When the hurricane hit, when Jun Bingwu wanted to withdraw and dodge, it was too late.

The body flew backwards uncontrollably, hitting Jian's hard chest, and she grinned in pain.

Obviously, he could get out of it when he saw it, but he fell short, and Jun Bingwu had an urge to scold.

But when she raised her eyes, she bumped into a pair of cold and cold eyes, dark and deep, with boundless anger, as if they wanted to devour her.

Jun Bingwu only felt a chill jump up his back, and his arrogant arrogance softened slightly.

Mo Huang's gaze locked on her, and his face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

Mo Huang has always been an unfathomable man, and his joy and anger have almost become synonymous with him, but in the face of Jun Bingwu, he has broken his skills again and again.

Anger burns the plains.

He had expected that she would be angry about the wedding, so he deliberately avoided her for two days to calm her down.

As a result, she was good, calm down, calmed down, but after calming down, she dared to plan for him to escape, if he hadn't come in time, it was estimated that ......

This damn woman!

Depend on!

She's dead.

Running away and being caught, Jun Bingwu's heart was weak for two seconds, but remembering that it was someone's fault, she quickly turned cold again, and coldly drank two words to the man who imprisoned her waist: "Let go!" ”

All the guards next to her felt that she was dead, and she dared to speak to their palace master in such an ordered tone, she was really impatient.

But what everyone didn't expect was that their palace master would really be obedient and let go of the iron arm around Jun Bingwu's waist.

This time, it wasn't just the guards next to him who were surprised, but even Jun Bingwu raised his eyebrows.

This bastard, would he really be so obedient?

Sure enough, the next moment, Mo Huang suddenly lowered his waist and picked her up.

Jun Bingwu exclaimed, she wanted to push him away fiercely, but then she felt that with the difference in their strength, she probably couldn't push him away, and even if she pushed away, she would be on all fours.

After quickly thinking about it, Jun Bingwu wrapped his neck around him very sensibly, so as not to fall down by himself.

But this posture still made her uncomfortable.

The princess hugs, how could she have been hugged like this?

Glancing at them mercilessly and silently, he saluted, and flew away with great discernment, not being a light bulb here.

He beckoned away to the stunned group of guards next to him.

"Mo ......" Jun Bingwu was about to speak, but Mo Huang glanced at her coldly, not giving her a chance to speak.

In the flickering of their figures, the two of them had turned into a white light and headed towards their new house.

Inside the palace.

Mo Huang sat on the main seat, Jun Bingwu was pulled by him hard, sitting on his lap, unable to break free.

This posture is really ambiguous.

And on the ground below them, trembling, a great crowd of people knelt tremblingly, and fell humbly, and lost their wife, a crime that was enough for them to die without a place to be buried.

Mo Huang just glanced at them coldly: "Deal with it according to the rules." ”

As soon as the five words came out, the faces of everyone kneeling turned pale in an instant, but they didn't dare to disobey, because that would only make them die more miserably.

Jun Bingwu watched coldly as those people's faces turned from pale to dead, without a trace of expression.

"Wait!" But just as the men were about to go out, she spoke.

She looked at Mo Huang and sneered, a little cold and ruthless: "The palace master who kills chickens and monkeys is still provincial, I don't eat this set, what does their life and death have to do with me?" ”

Mo Huang's slender and beautiful fingers picked up the one next to him, and his eyes fell on the few tea leaves floating in the tea, and he was a little sarcastic: "Then why does the lady open her mouth to intercede for them?" ”

Jun Bingwu was choked by him, her face became even heavier, and after a moment, she sneered: "I just want to remind the palace master that with the strength of the palace master, it is easy to win the world, but ...... Only benevolent people can sit firmly in the world. ”

"Benevolent?" Mo Huang bit these two words and smiled even more sarcastically, "Madame, don't you think, they deserved to die?" ”

Jun Bingwu pursed her lips and was silent.

She knew what Mo Huang meant, if she killed these people, if she wanted to escape in the future, she also had to weigh how many people would die because of her actions.

She knows even more that human life is nothing in the eyes of this man.

Mo Huang elegantly handed her the teacup in his hand, and the temperature of the tea in the cup was just right: "Madame has been running for so long, she should be thirsty, this is Biluochun, who has just paid tribute, and you have always liked it the most." ”

There was a hint of cracking in the frozen expression, and even a gentle smile was revealed, but the danger emanating from this smile made everyone creepy.

The two masters faced each other, but a large group of people who retreated to the door were neither retreating nor staying, and they were in a dilemma.

The line of life and death, their lives, are all in the hands of the two uncertain masters above.

"What do you want?" When it comes to this, Jun Bingwu simply gets straight to the point.

"It depends on what Madame is willing to do." Mo Huang leisurely put down the teacup in his hand, and his slender fingers gently pointed at his impeccable lips.

That means it couldn't be more obvious.

Jun Bingwu has no movement.

She's resisting, rejecting.

Mo Huang's expression gradually turned cold, and between his eyebrows and eyes, there was a ruthless coldness: "Go down, deal with it according to the rules." ”

"Slave...... The slave and the maid obeyed. Jun Bingwu heard the maid's trembling voice.

Her eyes froze.

"Wait! Since the palace master gave them to me, then they are my people, and no one is qualified to deal with them except me. ”

"Naturally, it also includes the palace master." Jun Bingwu smiled, there was a hint of arrogance and domineering from her eyes, and when Mo Huang didn't speak, she turned her head and looked at those people: "You guys go down." ”

When she said this, there was always a bit of a big rebellion, and everyone felt that this girl must be the first and last who dared to refute their palace master like this.

But without Mo Huang's approval, those people still didn't dare to move, Mo Huang raised his eyes and glanced at the woman who refuted him vigorously, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

This time, there was a real smile.

"Don't take it as an example." His voice is unfazed for 10,000 years.

The maids got the **** and hurriedly retreated with great gratitude.

Jun Bingwu's eyes stared at the slowly closing door, and his dark eyes deepened.

After a round of turns, she finally came back here.

Mo Huang hugged her, swept around the room, and laughed softly: "Madame is quite satisfied with this?" ”

Jun Bingwu's eyes flickered, looking at the layout of this new house.

Here, it is very similar to the original Fengluan Palace.

Fengluan Palace, which belongs to them.

"Satisfied." She smiled back, her eyes wandering around, but she didn't look at him.

It's just that......

"If you are satisfied, why is Madame unwilling to stay?" Mo Huang was dissatisfied with her evasion, and his long fingers pinched her jaw, forcing her to look at him.