The atmosphere was momentarily low.

"Ha, ha, ha......" A hearty laugh broke the dull atmosphere at this time. King Chen had a bright face and smiled unscrupulously.

But this was originally a pleasant laughter, but when it reached Hua Lang's ears, it made the hairs on his whole body stand on end.

Mu Qingyang looked at King Chen inexplicably, and was "infected" by him, and couldn't help but smile.

He slammed his elbow against his waist.

"Don't you need to be so happy with just a 'bastard?!'" she said, but her mind began to run through it.

This kid must usually be choked by the "expectation" of King Nachen, or how can he be in such a state. Thinking about it, she naturally showed a heart-wrenching look, as if someone had abused her pet, and began to feel that this beautiful man had a sense of vulnerability, which made her feel very sorry. A desire to maintain is still rising.

Early in the morning, in the city of Water Moon, in the army. There was such a rare picture, the "Zhongwu General" Mu Qingyang, while pulling King Chen's sleeve and holding the arm of Lord Hua, appeared in people's field of vision. Along the way, many soldiers wanted to come forward to salute, but they were all suppressed by Hua Lang's cold eyes, and they retreated slightly. But in the end, this rare scene still provokes people to stop and watch and whisper.

On weekdays, the three men in the army who are known for their "coldness" and "coldness" used to make people cold and drop ice slag around them if they stood together.

But at this time, the "Zhongwu General" bent his eyebrows, King Chen hooked the corners of his lips, and he was draped in the morning and afternoon sun, which made people feel a little warm.

Suddenly, Mu Qingyang stopped. looked at the fork in the road in front of him, and then looked at the two handsome guys beside him: "How to go?"

Flower Lang Hanyan. It had long been expected that the general would not know the way. But he still walked forward.

"Whew......," he sighed, leading the way slightly.

"Goo... ......Coo" came an embarrassed voice behind him.

"General, but you haven't had breakfast yet?" Hua Lang thought that this morning must be the case when he saw the general in a hurry

"Breakfast?" she raised her voice: "That bastard sent someone to call me over early this morning, I was dragged out of the hot quilt by Mu Bing's kid, okay." I didn't even drink a sip of water, and I ...... it" Hua Lang's words immediately provoked her stomach full of complaints, like a river bursting its embankment, gushing endlessly.