Mo Qingge
"Uncle Huang, are you so jealous
If Rong Jin and Feng are OK, but the ghost king can't fight with her!
"Not even that!"
There is no doubt about the overbearing tone.
Those men are not kind.
Later, he cleaned up one by one!
"Good." Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and readily agreed.
After a few days, they were still affectionate, and the servants of Liuli hall were also very Winky. They hardly bothered or dared to disturb your Majesty's purity.
The servants who come in and out of the bedroom can often see that your majesty and the demon queen are feeding each other, or they are very sentimental. They are suddenly fascinated by the greasy energy.
But no one dare to talk in private, more of it is surprise and fear.
Is this still their frosty majesty?
Their memory of his majesty, cold-blooded, brutal, never laugh, sparing words like gold, just like killing God.
However, all your Majesty's indifference disappeared in front of the demon queen. All her tenderness was given to her. She was gentle, like a young man who didn't know the world.
On the third day, the empress came to the bedroom hall and held Gu's finger bone in panic.
"Mo'er, you have suffered."
Her tone is very concerned.
For four years, Mo'er has been away for four years. He has suffered a lot in Tianxing Pavilion.
Think of here, her heart is not taste.
Gu Mian Mo slightly raised his eyes, and his tone was indifferent: "it's OK, please hang up my mother's postscript."
At this time, Mo Qingge sat in his arms as if nothing had happened, but he didn't mean to avoid it.
"When you're out of the pass, why don't you come and say hello to your parents?" The empress sighed a little.
At this time, her eyes fell on the woman in Gu mianmo's arms, and there was a trace of hatred in her eyes.
Oh, it must be because of this woman!
Four years ago, it was this enchantress who made Mo'er punished by the divine world. Now she is still haunted.
This woman, will only bring trouble to Mo'er, has no help to the demon clan at all!
"Sorry, I forgot. I'll go in two days." Gu Mian Mo lightly answers a way, seem not to put on the heart.
He thought that his father would not care about his safety.
Only when the demon clan had an accident, his father would remember him.
"Mo'er, can you forget such an important thing?" The empress was obviously unhappy, and naturally vented all her anger on Mo Qingge, "don't miss a big event because of women."
Although there is no name, Mo Qingge also knows that this sentence is meant for her.
She just laughed and pretended not to care.
Indeed, although the empress's words are a little ugly, there is nothing wrong with them.
But one day, she will prove to everyone that she deserves Mo Qingge!
"If there is nothing else, please go back." Gu Mian Mo gave a euphemistic order.
His woman, also does not allow anyone to instruct.
"One more thing!" The empress changed her face and didn't have a good way. "The demon king and Mo Liangjun have been fighting with the Dragon King for five days and five nights in the northern wilderness. Mo'er, this is not a trivial matter. You can't wait to die."
Again
Five days and five nights can't solve a dragon king.
What are those two junk snacks for?
"I see." He answered calmly.
"Mo'er!" Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, Empress Dowager Sheng was even more furious. "Empress Dowager told you to be serious, you don't want to..."
"Mother." Gu Yu Mo interrupted her words, "this matter son minister in mind know, don't labor mother worry."
This is a polite remark.
The implication is that it has nothing to do with you, you don't have to mind your own business!
Empress Sheng was very angry at his words, but she couldn't say anything. She had to hold her anger and left the bedroom in a hurry.
This villain is getting worse and worse.
After the empress left, Gu Mian Mo said lazily, "Song Er, do you want to go to the northern wilderness?"
"Uncle Huang, will you take me with you?" Mo Qingge's eyes are bright.
"Well."
Reluctant to leave her, a second also reluctant.
"Good."
She can't wait to be around uncle Huang.
So they left for Beihuang together.
Beihuang, located in the south of Beihai and the north of Beidu, is the rich land of the demon clan. The leader of Beihuang is the master of Qingqiu, Mo Liang.
Mo Liang was extroverted, so the northern wasteland was open and free, but it never caused war because of excessive freedom.
On the contrary, the people of the northern desert demon tribe scrupulously abide by their duty and love their king very much.
In recent days, the Northern Wilderness is not as calm as usual, even the sky is covered with a layer of black haze.
The three strong men were fighting and shuttling in the clouds, which caused lightning and thunder, just like disaster.
One red, two black and three figures, fighting constantly, violent forces constantly collision, the ground also constantly concussion.
Bang bang——
The palm wind collided with each other, and the three figures retreated and floated in the air.
Dressed in a black robe, the dragon king stood in the air. He was tall and dignified, and his whole body was full of iron.
The two people opposite the Dragon King have very different painting styles.
Chu Chen, the demon king, has a dignified posture and looks like the Dragon King at the same age.
Chuchen's ink is cool, his face is evil, and he is dressed in red. With a cynical smile on his lips, he looks like a dandy. Although his posture is lazy, his aura is just as powerful.
"Dog thief!" Mo Liang pointed to the Dragon King on the opposite side and yelled, "do you still have a face to offend my northern wasteland? Come here and apologize to me. I'll spare you a dog's life today! "
Whenever he talks, he is always so irritating.
"Hum." The Dragon King snorted coldly, and his attitude was haughty. "I'm just passing through the northern wilderness. I don't want to invade this ugly wilderness."
"What did you say?" Mo Liang was very angry by him. "How dare you say that my northern wilderness is a wild land?"
"Isn't that right?" The Dragon King didn't agree and said, "such a big northern wasteland, you are in such a mess, so is the governance of the demon clan!"
Mo Liangqi laughed: "this is an open democracy, what do you know about this dog thief?"
Chu trace immediately echoed: "Dragon King, it's not up to you to tell us how to govern our demon clan!"
"Oh." The Dragon King is still invincible, "Chu trace, we were once comrades in arms. Now you work for the little demon emperor, but I really feel worthless for you!"
"Shut up Chu trace coldly scolds a way, "you this demon clan traitor, one day, this king will personally arrest you!"
"Ha ha ha!"
Dragon King only thought his words were ridiculous: "Chu trace, Mo Liang, I have a question for you, you answer it seriously!"
"Dog thief, what do you sell?"