Er LAN sighed softly, but at the same time, she was also a little discouraged, because she found that Huangfu Shaoqing really just regarded himself as a friend, without half a silk of love between men and women.

This makes her feel very chagrined and feel that in the future, she will go very hard.

But that kind of determination to live with him is so strong that we can put down our self-esteem and only look at him.

When she went back, Huangfu Shaoqing took her to the door. "Do you want to go in? My parents often talk about you, saying that I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you a lot." Er Lan's face, has always maintained an elegant smile, feel that his parents to carry out like this, he will give some face

just right.

"No, another day! I will visit you some other day. " On the one hand, it was too late, on the other hand, it was because of the recent bad mood.

Er LAN listened to him to say so, also not good demand, can helpless way: "OK! Be safe on the road

"Goodbye!" Huangfu Shaoqing nodded and started the car to leave.

Look, no half silk nostalgia.

Er Lan's heart, slightly tingled.

I feel that there are some things that are slowly away from her. I don't want to reach out and grasp them.

Shaoqing, should I let go of the hand that wants to hold you, or should I leave you with me even if I turn myself into the kind of woman you hate.

Can answer her, in addition to their own greed, only beating heart.

This is the third day of Ouyang Mo'er's departure, but it has been a century for him.

Before Ouyang Mo'er appeared, he always felt that work was everything to him, but now it seems that he has some misunderstanding about it, because he pays more attention to her than his own work.

But he is still locked in his heart, and doesn't want anyone or anything to affect him.

But his this side sticks to, really can let oneself wish?

When Ouyang Mo'er is on a mission, it's common to get hurt. It depends on whether it's serious or light.

"Boss, are you ok?" When Ouyang Mo'er was wounded by shrapnel from the explosion, people also flew to her side, but it was still a little late.

"It doesn't matter. Don't put your mind on me. The weapons of the other side are very advanced. You should be more careful yourself." Ouyang Mo son cold glanced an eye oneself that injured crus, then didn't care of of diverting sight.

This time, the task is to cooperate with country C to quell the anti-government forces. Although magic has dispatched a lot of personnel, there are too many rebels, and it's hard to deal with them.

"Then you should pay more attention." God looked at her anxiously, some of them were not at ease. "Don't worry! Can't die, you go with the rain! Try to end the fight as soon as possible. " Ouyang Mo'er frowned and said to Huangfu Shaoqing that she would go back in a few days. But now, it has been nearly a week, but the rebels still haven't been suppressed, which makes her very upset.

"Yes." God turned away, even if there is no more worry, but also understand the overall situation.

They have taken over such a task countless times and wandered among various countries, which has won them a lot of privileges.

Although magic is an invisible organization, it is the only object that heads of state want to attract.

Unfortunately, they do not accept the control of anyone, so they can only trade by way of employment.

In such a battlefield, the four shadows can't take care of Ouyang Mo'er separately. Therefore, for a long time, she has insisted on her strength and courage.

Calf, from time to time there is pain, but she can not separate to take care of this, just sharp eyes of the target, and then fired a bullet belongs to justice.

Such a Ouyang Mo'er is bloodthirsty and merciless, because she knows very well that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to herself. Therefore, every time she makes a move, she is very quick and ruthless, and doesn't give herself any space for hesitation.

The hand with blood caught her ankle, and she, without blinking an eye, gave each other a knife directly.

Her goal is to move forward, not to stay here, not to pity the enemy.

The cruelty of war, only the real on the battlefield, will know how bloody.

But since we have chosen this mission, we must shoulder the heavy responsibility.

Perhaps, some people think that she is too cold-blooded as a woman, but for those who launched the war, how many families have been destroyed by their actions.

Magic is both good and evil. For the officials, they are representatives of evil, because they will never merge with them. But for the dark forces, they are the embodiment of justice, because they can't make it similar.This is the symbolic existence of magic, the only special organization recognized by the United Nations.

Huangfu Shaoqing doesn't know how many times this is calling Ouyang Mo'er's number, but every time it comes, it's a mechanized female voice reminding him that the user has turned off.

Therefore, under the pressure of helplessness, he had to call Mu Zixuan.

"What's the matter?" I feel Mu Zixuan is impatient when he answers his phone now.

"Do you know where Mo'er is?" Compared with the previous question, this time listening, it was a tone of concern. "I say you are too strange! You're the one with her. Why call me for someone for no reason? " Mu Zixuan's first reaction was to get angry. She felt that her menopause had been advanced recently, so she was angry.

"She said she would come back in a few days, but it's almost a week, and there's no one. Even if she can't get through the phone, she's completely out of touch." Further down, he felt like he was going to collapse for it.

Listen to him so a say, Mu Zixuan immediately know, know Mo son must have a task, must personally, so, tone also followed to loosen. "It's estimated that something happened, but since she said she would come back, she would come back. Mo'er, she's always the one who says the same thing." Mu Zixuan has great confidence in her younger sister. After all these years, she has accomplished her task to a handsome man.

Therefore, this time, there must be no exception.

But this heart, why so uneasy?

Is it because of Huangfu Shaoqing? It's his nervousness that drives his fear. "Do you know something?" Huangfu Shaoqing understood that Mu Zixuan must have something to hide from him, but whether he was willing to say it was another matter.