Yan Qingya was stunned. He looked down at the sword in his chest, and then slowly raised his head. When he looked at mu Qianyue in front of him, his pupils did not shrink. He gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice, "Mu Qianyue, when did you come?"
"I've been here for a long time. When you said you wanted to sleep with my husband, it's a pity that no matter what kind of despicable method you use, my husband won't look at you more, not in the past life, not in this life, not in the next life! You are destined to be a poor wretch living in darkness and pain
Mu Qianyue's lips are full of cold and sharp. She holds the sword in her hand and makes a hard effort. The miesheng sword directly penetrates her chest and comes out.
Yan Qingya's face was full of humiliation and anger. A powerful force surged out of her body. She even played Mu shallow moon and her sword of death.
The power of the wild tyrant directly muqianyue bounced out, the delicate and beautiful figure drew a thrilling arc master in the air, and then fell into a warm embrace, and the familiar and pleasant smell of snow lotus came to your face.
"Lady, why are you here?"
The man's gentle and surprised expression sounded on the top of her head, and she raised her head to the purple eyes full of tenderness of nalanjing.
Mu shallow month did not answer his question, but looked up, just found that the opposite Yan Qingya has disappeared, the eyes you mang flash, and let her run!!
"Lady, lady..." Nalanjing saw that she didn't pay attention to herself and called twice.
Mu Xiaoyue raised her head and looked at him discontented. Nalanjing could not help but feel a void in her heart and stretched out her arms around her waist, "lady, what's the matter with you?"
"Naranjing, do you still think I'm your wife?"
"Naturally, she is my wife, not only in this life, but also in the afterlife and afterlife, and it will be in all generations!" Nalan Jing's two fingers close together, swearing to the sky, a serious and firm look, the deep feeling in his eyes seems to be able to melt in general.
"Then why did you run out on your own? Don't you know that this woman is cunning? What if you get hurt? What should I do? What should Jiu Jiu and Xiao Ling do In the dream city, the scene of the emergence of the mind again, let her can not help but pull up, the heart is full of panic.
She can't even think of it!
After realizing that nalanjing was not in the room, she quickly withdrew from the cultivation state and chased him out with his breath. She even did not dare to delay his efforts.
Huailan is worried about the light of her eyes, which belongs to the light smile in her heart.
"Lady, as a man, I should protect you. Don't worry. I can't be hurt by her strength now!"
"You must promise me! Never again, or I'll never talk to you again Mu Xiaoyue raised his head from his arms, and his black eyes looked at him tightly.
"Well, I promise you." Nalanjing's lips are full of helplessness.
……
In the imperial palace of Yanhuang, Yan Qingya's white face is iron green, and her dress is dyed red with red blood. However, she seems to be unaware of it. Her eyes are full of anger and jealousy.
"Damn mu Qianyue, she even hurt me! I won't let you go! "
Suffocating pain came from her chest. It was a wound caused by artifact. Even if she took the healing pill, it was not so good for a while. It was not good to keep it for a while. What is the pain in the chest? That damned woman dares to laugh at her!!
"Qingya, you are injured. You'd better try to cure it first." Yan Feng Xie's soul came out of the ring and looked at her worried and distressed.
"What is this injury? Hum, mu Qianyue, you'd better not fall into my hands, or I will make you worse than dead! " Yan Qingya gnashing teeth angry way.
Yan Feng evil Mou son squinted, "elegant, why are you always so full of hatred? Mu Qianyue and nalanjing are in love. What's more, nalanjing doesn't love you at all. No matter how hard you try, you can't get into their world. Why do you make yourself so black and blue? "
"What do you know?"
He raised his head, looked at him angrily and ferociously, "Yan Feng Xie, if you dare to talk to me like this next time, I won't read my old love!"
Yan Fengxie opened her mouth, but the words behind her did not come out. Her eyes drooped slightly, her eyes flashed a pale color, and her body moved, and she went back to the Najie on her finger.
……
The next morning, Cang Ming's face dignified walked into the room, looked at nalanjing and said, "master, they have come, but there are a few people who do not seem willing to obey you."
Nalanjing stood up, slender cold Yi under the white clothes, appear more and more aloof, purple eyes surging deep cold light, "all obedience comes from strength."
Look up to Mu shallow moon, "lady, let's go."
Mu shallow month smell speech Mou son light squint, Cang ye said they are who? Are they the people of Yanhuang Empire?Foot did not stop, along with Nalan Jing out of the inn, Chu song also followed up.
Ming Pavilion is located in a relatively secret position in Yanhuang city. At this time, there are five handsome young men and women standing in the yard.
"Summer, are you right? What do you want to do to bring us here early in the morning A man with his hands around his chest, a casual look on his face, and a trace of impatience.
He is a descendant of Yanhuang, whose name is Yanli. Although he is not the prince, he is also the son of the royal family. His status is incomparable. His treatment is not different from that of the prince. What's more, his cultivation talent is excellent, and his blood purity has reached eight grades.
In the Yanhuang Empire, the people who can reach eight grades are amazing.
After all, they are not the real blood of Yanhuang. It's very good to have such a high grade!
"Yes, what's the matter here? Do you really want to submit to that man? " The only woman among them frowned displeasantly.
The other two men didn't speak, but their frowns showed what they were thinking at the moment.
The man, known as the hot summer, laughs, "today I will officially take you to see the future master."
"Master?"
Yan Li disdained to sneer, with a thick laugh between the eyebrows, "that is, you can't wait to surrender your identity in the summer, recognize others as the main body, and be willing to be a slave!"
The other three are silent and obviously acquiesce in Yan Li's words.
Yan Xia clenched his fist, and his anger flashed quickly in his eyes. "Yan Li, don't forget ten thousand years ago, he was the real master of our Yanhuang family and the last God of war! It's the Emperor Yan who controls the world
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