Chapter 550

This little girl, how always rash?

Mo Qingge curled his mouth, raised his eyes and looked into his eyes. Wei Quba shook his head.

At that time, his heart melted, holding her slender phalanx tightly: "Uncle Huang is holding you."

Beautiful voice, spoil to the extreme.

"Good." Mo Qingge smiles happily and holds his hand tightly. He is in a good mood for a moment.

Gu Mian Mo glanced at her and said with a smile, "what are you doing? Like a little fool. "

"Well." Mo Qingge shook his head, lips still holding a smile, "but today's uncle Huang, with the past is not the same."

"Why?"

With a noncommittal smile, she explained: "in the past, uncle Huang was always cold and never said much. Today, it's really beyond Ge'er's expectation to say that with my mother."

Although today, his attitude is still indifferent.

But his words are full of sincerity.

So, she was surprised.

"I see." Gu Mian Mo joked and asked, "does Ge'er think that uncle Huang is too alienated on weekdays?"

"A little bit." Mo Qingge whispered.

Uncle Huang didn't like to be close to others. He was always aloof, cold and aloof. He was like a layer of frost. No one else dared to get close to him.

It's his armor, it's his seal.

His tenderness was only given to her and to her.

"Geer doesn't like me like this?" He asked.

"No Mo Qingge denied, "Ge'er just hopes that uncle Huang can smile more in the future, because the way uncle Huang laughs is really good-looking."

Four eyes opposite, a little girl's words, suddenly touched the softest corner of his heart.

In my mind, I can see the girl's sweet echo:

"Brother Mo, are you smiling? You have a good laugh

The beautiful voice of silver bell seems to ring in my ear.

As soon as his pupil shrinks, he gazes at Mo Qingge's cheek and lips with a faint smile.

Immediately, Gu Mian Mo hugs her, showing sentimental and complex between the eyebrows, just want to firmly grasp the person in front of her.

"Uncle Huang, what's the matter with you?" Mo Qingge was startled by his sudden enthusiasm.

I just let him smile more, how can I still hold it?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mo Qingge had to cooperate and stood still.

"Your Majesty, Lord of the temple..."

Who knows at this time, suddenly a sound of evil scenery, interrupted originally belong to two people's calm.

Gu quilt Mo Xiu eyebrow micro Cu, face dew impatient, some reluctantly released the hand.

"What's the matter?" Mo Qingge asked.

"Your Majesty, the Lord of the hall, the demon king of Beidu has come to Qiyun hall to reply. He says that he has good news to report to your majesty!"

"Good news?" Gu Mian Mo hums coldly, "what good news can Chu trace have?"

"Uncle Huang, let's go and have a look."

Mo Qingge thought that since they all came to the east capital Qiyun hall to recover their lives, it must be the most urgent good news.

"Well."

……

Silver frost hall.

In the main hall, Chu Chen's face made a serious kneeling ceremony.

And beside him, there was a tall middle-aged man with a huge body, and his face was full of disdain.

"Cough, uncle Huang." Mo Qingge asked in a low voice, "isn't this the elder brother of the Dragon King? How did he come?"

Before, she had a meeting with the Dragon King in Dongdu. Naturally, she also remembered this face.

The people around the Dragon King, Yunran, waved happily and said hello to her.

Because it was the demon king who came to recover his life, which was related to the affairs of the demon family. Jun Yichen, Feng Xi, Mo Liang, and even Huan Yu all came to the scene.

"Your Majesty." Chu trace bowed his head and said, "your escort is too late. You should die of all crimes. Please let your majesty do it!"

In the tone, it was all remorse and remorse.

If Dongdu had not been set up, he would have been the Savior.

It's good that your majesty is safe, otherwise, he will only hate himself more.

Before Gu Mian Mo opened his mouth, Jun Yichen took the lead in saying, "OK, it's too late. What's the use of saying that? Get up. "

Chu Chen was stunned and refused to get up: "King Yi, you..."

Jun Yichen sighed helplessly and gave up: "ink, two hundred years later, Chu trace is still so pedantic!"

It's hopeless!

"Your Majesty." Chu Chen replied truthfully, "the northwest wild bird tribe has been accepted by his subordinates, and the bird troublemakers have been put into the dungeon of the East China Sea, waiting for you!"

The northwest wild bird tribe has always been the grass on the wall of the Terran and the demon clan. From time to time, they sell some demon clan military newspapers to the emperor in exchange for the emperor's trust.

Now, this rat excrement has been eradicated.

"What do you take in?" Dragon King immediately dissatisfied, "if not for my dragon help, you can so easily, to take down the northwest wilderness?"

Chuchen's face turned black: "brother Dragon King, I haven't finished. Don't worry!"

"Hum, I think you just want to ask for credit by yourself. Well, I'll do it myself." After that, the Dragon King stepped forward and said arrogantly:

"Listen, little demon emperor, the northwest wasteland was attacked by the demon clan with the help of the dragon clan. Speaking of it, my king is very kind to you. You have got half of the score of the northwest wasteland

After a long talk, this is his real purpose.

Every word, with pride disdain.

Gu Mian and Mo man said, "is that right?"

However, he didn't expect that the Dragon King would help Chu trace accept the disturbance together.

For the first time!

"Nonsense, can I talk to you?" The Dragon King said impatiently, "don't talk nonsense. Take the reward. I'll leave right away. I won't fight with you."

"Reward." Gu Mian ink thin lips light open, tone indifference, "No."

Two words, give Dragon King head poured basin cold water.

what? No,

"Why?" Dragon King's face, with the naked eye visible speed, black down.

Gu Yu Mo said calmly, "you dragon people help voluntarily. Why should you reward them? My reward is only for my subordinates. If the Dragon King is willing to condescend to the demon clan, I may have pity on you for some reward. "

The condescending tone seemed to be giving.

It's not worth your life to be angry!

"Bah!" The Dragon King was furious, "little demon emperor, you are insulting the king!"

Submit to the demon clan?

How could he, the Dragon King, submit to the demon clan for the reward of a little pity?

He's got guts!

Looking at the Dragon King's angry appearance, Mo Liang and Jun Yichen try not to laugh.

"Don't be angry, uncle Dragon King." Yun ran said softly, "Your Majesty means to discuss with you calmly."

"What peace of mind?" Dragon King cold hum a, "I see, he is deliberately play with me!"

"Brother Dragon King." Mo Liang has no choice but to say, "our majesty has kindly put forward suggestions. Who can blame you for not accepting them?"