Chapter 541

The woman's dress is pure and beautiful. But the man is old, a face, skin and bones, like a dead tree, no life.

These two people are Nangong Yulian and Nangong Mu who have nothing to do with them.

It was nangongmu who opened his mouth.

"Zhuo'er, I watched your father grow up and you grow up. When did you become so illiterate? For a woman? Is it worth it?

You should know that for the king, the overall situation should be the most important. How can you inherit the throne of Dali state?

Ah, compared with chu'er, you still have a lot to go.

I heard about the sun family. This is a major event of our country. We can't wrongly treat any veteran.

I think we'd better take them back first and leave them to your uncle the emperor. "

Nangong Mu waved his hand, his face high above.

Good, really good.

At the time of the accident, the defending spirit king said: I'm old. I don't want to get involved in common affairs. Let the soldiers use their lives to pave the way for victory, and let Feng Xingying, a small great spirit Master, fight with six Xuanling masters.

This kind of thing, shouldn't it be your duty to protect the spirit king?

Well, you refuse, you give up your responsibility, you just want to accompany your granddaughter to marry to Tianyu country, we have nothing to say.

Then you're going to be good.

What do you mean you're talking nonsense again?

Also a Zhuo son, rely on the old to sell the old!

Nangong family, can give out such shameless spirit king, let Nangong Zhuo gas want to vomit blood.

But his strength, even with the guards around him, is not nangongmu's opponent.

He had to bear it!

Nangong Zhuo pressed the hand of the wheelchair, and it was bleeding.

Nangong Ling always pressed his hand and motioned him not to act rashly.

"Hiss."

Chuckles came from outside the account.

Another man and a woman entered side by side.

It's just that the two people who came in this time are more eye-catching than the two who just came in.

The man's stature is tall, handsome, perfect to make people envious face, with a trace of deep disdain. Slightly up the corner of the lip, give people a kind of unspeakable cold.

The girl beside him was wearing a lavender skirt, with beautiful and flamboyant iris patterns embroidered on the skirt, and an obviously larger black Tianling silk Cape.

It's a large male cloak. She's so handsome.

There seems to be no room for a thing in a man's eyes. Only when I look at the woman around me, can there be stars flowing in my eyes.

They are, of course, Qin Molin and Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying has said many times that she is not cold, she is not cold, she is not cold, but Qin Molin just doesn't listen to her explanation and gives her two choices: either put it on or I hold you.

Feng Xingying chose the former wisely.

If you let him hold her all the time, she will have no face!

He must have done it on purpose. Would Qin Molin not know these basic knowledge?

Feng Xingying is just a spirit of ice, the body will be cold, this is common sense ah! It's not like wearing one more dress can keep you warm! Even if you hold it, you can't.

Anyway, it's already like this.

Feng Xingying simply admits his fate and doesn't think about the cloak.

Don't think about it, because she wore Qin Molin's cloak, which showed that she was his person.

Now the important thing is nangongmu!

Feng Xingying doesn't look at nangongmu, but turns to look at Qin Molin with a smile:

"is it the same with lengwangfu? No one dares to stand up after being bullied."

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