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Although he didn't know what Qing Yang said to Uncle Huang, Mu Qingyang's strange words and deeds at this time made Mu Ziding have a strange feeling. :7777772e766f6474772e636f6d

In his impression, Qing Yang has always been respectful of Uncle Huang, but now he has taken the initiative to stand in front of Uncle Huang.

The two of them still wanted to be playing dumb riddles, what did they mean by Qing Yang's sentence "Let's do it".

Before he had time to think about it, Mu Ziding had already appeared beside Mu Qingyang, and he pulled it behind him, and directly used his body to block the gap between Mu Qingyang and Mu Xuelun.

"What is Uncle Huang going to do" Although he has never been close to Mu Xuelun, but directly in front of him, this is the first time for Mu Ziding, and it is inevitable that he will be a little flustered.

"Hmph. What did this king do that you can't see yourself" Mu Xuelun snorted coldly, just glanced at Mu Ziding, and his eyes still returned to Mu Qingyang's body.

He also wanted to see how bold this "loyal general" was.

"Still, you can ask General Chungmu himself. Mu Xuelun suddenly turned his words around and pointed the finger at Mu Qingyang.

"Qingyang" Mu Ziding subconsciously turned his head and looked at Mu Qingyang, who was so calm.

"You get out of the way, one person does things, one person does, his head falls off but there is a big scar, and after eighteen years, he will be a good man again" Mu Qingyang pulled the curtain behind him, and stood in front of him again, looking like he was looking at death.

As she spoke, she patted her chest hard, but she used too much force and accidentally coughed dryly.

Mu Qingyang remembered that the heroes and heroes in the film and television dramas she watched before seemed to do this, so she said this, at this time, her imitation so vividly should have a bit of spirit.

Suddenly, there was a trace of thought in her mind, I don't know if she will return to her old era if she "dies".

"What does the Seventh Prince think," Mu Xue Lun swept Mu Qingyang with his residual light, and behind him was already a curtain with a blue face.

"I can't see that General Zhongwu can see through life and death so much at such a young age. Mu Xuelun was like a word of approval, but it was extremely harsh to Mu Qingyang and Mu Ziding.

"The failure of the mission carried out by General Chungmu should have been to fulfill his promise, not to mention the failure of the mission proposed by the general himself at the beginning. He continued, one sentence at a time.

At this time, Mu Ziding already understood in his heart, he felt a cold sweat on his body, he never thought that Qing Yang would say such a wordless words.

Is that head a casual way to bring up?

"But," King Chen looked at Mu Qingyang meaningfully.

"Now General Zhongwu's head, let's put it here for the time being. Mu Xuelun lowered his eyes, stretched out his finger and poked Mu Qingyang's forehead, which was already covered with beads of sweat.

Mu Qingyang couldn't feel the slightest temperature in his fingers, but his head leaned back with that considerable strength.

"Stay here" She was in a trance for a while, did she mean not to kill her, did she mean to spare her life

Mu Qingyang seemed to be in a dream, and the huge change in the development of events in front of her made her a little incredulous.

Just when she was stunned, Mu Xuelun's final sentence pulled the distracted Mu Qingyang back to reality.

"It's just temporary, it's timely. King Chen let out a cold voice, bypassing Mu Qingyang and Mu Ziding and walking in the direction of the carriage

Recalling this, Mu Qingyang subconsciously reached out and touched his neck, and a cold feeling went straight to the bottom of his heart from his fingertips.

This head of his own, as if it is already King Chen's, is probably like this