Chapter 417

"We all have our own way of living, and I'm just loyal to my heart."

Jiaowu knows in her heart that what muyunxuan wants to know is the way to enter the forbidden area of the witch clan. Even if she dies, she will not tell him. Jiaowu's eyes are determined to look at him.

Mu Yunxuan's eyes like a cold ghost staring at her, as if full of bad intentions, see the eyes of jiaowu, also understand the idea of jiaowu.

Jiao Wu is aware of this strange look, follow the feeling to see, on the eyes of Mu Yunxuan, she smiles at each other.

This smile is * naked provocation in Mu Yunxuan's eyes.

But mu Yunxuan is no one else. He is more angry than anyone else.

"Is it? There are many ways for you to talk about the breath screen. Do you want to speak out about the existence of the breath screen, or do you want your son to come with the soul devouring spirit to let you speak and say more about the witch clan? "

Mu Yunxuan's tone is light, as if to say another thing that has nothing to do with him.

Hearing the three words of soul swallowing spirit, Jiao Wu's body trembled obviously. She knew that it was a very ancient artifact. It would be in the hands of a five-year-old baby in Suqi. It really made the world fall down!

"Does the famous Cloud City master like to play tricks secretly? With such a despicable way to deal with me, a weak woman

"I'm not a saint. I'll make more despicable means to deal with people like you who want to hurt my family. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

It's clear that the eyes are calm and calm.

"I'll give you another night, Qingfeng. If she doesn't say so, I'll kill her tomorrow night."

Mu Yunxuan said coldly, I can't find the news here. Are there six witches still alive?

"Yes, Lord."

Green maple nodded.

Mu Yun Xuan turns around and goes out, he is afraid to come out for a long time, Mo son wakes up to see him can't worry.

Sure enough, muyunxuan just entered the door and saw Su Zimo sitting up from the quilt.

"Yunxuan, where did you go without sleeping at night?"

Su Zimo looks at Mu Yunxuan sleepily.

Mu Yun Xuan approached, she frowned and wrinkled her nose, "how a musty smell?"

Mu Yunxuan raised his hand and smelled it. He knew there would be a smell.

"Mo'er, the person who wants to kill you in my sister's room during the day is jiaowu beside Geng sangyao. I caught her as soon as she came out of the palace. There is a kind of fire spirit stone called breath screen in the forbidden area of the witch clan. There may be one on jiaowu's body. I tell Qingfeng that if she doesn't hand it in tomorrow night, Qingfeng will kill her. She is a sorcerer, and her accomplishments are not low, which is the peak of the holy metaphysical period Because it's just a disaster to keep it

"Yunxuan, we have revenge. We can't kill all the witch people. We can trample them under our feet in other ways. Sometimes, it's easy to die, but it's painful to live."

Su Zimo's voice is clear and cold, not that kind of gentle woman's gentleness like water, but at the moment it is like the softest water, gently wrapping muyunxuan's heart, gently brushing his heart, Mu Yunxuan's eyes become more and more soft.

Su Zimo also looked at him, two people looked at each other with a smile.

The temperature in the room gradually increased. The atmosphere began to change.

Mu Yunxuan gently close to Mu Yunxuan, Su Zimo blinked, "Yunxuan, you have a big musty smell, go and wash it."

Fierce, Mu Yunxuan is like being poured a basin of cold water from the beginning, full of enthusiasm instantly disappeared.

"Mo'er."

Mu Yunxuan looked at her wrongly.

"If you don't have a bath, you won't have to go to the couch tonight."

Su Zimo finished, the body slipped into the quilt, she can feel his body soft, sleepy also gradually hit.

Mu Yunxuan a look at her appearance, quickly to the inside.

When I was sleeping in a daze, I felt cold behind me.

Su purple Mo frown, low breath, and then fell into the cold arms, mature man's breath instantly shrouded her.

After cool, it was hot again. She felt both extreme feelings in him.

Su Zimo heart tip trembles, pushed Mu cloud Xuan, she is now very sleepy, soft body has no strength.

Mu Yunxuan hugs her from behind and makes her closer to himself.

"Mo'er."

Mu Yunxuan's voice in her ears, dull, sexy, unspeakable provocative.

Holding the beloved in his arms, muyunxuan only felt that his empty heart was instantly filled. He wanted to say something to her, but when she was sleeping, he might not hear anything. Finally, he simply lowered his head and kissed her.

Drunk Yunju, the third floor of the private room, on the table, burning with bursts of fragrance incense.

This night light cold drink wine as desired.

After three rounds of wine, the night is light and cold and a little drunk."Shaofeng, do you know? People like Geng sangyao, who have gone through countless swords and swords from the lower level, have been treacherous. Their eyes are so fierce that they are as good as foxes. The city hall is more unfathomable than the black hole. Can we win her calculations and tricks? "

Night light cold tone with a lot of drunkenness. The eyes are also a little hazy.

Murong Shaofeng looked at him, clear and shallow, not too much emotional ups and downs.

The tone of quiet said: "the car to the front of the mountain, there must be a road, confusion together, peace of mind."

"Ha ha!" Night light cold seems to be helpless smile.

"Shaofeng, I'm worried about breaking my intestines, and you said it with a clear mind."

"Peace of mind is a kind of peace of mind, just like life is always made up of little things. You are not the only one who is suffering from all the pain, and things are turning better. Why should you worry alone?"

Murong Shaofeng raised his cup and sipped it gently. His posture was lazy and comfortable.

Night light cold drunk eyes dim look at Murong Shaofeng.

Lips corner bitter smile, Shaofeng, if you know the result of Mo Mo, you will smile so calm, will you still be so calm?

"You are right! It's difficult. As long as you don't write to me, the bright future will be tomorrow. Come on, Shaofeng, do this cup. "

Night light cold says aloud, raise a cup to touch Murong Shaofeng's wine cup in the hand.

Murong Shaofeng light smile, no voice, a look up, pour all the wine into the mouth, spicy taste but let him incomparable enjoyment.

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