"Princess." A soft voice came out, expecting AI. "Shall we go back now?"
"No!" Princess Luo Cha's face was like the face of Ding Da's master, who was fighting to the end
"My subordinates found out that the saint left the headquarters of the demon sect a few days ago and went to the forest of Xuan beast."
"It must be the little bitch who has lost sight of the elder brother, so he refuses to accept my advances." Princess Luo Cha said angrily, "go, go to the forest of Xuan beast and meet this little bitch."
The female subordinates looked at Princess Luo Cha with speechless eyes and followed her up silently.
In fact, the princess has been chasing the dean for so many days. Why did the Dean ever take her to heart? This is a clear refusal!
Princess Luo Cha, with a gorgeous little face, suddenly asked, "how many days has my snake gone?"
The female subordinates quickly said, "since you sent him to Beilan city last time to find the spirit instrument, you have never come back..."
"It's been a long time..."
Princess Luo Cha shook her sleeves angrily, "hateful! Everything is against me! "
The female subordinates dare not speak any more and leave in a hurry with her.
-- the dividing line of my lotus -
a low-key and simple line of carriages and horses came out of Honghai temple and headed for the palace.
Mo Lian leaned on the brocade beside the window, supported her head with one hand, and gently rubbed it.
The repair and reconstruction of Ningping tower is still smooth. According to the normal speed, it can be completed within one year.
Without these distractions, I feel more relaxed.
Only when his little princess comes back safely, will she be able to get married happily.
Thinking of this, Prince Mo's lips are slightly raised, with a faint smile on his eyebrows and eyes.
Don't know if the little guy is happy playing in the secret place?
"Whoosh!" A light noise.
Prince Mo squinted his eyes and turned his head slightly to one side, but saw a short arrow suddenly passing through the thick curtain and nailing it to the window lattice.
The tail of the arrow quivered slightly, and a bright yellow silk cloth was wrapped around the arrow.
"Who is it!" The guards outside shouted angrily and pulled out their swords.
The return wind hastily opened the curtain and called "Your Highness".
"Nothing." Prince Mo shook his head lightly.
Huifeng hurriedly bowed, boarded the car, took out the bright yellow silk cloth tied on the window lattice for Prince Mo, and handed it to the prince.
The prince only glanced at it, and then glanced at the signature on the silk cloth: "Ding Ding Ding".
Then his face suddenly turned cold. Without saying anything, he went out of the carriage and hurried in one direction.
"Your Highness!" Huifeng and others changed their faces and hurriedly followed them.
As soon as a group of people turned the corner, they saw dozens of men wearing blue fanged masks pouncing on each other. As soon as the two sides met, they began to fight each other on the spot.
The prince's figure, however, floated like a blue smoke to an arch bridge.
This small stone arch bridge has a very high slope. In the center of the slope, there is a long figure of enchanting purple standing.
"Dingdingding." Mo Lian looked at the figure in front of her coldly.
"Well, it's me." The man turned around and showed a Maitreya like smile. He looked very kind.
But this smiling face, with his whole body murderous spirit, really does not deserve at all.
Naturally, Mo Lian would not be foolish to think that this is Ding Ding's true face.
"You are here to die." With a sneer, Prince Mo's eyes fell on him.