Chapter 1255

Mo Yanyu's heart beat faster and nervous, and her back was wet.

She was puzzled, very puzzled.

It's not a rumor. The God son of your family was assassinated and badly hurt. Is he healing in the ancestral land of your family?

But how could it be here.

But the image, the breath, and the strength and means revealed before are indeed the God son of the jun family.

Who else would dare to kill the son of truth so easily.

Only you Xiaoyao dared.

And one more thing.

In Mo Yanyu's observation, Ling Yuan should know Jun Xiaoyao's identity.

"Sure enough, as rumor has it, did even Ling Yuan, the little emperor, fall into the hands of the son of God?"

Mo Yanyu murmured at the bottom of her heart and looked at Zhang Junxiu's peerless face in front of her.

Indeed, any woman can't resist it.

Apart from everything else, this face alone is enough to make thousands of women in the world willing to fall into his hands.

Even, it's a great honor to be taken a leisurely look by you.

"Why, I don't look so fierce?"

Looking at Mo Yanyu's changing face, Jun Xiaoyao touched his chin with his hand.

Was mo Yanyu frightened by him?

"When... Of course not, son of God. It looks good."

Mo Yanyu lowered his head and some dared not look at your carefree face.

If Lu Fugui were here, he would be so stunned that his chin fell to the ground.

Is this still the unruly mare of the Mohist school?

No wonder Mo Yanyu has such an attitude.

Even if she is a noble daughter of Mohism.

But in front of people with such identities as Jun Xiaoyao, he is still small.

The two are not equal identities at all.

Even, if the jun family is serious, they can destroy the Mohist school without wasting too much effort.

No ally dare to help the Mohists.

Because the previous two immortal wars were enough to show the spirit and strength of your family.

"Hehe, don't be nervous. I'm afraid I'll eat you?" Jun Xiaoyao joked.

A mist quietly appeared on Yan Yu's face.

She was really afraid that the man in black would "eat" himself.

But now, when Jun Xiaoyao's identity is exposed.

Mo Yanyu thought that even if she was eaten, it seemed nothing, but it was her own honor.

But she also has some self-knowledge.

Those who can have a relationship with Jun Xiaoyao are all peerless heavenly daughters.

Such as the goddess of the yuan family, Ling Yuan, shaohuang and so on.

She is not qualified for that.

"Actually, I appreciate you very much." Jun Xiaoyao looks at Mo Yanyu.

Mo Yanyu's heart beat faster, her charming face fainted, and her eyes and eyebrows couldn't help showing a touch of joy.

How many women can be praised by the God son of the king's family?

"So what's your consideration?"

Mo Yanyu remembered that before, Jun Xiaoyao said he wanted her to surrender.

For others, Mo Yanyu would never even think about it.

But in front of him stood the most distinguished and outstanding man in the whole nine days and ten places.

I don't know how many tianzhijiao girls and peerless fairies want to be his followers, even servant girls and concubines.

Opportunity is in front of you!

"Of course, it's nothing to disagree. I won't let Lu Fugui treat you."

"After all, it's a pity if beautiful flowers are defiled."

You Xiaoyao raised his hand, lifted the dark purple green silk on the forehead of Yan Yu, and said faintly.

Mo Yanyu almost stopped breathing and his face fainted.

Inner joy can't help pouring in.

"The son of God is too gentle..."

Mo Yanyu murmured in her heart that her exquisite body seemed to melt into a pool of spring water.

If this opportunity is missed.

It is almost impossible to have a relationship with Jun Xiaoyao again.

Will she regret it all her life?

"Yan Yu will." Mo Yanyu said respectfully to you.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled and said, "I heard that this generation of Mohism seems to have five inheritance candidates. Are you one of them?"

This is not a secret. Mo Yanyu nodded his head and said, "it is indeed as the son of God said."

"Since you are my person, I will naturally help you control Mohism. You can find me for any resources, manpower and material resources." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Mo Yanyu was cluttering in her heart.

Although she was a little frightened in front of you Xiaoyao.

But not a fool.

She recognized the meaning of Jun Xiaoyao's words.

"Lord Shenzi, are you......" Mo Yanyu wanted to stop talking and was a little uneasy.

Jun Xiaoyao sighed and said with a smile, "don't worry, I'm not going to fight against the Mohist school, I just hope to seek the opportunity to cooperate with the Mohist school."

Although Jun Xiaoyao said so, he actually had a plan in mind.

At this stage, although mainly cooperation.

But in the future, his accomplishments went up.

It's not his word to let the Mohist school completely merge into the imperial court?

Jun Xiaoyao doesn't want to force other forces to join in at the beginning, which is not good for the king's court.

Therefore, even the king of killers, Jun Xiaoyao is mainly Huairou and will not force him to join.

"So it is."

Mo Yanyu was completely relieved.

If you just seek cooperation, the Mohist school should be happy to have a relationship with Jun Xiaoyao.

If she can get the appreciation and support of Jun Xiaoyao, she will have a great opportunity to stand out from the five inheritors.

It is not impossible to become the master of Mohism in the future.

Thinking of this, Mo Yanyu looked at Jun Xiaoyao's beautiful eyes and brought a touch of respect and longing.

"Well, don't reveal my identity for the time being." Jun Xiaoyao said.

He is in the dark and the enemy is in the light.

This is in his best interest.

"Yanyu understands." Mo Yanyu said respectfully.

Outside, a celebration banquet for the daughter's country will be held.

Ling Yuan and others were invited to join.

"I'm going. I haven't come out for such a long time, man. It's so lasting." Lu Fugui couldn't help sighing.

Although he has 300 beautiful wives and concubines.

But again, three hundred seconds is enough.

However, it took them so long to go in.

"Shut up."

A cold voice came, and Ling Yuan's delicate jade face was as clear as fat, with an impatient look on her face.

Lu Fugui shrunk his head.

Qin Yuanqing pretended to be smart and said with a light smile: "Your Highness, why should you be anxious about a dirty person? It's heartbreaking to think that the noble daughter of Mohism fell into the hands of such a person."

"Shut up, too!"

Ling Yuan's tone was more indifferent.

Qin Yuanqing's face stiffened.

Is this anger on him?

Just then, Jun Xiaoyao and Mo Yanyu finally appeared.

Lu Fugui was stunned at the moment.

"I wipe, is this specially tamed?"

I saw Mo Yanyu, respectfully walking half a step behind Mr. Xiaoyao in black.

She looks like a good maid.

Her eyes, from time to time, looked at you carefree. Her eyes were both respectful and longing, and there was a lingering haze on her cheeks.

It gives a sense of completion.

"Man, cow!"

Lu Fugui gave a thumbs up.

He is really convinced that he can teach Mo Yanyu to look like this.

"Miss Mo, what did he do to you?" Qin Yuanqing looked concerned.

Mo Yanyu's identity may be nothing in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

But in Qin Yuanqing's eyes, it is not much lower than him.

It would be nice to have some relationship with this noble woman of Mohism.

"This is between me and my master. What's the matter with you?" Mo Yanyu said coldly.

Qin Yuanqing's face is black and becomes the bottom of the pot.

I'm especially concerned about you. How can I turn against me?

Qin Yuanqing was completely speechless.

So is Ling Yuan and so is mo Yanyu.

Is he too annoying? How can everyone treat him like this?

At this time, Ling Yuan turned to Jun Xiaoyao and said coldly.

"How does it feel to be gentle?"

You are carefree and speechless.

Is this the vinegar jar overturned?

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