Chapter 1490： Force Chen Fan away

"Master, listening to your words today is worth the thousand years of cultivation in Qianmo."

At the Yueyue Emperor Palace, Leng Qianmo's eyes were blurred, and his face was already red.

At this moment, she and Ling Xiao were almost clinging to each other, rubbing their ears, laughing and panting from time to time.

"Qian Mo is very praised, this wine... is very good."

Ling Xiao shook his head and chuckled, always maintaining his demeanor.

"I have arranged a bedroom for the son. The son can go to take a bath first. Later... Qian Mo still has any questions to ask the son."

Leng Qianmo leaned into Ling Xiao's ear and said softly.

"Okay."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, got up and walked towards the apse.

Ye Qingchan, Su Yan and the others were led by other maids to another hall.

"You all go down."

It wasn't until the crowd walked away that Leng Qianmo waved his hand and dismissed the crowd.

Soon, the entire imperial palace was left with Leng Qianmo, Leng Ruyi, and... Chen Fan.

At this moment, the Son of Destiny had already guessed Leng Qianmo's intention, but his face calmed down.

To be honest, before his memory awakened, he was just an ordinary scholar with no cultivation.

It was a great honor for him to be chosen by Empress Yueyue as her husband.

Happy King, a happy life can be considered complete.

But as he accidentally got the bronze shard and awakened his memory, he was actually not as humble as before.

His immortal path was longer than Leng Qianmo, and even Ling Xiao, the upper realm, could not compare with him at all.

"Chen Fan..."

"I know what you want to say, but Leng Qianmo, you have figured it out."

Chen Fan picked up a glass of immortal brew on the table and took a sip.

For Leng Qianmo, he is not deeply in love, and certainly not without feelings.

It's just that this feeling of being looked down upon is very uncomfortable.

"Presumptuous! You, a little scholar, dare to call the Empress by her name, come here, drag me out, and behead!"

Leng Ruyi frowned slightly, Chen Fan's attitude at this time really made her a little incomprehensible.

However, I couldn't understand, I couldn't understand, so I took the opportunity to cut a hundred.

She was worrying about how to get rid of this burden, but she didn't expect him to kill himself.

"Grandma the emperor."

Leng Qianmo sighed lightly, waved to stop the two guards who came from outside the hall, and shook his head slightly.

although!

She also didn't know where Chen Fan had the confidence to speak to her like this.

However, since he was in Shuhai City, Leng Qianmo felt that he had changed.

This kind of change once made her see hope, but it was finally shattered.

"Chen Fan, I know you are angry, but... Young Master Ling Xiao saved me Yaoyue Ancient Dynasty, and I have to repay this kindness."

"Oh, I'll only say it once, Leng Qianmo, you and I are married, don't be played with."

Chen Fan shook his head and suddenly got up and walked outside the hall.

From the actions of Leng Qianmo and Leng Ruyi just now, Chen Fan realized his fate.

The grandson and grandson obviously wanted to hug Ling Xiao's thigh.

After all, he was with Leng Qianmo and his wife, and even if he was angry in his heart, it would be difficult for him to take action against her.

What's more, what really hurts a person is never death, but remorse.

Leng Qianmo, you should have had the opportunity to become the most famous woman in Kyushu and even Jiutian.

But you happen to be blinded by illusions.

Although Ling Xiao's combat power is indeed shocking.

However, in him, Chen Fan could feel an instinctive resistance.

Beneath this young man's gentle appearance, there must be other secrets hidden.

"Today, your husband and I will end our friendship, and we will have nothing to do with each other in the future."

Chen Fan stood at the gate of the palace and pondered for a moment, but in the end he never looked back.

"Humph! I don't know how high the sky is, I really don't know where he got the courage."

Leng Ruyi gritted her teeth fiercely, the killing intent in her eyes never concealed.

"Qian Mo, since he is so ignorant, why not just..."

"Grandma Huangzu, after all, I have lost to him, so... let him go."

The drunkenness on Leng Qianmo's face had long since dissipated, and he was a little dazed at this time.

Just as Chen Fan walked out of the hall, she suddenly felt a little reluctant in her heart.

It's your choice, right?

"Hmph, this kid is lucky, Qian Mo, what are you still doing, Young Master Ling Xiao must have been waiting a long time ago."

There was a smile on Leng Ruyi's mouth, and she looked at Leng Qianmo with deep eyes, "Remember what I said to you? In any case, don't be shy, if you can get pregnant with Ling family blood, come when…"

"Grandma Emperor!"

Leng Qianmo blushed, turned and walked towards the apse.

At this time, in the apse.

Ling Xiao leaned against a spiritual pond with his upper body naked, his eyes slightly closed, and there was no expression on his face.

He could feel that Chen Fan's breath had left the imperial palace.

In other words, the Son of Destiny had already embarked on a journey to find the relics of Sin Immortals at this time.

Let us bless him.

Ling Xiao had specifically asked Hua Xun before, what was the aura on Chen Fan's body.

However, with Hua Xun's talent, he only felt that this breath was exactly the same as that of bronze fragments, and it was derived from the power of the soul, and the other...

But in any case, Chen Fan's origin must be closely related to the ruins of the sin immortal.

And Ling Xiao only needs to create a little hatred for him and force him out of the Yaoyue Ancient Dynasty, and then he can set foot on this... new road of no return.

"Son..."

Outside the hall, Leng Qianmo's voice came.

Ling Xiao's eyes were playful, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Come in."

"Squeak."

The door of the hall opened, Leng Qianmo looked at the figure lying in the Lingchi, a haze suddenly appeared on the pretty face.

But, she came here today to serve Ling Xiao and try to get the pity of this upper realm son.

Therefore, after a brief period of coyness, Leng Qianmo boldly walked up to Ling Xiao.

"Young master, ask Qian Mo to serve you and take a bath."

"This... is not good?"

Ling Xiao smiled playfully, but his heart was not disturbed.

To be honest, Leng Qianmo's appearance is considered the top of Kyushu.

It's just that her template is destined to not arouse Ling Xiao's interest at all.

Whether it is Qin Wushuang or Gu Chaoci, they are all empresses of one dynasty, and they have power over the world.

And compared to the two women, Leng Qianmo is really... too mediocre.

"Whoa."

With the sound of entering the water, Leng Qianmo took off his imperial robe and boots and stepped into the pool gently.

At this time, she was still wearing a white lining, but when she was lying in the water and gently kneading Ling Xiao's shoulders, the white clothes on her body instantly turned transparent, and the blue silk was wet.

The pair of weak and boneless jade hands gently walked over Ling Xiao's body, kneading and removing his fatigue.

"Many thanks to your son for saving me Yaoyue from the disaster. Qian Mo can't repay it. Tonight... let the son call you."