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Ink brocade Chi lips Cape tiny invisible hook next, step, keep up.

"Let's go!" Xiaoshunzi is full of evil taste. He lifts Koizumi, who is weak in legs, from the ground, and half drags him behind them.

When everyone left, xiaochuanzi, who was trembling at the moment before, immediately climbed up from the ground with a smile and deliberately dragged forward slowly, so as not to go early and have to kneel for a while.

A line of several people, dozens of steps forward, ear faintly heard men's low breathing, women's suppressed scream.

Mo Li Feng smell speech, complexion for a moment black as if can drip ink.

People around them are so knowledgeable that they dare not breathe. They are afraid that if they are not careful, they will add fuel to the fire.

After more than ten steps forward, through the bamboo groves, you can clearly see that two men and women in untidy clothes are tossing about on the ground

"Father! Why don't we go? " Mo Jinxi deliberately lowers his voice and carefully persuades him.

Mo Li Feng didn't even look at him. He looked sideways at Wan Gonggong.

Wan Gonggong knew clearly, stepped forward a few steps, heavy dry cough.

They did not notice the warning at all. On the contrary, they gasped and screamed. At the last moment, they lost control.

“……” Mr. Wan.

“……” Mo Jin Chi.

“……” everybody.

It's really on the way to death. The farther you go, the farther you go.

"He is really my good son!" The voice of gnashing teeth overflowed from the lips of Mo Li Feng.

Wan Gonggong swallowed his saliva and didn't know how to remind him.

I saw the twelve princes, lying still, as if they were adjusting their breath, as if they wanted to feel the other side's temperature and sweetness for a while.

After all, there is no next step.

One breath, two breaths Until after n breaths.

Superposition of the two people, and finally a movement.

"Twelve princes! You are getting better and better The charming voice spread to everyone present.

Mo cloud falls evil smile, stir up her jaw: "you mean, this prince is not fierce before?"

"I hate it Peach son Jiao Chen beat his chest: "you know, maidservant is not here meaning!"

"I don't know!" Mo Yunluo teases her intentionally.

After hearing this, Tao'er raised her little face and looked up at the man: "the twelve princes used to be very powerful, but now they are more powerful. I believe that in the future, the twelve princes will be more powerful..."

"What a sweet mouth you have Mo Yun gave a low smile. He was obviously amused by her sweet words. He bowed his head and pecked her lips gently: "I really want to fight with you for 300 rounds here, but you've been out for too long. It's time to go back!"

"Twelve princes! I can't bear you! " Peach reached out and hugged him.

Mo Yun patted her face: "OK! There is a long way to go, and we have plenty of time. Now, you should do your job well first, so as not to arouse other people's suspicion! "

Peach bit his lower lip entangled, for a moment, slowly released his arm around his straight waist: "OK! I'll listen to you, and I'll be careful! "

"Good boy Mo Yunluo patted her on the cheek again and immediately climbed up.

Tao Er then got up and asked, "twelve princes! When can I come back to you? "

Mo Yunluo arranges his clothes with a little pause. After a few breaths, he says, "in a few days, I'll let Koizumi rearrange a place, and then I'll let you know!"

"Shall we not meet here in the future?"

"You can't fight in the field every time!" Mo Yunluo teased and pinched her cheek: "women use pain, not toss!"

After hearing this, Tao'er was both moved and coy: "twelve princes! You are so kind to your maidservant

"You are the prince's woman, the prince is not good to you, to whom?" Ink clouds fall back fingertips, continue to tidy messy skirt.

Peach moved toward his arms and leaned: "twelve princes! With your words, even if I die, I will have no regrets! "

"Don't talk about death. It's not lucky!" Mo Yun falls Yingting, eyebrows slightly frown up, obviously she spits out this word, affected his good mood.

Peach son sees this, busy clever way: "it is maidservant too happy for a while nonsense, in the future, maidservant will absolutely control his mouth, lest bad twelve Prince's interest!"

"Better!" After finishing the skirt, Mo Yunluo took a step back and opened the distance between them: "it's late, tidy up, hurry back!"

Peach nodded and tied his belt smartly, then gently stroked him: "twelve princes! The maid has gone back! "

"Well!"

Get his response, peach heart even if there are all kinds of reluctant, still turn around, ready to turn back according to the road.However

Just took two steps, the pace suddenly stiff and in place, can no longer move a cent.

"What's the matter?" Corner of the eye remaining light, glimpses her to stop step suddenly, the ink cloud falls to doubt to ask.

Peach lips shiver for a while, Leng is not spit out a word and a half language.

Mo Yun's suspicions deepened. She looked along her eyes. Her legs softened and nearly fell to the ground.

Who can tell him that he clearly ordered Koizumi to guard outside, why did they come quietly?

And how long have they been here? How much do you see? How much did you hear?

One by one, sharp questions flashed through his mind, but he couldn't find the answer?

"Evil The voice with obvious anger overflowed from the lips of Mo Li Feng.

Mo Yun fell, his legs softened, and he knelt down to the ground: "father, father, Emperor..."

"You are really my good son!" Mo Li Feng heavily bit the last three words, a pair of dignified and cold eyes, without the slightest warmth.

Mo Yun fell, his heart suddenly jumped, subconsciously explained: "father! Listen to ER Chen, things are not what you see... "

"Oh? Well, tell me about it. What's the matter? Who gave you the courage, the harem? Well In the end of Mo Li Feng's voice, a sense of obliteration looms.

He knew that if he could not get through today's hurdle, he would not be able to enjoy all his wealth and power in the future.

However, without waiting for him to come up with a justifiable reason, a sudden voice had already sounded first.

"Ah! The slave suddenly remembered that a few days ago, the twelve princes ordered people to set up an altar outside the Qingyuan hall. After the emperor came, a servant girl came out and accused the thirteen princes of being wrapped up in stolen goods. It was not her! " Xiaoshunzi pretended to be surprised, and immediately said to himself, "the relationship between her and the twelve princes is so unusual, isn't it that she framed the thirteen princes for no reason at the beginning, which is related to the twelve princes?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The black cloud falls the heart big shock, sternly scolds a way.

One of his sins has not been cleared yet. If there is another, will there be no turning over?

Xiaoshunzi covered his mouth and said in fear: "it's the slave who talks too much, it's the slave who talks too much..."

Looking at his look of three hundred taels of silver here, the ink clouds almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

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