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Ink Yan immediately replied.

"Why do you ask?"

Zhao Xiaoyun awkwardly chuckled twice and then muttered that she was actually just curious.

Back then, the entire Mo family was given up with a single sentence from His Majesty. Where the mountains were high and the waters were far away, almost life and death were at stake. In addition, General Mo had always been loyal to his country. Even if he were to be reprimanded, he would most likely bring his clansmen with him to defend the country.

Then the question arose. Why did Mo Zilin, who had been instilled with loyalty by his father since young, come out? And he even threw himself into the hands of the alien enemy, Molda?

"Are you tired of living?"

Ink Yan glared fiercely at Zhao Xiaoyun!

"He dared to talk about His Majesty's decision on the streets today. Do you want to go to the border to protect your family and country like the Mo family? "

Zhao Xiaoyun was suddenly at a loss for words! His entire body instinctively shrank, and his arms were tightly wrapped around her. His face was filled with a guilty conscience!

He could protect his sister from being a concubine with his big brother, and he could even live to the end of his life. I don't want to have any more moths!

"Speak!"

Papapa

"Tell me!"

Ink Yan slapped his face again with her palm. He smiled to himself. Why didn't he look scared when he asked about the Mo family?

Zhao Xiaoyun lowered his head in fear.

He didn't know why. He also recognized himself as the number one figure in the capital. He had never seen any impudent people in his life. Sometimes, they would even bite the bullet and fight with the barbarians of other tribes to maintain law and order.

However, he did not dare to disobey Ink Yan!

Subconsciously, Zhao Xiaoyun felt that Ink Yan was an NB character whose status far exceeded his! Facing Ink Yan, he could only be obedient.

Zhao Xiaoyun quickly covered her head with her hands, avoiding the impenetrable slap from Ink Mist. Pitifully begging for mercy.

"Brother-in-law, please spare me."

Ink Yan wanted to say a few more words to ridicule him. At this time, the head storekeeper shouted, "Serve up!" The child lifted a large plate with one hand, opened the pure blue cotton cloth, and sauntered out, placing a plate of chicken on the table.

"Sir, the big plate of chicken that you ordered is here ~"

Almost as soon as the dish was placed on the table, the child was immediately filled with tea again.

In the blink of an eye, there were two stacks of steamed buns.

This obviously meant that dinner was ready.

You're the lucky one!

Ink Yan glanced at Zhao Xiaoyun, then she picked up the chopsticks first and pinched a piece of the chicken thigh. Then, she took it and tasted it!

Poof *

Pah pah pah!

In Zhao Xiaoyun's eyes, Ink Yan was like a clam that had eaten sand, crazily pushing away all the fragrance like trash! In the end, he didn't forget about the evaluation.

"This dish is too fucking disgusting!"

"It can even be classified as the worst chicken in history!"

Then he scooped up the tea and rinsed his mouth, ready to fight again.

However, this tea broth had only just entered his mouth.

Poof *

Ink Yan sprayed out a mist that was even more gorgeous than before! While patting the Lunar eagle, he coughed and choked on the water. He was crying out in pain and grief.

"WC, I didn't expect there to be something even worse!"

Immediately, the teahouse business that was not bustling at noon was broken by Mo Yan.

All the guests at the scene looked at Ink Yan doubtfully, repeatedly measuring the authenticity of the words.

In the end, everyone chose to leave.

At the same time, with the departure of a large number of guests. A voice angrily came from the kitchen, shouting loudly, "Who the hell is here to ruin my name as a Divine Chef disciple?" He aimed the spearhead of his fury straight at Mo Yan.