Vampire cute baby tomb robber

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The oil lamp was broken, sparks ignited all the way, and the person lying on the blanket seemed to be asleep, and the palm was too late to hold, and it was covered with blood under the moonlight.

There were only a few old slaves left in the old house of the Mo family, coughing and choking on the smoke while reeling to sleep, and when they woke up, the most prosperous garden had already become a sea of ​​flames.

Above the sea of ​​flames hung a man in a long robe, he was Ye Die's new cook, he pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, leaned over and flew towards the garden, the corners of his mouth curled up like nothing arc.

Only, almost the next second.

The smile on his face disappeared, and even those long and narrow eyes narrowed dangerously into a straight line...

The fire continued, spreading from the inside of the house to the outside, burning everything within sight.

The famous Mojia finally completely disappeared from the capital in the early morning approaching New Year's Eve, leaving only a few bones and black ashes.

Not many people know about it, because as early as the first day of the Mojia's Luotuo, few people in the court mentioned the Mojia's old house.

The common people who came and went pointed back and forth, and sighed carelessly in their hearts.

"What a wonderful house, it just burned down..."

Speaking of it, it was strange that the fire burned, or maybe it was too late, and the house was too lonely, and there were no people on the left and right sides, so I didn't hear the call, and in addition, everyone slept in the winter night Ripe, no one pee.

Otherwise, it is impossible for such a big fire not to be noticed.

It's also fortunate that it's winter, and it's icy and snowy, otherwise it might burn somewhere.

In the end, this matter was reported to the official.

People from the yamen came to see it in person, and even carried away two or three burnt bodies.

Those who died had to continue to report. When they reported to Nangongyuan, Qu Chuxiao was standing in the middle of the lobby, looking pitifully at Nangong Rongguang: "I have been by your side for so many years, how could I instigate Rong Guang, the jailer in the dungeon, I really didn't think about killing anyone..."

Nangong Rongguang ignored her, didn't even look at her, and asked the person who came from the yamen: "What's the matter?"

The man told the story of the house being on fire.

Nangong Rongguang listened quietly, and didn't pay much attention at first.

Until the clerk in the yamen frowned and said: "That house seems to be the one where General Mo Lao lived."

Nangong Rongguang stood up suddenly, all the blood on his face disappeared: "What did you say?"

"Then, that house should be the old house of the Mo Family." The little official was stunned by his actions.

Nangong Rongguang didn't seem to hear it, and he gripped the corner of the chair with trembling fingers...

Then, he ran out like a fly.

He didn't know why he was running.

He knew the man had seemed to stand there all his life as a child.

She is stubborn, stubborn, and never leaves easily.

Standing under the sun, her small body is full of bows, as gorgeous as fire.

She smiled at him.

Even if he hurt her so much.

She still didn't go.

Until one day, he personally sent her to prison, to a dead end...

"Rong Guang..." Qu Chuxiao hugged the red-eyed him from behind, "Even if the old house of the Mo family catches fire, Sister Mo will be fine, have you forgotten? She is in Ye Die now. "

Nangong Rongguang paused, he really overreacted...

Note to readers:

I’m busy, I’ll update it today, I’ll see the situation tomorrow, if I’m not busy, I’ll add an update, if the number of words is small, I’ll feel that the plot is progressing slowly, it has nothing to do with the rhythm, I want to write these people regret it, if you don’t want to read it, you can skip to tomorrow Look at the second watch, the report is over.