The woman is dressed in a green dress and plain skirt, and her appearance is pure and beautiful. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info man is an old dragon clock, a face full of bones like a dead tree, lifeless.

These two people are Nangong Yulian and Nangong Mu, who "have nothing to do with them".

And the one who opened his mouth was Nangong Mu.

"Zhuo'er, I watched your father grow up and watched you grow up, when did you become so ignorant? Is it worth it just for a woman?

You must know that as a monarch, you should focus on the overall situation. How can you inherit the throne of the Great Calendar Kingdom?

Hey, you still have a lot of ways to go compared to Chu'er.

The old man heard about the Sun family. This is a major matter of the country, and no veteran can be wronged.

In this matter, I think it is better to escort them back first and hand them over to your emperor's uncle to deal with. ”

Nangong Mu waved his hand, his face was high.

Well, really good.

When something happened, the dignified Protector Spirit King, said: I'm old, I don't want to ask about mundane things, let the soldiers use their lives to pave the way for victory, and let Feng Xingying, a small great spirit master, fight with six Xuan Ling masters.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be the business of your protector spirit king?

Okay, you refuse, you give up your responsibility, you just want to accompany your granddaughter to marry to Tianyu Kingdom, we have nothing to say.

Then you just go obediently.

Then what do you mean by coming out and talking nonsense again?

is also a Zhuo'er, relying on the old and selling the old!

The Nangong family, being able to produce such a shameless Protector Spirit King, made Nangong Zhuo so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

But his strength, even if he adds the guards around him, is not Nangong Mu's opponent.

He had to endure it!

Nangong Zhuo's hand in the wheelchair was already bleeding.

Nangong Ling always pressed his hand, signaling him not to act rashly.

"Snort. ”

Laughter came from outside the tent.

Again, a man and a woman walked in side by side.

It's just that the two of them this time are much more eye-catching than the two who came in just now.

The man's body is long, handsome as the wind, and perfect to the point of jealousy, with a hint of disdain on his face. The slightly raised corners of the lips give people an indescribable coldness.

And the girl beside him was wearing a lilac gauze skirt, embroidered with a delicate and flamboyant iris pattern on the skirt, and she was also draped in an ink-colored Tianling silk cloak that was obviously one size larger.

is obviously a large male model, and when it is put on her, there is an indescribable handsomeness.

The man's eyes didn't seem to have room for anything, but when I looked at the woman next to me with a slight sideways face, there was starlight in my eyes.

The two of them are naturally Qin Molin and Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying has said many times, she is not cold, she is not cold, she is not cold, but Qin Molin just didn't listen to her explanation, and only gave her two choices: either put it on, or I will hold you.

Feng Xingying wisely chose the former.

If she had been holding him, what face would she have to see!

He must have done it on purpose, would he Qin Molin not know these basic common sense?

Feng Xingying is only an ice spirit, and his body will be cold, this is common sense! It's not like wearing an extra piece of clothing to warm up! Even if you hold it, you can't.

Anyway, that's how it is now.

Feng Xingying simply resigned himself not to think about the cloak.

I don't think about it, because she wears Qin Molin's cloak, which shows that she is his sovereignty.

Now the important thing is Nangong Mu!

Feng Xingying didn't look at Nangong Mu, but turned his head and looked at Qin Molin with a smile:

"Is this just the case with your Leng Wangfu, no one dares to stand up after being bullied to the head. ”