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It's really quick to win or lose!

Moze breathes heavily. If he really doesn't play tricks with his strength, he admits that he is not the opponent of Xiao Mo, even though he is suffering from internal injury now.

In fact, they are a little similar. They can't use all their internal forces. There are some things he has to admit. His body has limits.

Su jiu'er slowly walks to Moze and looks at Xiao Mo with a smile. Finger light talk, with an internal force sealed each other's acupoint door, slightly expressed an apology, said: "my child some mischievous, just duel some mischief, seal your acupoint is for you...".

Sealing people's acupoints, but not sealing their voice, still don't want to rest.

Xiao Mo only feels humiliated and looks like Su jiu'er is the same age as him. A child doesn't want to say anything, but a woman can easily restrain him. Does it mean that he has to admit that he is nothing?

"Nan Huang, I'm really open-minded..." Qi Chenyun burst out laughing. What he could see with his eyesight was that it was a small game set by Su jiuer. However, it was obvious that this time he gave the other party a chance. It seemed that he also considered the identity of the other party.

I haven't seen him for many years. He doesn't know what Su jiuer's card is. But now look at her a pair of children so excellent, also need not scruple what.

He wanted to make a big deal, but it was obvious that the God of war would not be on his side. As for the state of Chu, the kindness of those eyes must be paid back.

Now the forces he fostered in Qi are still in danger, so we must control the situation when necessary.

Pointing gesture, Su jiu'er coldly raised his eyelids. Birds of a feather flock together. No matter where they are, some people like this kind of boring conversation.

She prefers to take a stand directly than to say something behind her back. This Xiao Mo, they are not destined to be friends, but now it is not time to completely tear their faces.

After the party, there will be a hunting trip. If you want to come to the hunting ground, it's the place to solve the party's enmity. You can easily get to the goal by making a random bet or a black hand.

Singing and dancing make the party lively again, as if it was just a harmless farce at the beginning.

Su jiu'er frowned slightly, even if it was so noisy, it didn't lead to the result she wanted. Although the stratagem is easy to use, it can't be shaken in the face of absolute strength.

For some time after su jiu'er sealed the acupoints, Xiao Mo was so resentful that he vomited a mouthful of blood for the first time.

In recent days, the number of injuries and hematemesis is really more than many, a pair of children and a girl, one by one did not regard him as an opponent, it's really great. He will never forget such humiliation, and he will also remember the perfunctory actions of the king of Qi. When he leads his army to break through here, he will surely return them a hundred times.

After a long banquet, Mo Xin'er only felt that his eyelids were fighting. For song and dance, it can only be said that it looks flat, but it can't say what's bad, but it can't say what's good. It doesn't have the feeling of making people move at a glance.

"Oh, the little girl around Wang Ye is really pretty..."

I don't know who put forward a sentence, Mo Xin'er suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight body, this is instinctive intuition, someone is deliberately aiming at her.

This clever Mo Xuan also has to face up to treat, here, someone dare to challenge him. The sudden appearance of a breath reminds him that there are many interesting people in this palace in recent years.

Sleeping for a few years can be regarded as death? Mo Xuan low eyebrow shallow smile, the cup in the hand turned a few circles to put back on the table, with the very near cool tone scold a way: "presumptuous, this king's person is you can judge?".

The strong internal force almost instantly locked the hidden figure in the crowd, and the cold breath spread from the soles of the feet to the heart.

Is it because of their own strength or because of their personality that they are so reckless?

Can a generation of God of war live such a happy life as a minister or a king? Su jiuer held up a glass of wine to drink, and she hardly felt so happy in the past few years in her memory. Whether it is the priest demon night or her group of subordinates, even her own have been extremely depressed.

All her wishes seem to be turned into the invisible burden. She is a king, a king who can't live for herself.

Demon night said that living is a kind of debt, although Su jiu'er can't fully admit this, she can't deny it, otherwise how can she stay in Nanhuang.

To cover up the bitterness of her heart, Su jiuer reorganizes her mind. It's always rumored that the king Mo is more powerful than she imagined. For those who were seriously injured a few days ago, who would have thought of such a decisive decision!

No Yan mentioned the spirit, who do not see the play can not but see the ink Lord's play, right? He thought he would defend the little girl, but he didn't think he would be so direct.

In the past, the one who had to think twice about what he did, but now he has changed his sex?

Sometimes change means some decisions, and Wuyan has to observe Moxuan carefully. The two of them have always been equal. The only thing that made him feel defeated was that he knew Su Qingjiu a little later. Now, however, this seems to be OK.Pink shadow gradually reflected in the eyes of many people, many people see the real face, surprised. Those who have watched the banquet dance will know this woman, the leader of the group dance.

Carefully changing the frequency of breathing, lianxing'er stood shrinking and did not dare to look up. She dare not and ink Xuan eyes relative, camouflage is what she is good at, but in front of it is useless.

Under this banquet, there is no possibility of getting away from being detained on the spot. This is just a promotion task for her. The promised reward has not been received. There is no reason to lose her life.

The atmosphere is deadlocked, and everyone feels that the king of ink is unjustifiable. A weak woman, no matter what her original intention is, expresses the king's disrespect for the emperor on the one hand.

If you don't speak, how can a minister go beyond his power?

Lianxing'er is just weeping carefully, not daring to say more. At this banquet, there are many people who are more intelligent than her. If you make a mistake, you can't go back.

Mo Xuan is not in a hurry to open his mouth. He can wait for this. Whether a woman speaks or not, he knows why.

It's also a coincidence that after many years of calm, he has forgotten the existence. But when the woman appeared in front of him, he remembered everything.

I don't know if there is such an interesting thing in the world. The assassin of his own sect wants to make trouble for his sect leader. He knows who hired them when he thinks about it.

Qi Chenyun gritted his teeth. When Qi came to his generation, it was full of disasters and all things went wrong.

"What do you mean, Lord Mo?" Qi Chenyun opened his mouth. He didn't want to pursue the dancer too much at the banquet. What did he mean by the face.

"On the surface, she is disrespectful to the king's people. Are you going to make the decision for me, emperor?" Mo Xuan throws the question to Qi Chenyun. He also wants to see how he treats him in front of the public after five years.

PS: try to write it, say something about ajiang's work now, design a small white one. Everyone who does design knows it. The off hours are not fixed