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"Hurry up and go......" As the words fell, a whip hit Mo Li. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mo Li subconsciously grabbed the whip and pulled it over.

"The slave of the dead country still dares to be so strong, do you still think that you are a high prince?"

As he spoke, the soldier who had snatched the whip beckoned to his companions, and a group of obscene-looking people surrounded him.

"The world says that Xianbei people are good colors, and Xianbei women are gifts that adults compete for, and now it seems that men are not bad."

"I don't know if our brother has the opportunity to try it."

The soldiers' words were obscene, and their expressions were even more unbearable.

Mo Li frowned, from the words of these soldiers, it was known that this time she had become a man again, and she was still a prince before.

Man, she doesn't want to be transgender.

Just when Mo Li couldn't bear it anymore, a figure with a good figure was placed in front of her.

"Please, spare my brother......" The woman's voice was mournful, indescribably pathetic.

The country was ruined overnight, and she and her younger brother became slaves and were slaughtered by others, how sad.

Brother?

It seems that the person who spoke was the sister of the original owner.

"Sister." Mo Li pulled the beautiful girl behind her, and for these lust-obsessed people, the desire would only increase the pleasure in their hearts, and it would not help.

Just look at the naked eyes of the soldiers looking at the girl.

Mo Li looked at the bloodstained whip in his hand with disgust, it was really dirty, and he didn't know how many slaves killed the fish under the whip's scolding.

"You're just a few little soldiers. Even if this prince is ruined and the family is ruined, he is still a noble status, and only Emperor Qin can be disposed of if he becomes a slave, as for you, if you dare to touch my hair, I am afraid that it will die faster than this prince. ”

"Either get acquainted, or you go see Hades now."

Mo Li hooked the corners of her lips, and she found that the physical fitness of the original owner was not bad, although she was young, but she had practiced it before.

She is especially satisfied with this, even if she is a man, if she is still a soft-footed shrimp, she is afraid that she will go crazy.

"Acquaintance? Brothers, let this little prince see what our brothers are capable of. ”

Mo Li's words were not a deterrent to a few people, and it was normal for them to die a few slaves on the way back to Beijing, the journey was far away, they slept in the open air, and a few slaves died.

Mo Li sneered, she really didn't cry when she saw the coffin.

Mo Li herself has learned soft whips, so wielding the whip is even more handy.

The people who were clamoring to be happy just now are now falling to the ground crying and calling their fathers and mothers.

"You stinky boy, you're trying to rebel."

I saw that the person who had been whipped by Moli at the beginning was shouting loudly as he spoke, wanting to alarm the army in front.

Mo Li sat down cross-legged and looked at the ugliness of the soldiers.

Sure enough, after a while, a few soldiers in armor came in front, and they were killed with iron and blood, which was far from being comparable to these few ruffians who watched slaves.

"Who's making trouble?" The speaker spoke with a cold voice in his voice.

"The little general must be the master for us, this Murong Chong wants to rebel and insult the saint."

Before Mo Li could speak, the few people who were beaten by Mo Li and lay on the ground rushed to defend themselves.

Mo Li just smiled faintly, and she realized that the person who spoke was really a living treasure.

She felt that even if she didn't accept the plot, she would be able to guess anything.

is named Murong Chong, and he is still a prince, who else can he be except for the one who went from the prince to the **, from the ** to the emperor.

"Little General, I don't know if I can say a word."

Mo Li threw the whip on the ground, frowned, and asked.

"Say."

The little general's voice did not fluctuate at all, and it was still as indifferent as Fang Cai, and in his eyes, these slaves were like ants.

"Didn't your Emperor of Great Qin say that he wanted to treat the royal family members of Great Yan? My sister and I are the emperor's concubines of Dayan Zheng'er, even if we are now slaves, not everyone can blaspheme. ”

"What do you think?"

Mo Li's voice was unhurried, with a faint smile, and there was not the slightest nervousness to be heard.

Indeed, Mo Li was not nervous at all.

For her, it's a big deal to leave with Princess Qinghe, find a deep mountain and old forest to practice for ten or eight years, and then take revenge when she is successful.

For a person who has been in the cultivation realm and the immortal cultivation realm, ten or eight years is really not worth mentioning.

The little general glanced at Mo Li coldly, then nodded stiffly, waved his hand, and grabbed the soldiers just now.

For this little general, whether it is Mo Li or these soldiers guarding the slaves, they are all ants, and there is no need to bother.

The prince of Yan Kingdom does have a point, so why not treat it well.

However, the princess and princess's alluring appearance is not too eye-catching.

It is already an indisputable fact that the emperor likes beauty, and it is common to fight in all directions and recruit a few people from slaves into the palace.

With the emperor's temperament, these two stunning sisters and brothers are definitely going to enter the palace.

Sister and brother serving the same king, it is really detrimental to the emperor's reputation for many years.

At this time, the little general was already planning how to get rid of Mo Li unconsciously.

A princess staying in the palace can also show the benevolence of the saint, but the two sisters and brothers must not.

There are all kinds of thoughts in my heart, but there is no emotion on my face.

Kill a hundred to make an example, in order to set an example, the little general's approach allowed Mo Li and Princess Qinghe to have a few days of peace.

However, there are more people who are secretly spying on Mo Li.

Of course, this can't hide from Mo Li, whose spiritual power has long been full, but in this case, knowing can only be regarded as not knowing.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity to be stable, Mo Li began to accept the plot, even if she guessed some, it was just her own guess.

The original owner is indeed Murong Chong, this task with a bit of pathos.

When he was young, he was beautiful, and at the age of ten, he was named the Great Sima, and then he was named the King of Zhongshan.

"My Murong clan is handsome, but from the perspective of Lone, the Phoenix Emperor is especially better."

"And the emperor's brother is so national, in Gu's opinion, this big Sima position belongs to you."

"The Phoenix Emperor is handsome and elegant, and he will become a great weapon in the future."

This is the great praise that Murong Chong has heard since he was a child, and it is a kind of system pathology in the mountains of praise.

The elegance of "judging people by appearance" originated in the Jin Dynasty and spread to the Yan Kingdom, which has gradually become one of the criteria for appointing talents.

No one knows that what he wants is not the color of the city and the mountains of praise, but the autumn wind and the blood of the men who fight on the battlefield.

Yan was defeated by the Qin army, the country was ruined, and he was in charge of the national military, but he never went out of Kyoto from beginning to end.