And Nan Moyi and the city chief's weir are like no one, compared to Qiao You, who has been blown into a female ghost, and his head is covered with sand and broken leaves......

What a world of difference.

Not only are the two of them not in the slightest messy, but they don't even have the slightest sand and leaves on their bodies......

Nan Moyi stared at the long sword in his wrist tightly, his brows furrowed slightly.

Puff ......

What is the sound that something makes......

Puff, puff......

After listening for a while, Nan Moyi's face gradually fell silent.

The voice...... It seems to be ...... Heartbeat......

The heartbeat of the sword in his hand.

The place where Nan Moyi's palm was held was extremely hot, and bursts of sounds similar to heartbeats came from the bones, resounding in his mind, like a living species, desperately hustle, his anger......

At this time, the long sword in her hand was like a lion thirsty for blood......

Just wait for the prey to reach you, and then, slit its throat......

What kind of sword is this?!

Feeling the shocked gaze of Zicheng Pu and others, Nan Moyi slowly raised his head and stared at Zicheng Pu on the opposite side with a smile.

I swept up and down several times, and finally couldn't help but snort twice.

And the city chief, as always, didn't look at anyone, but stared at the long sword in Nan Moyi's hand, as if he was thinking about something.

When the wind and sand completely fell from mid-air, everyone turned their attention to Nan Moyi and the others.

The two of them turned out to be ...... Nothing at all?!

It's not just people who are fine, they have a little bit of sand on them...... There was not even a sign of being blown by the wind...... It's still neat, and the suave ones are still suave......

In other words, the gust of wind just now bypassed them......

Oh my God, this ...... This......

"Princess, you're covered in mud, do you want to change your clothes and fight me again?"

Nan Moyi's "well-intentioned" suggestion made Zicheng even more angry.

Zichengpu's face turned red suddenly, and he looked down at his clothes, which were really full of mud, and that hair was even more dirty and couldn't be said, and he couldn't help roaring, "You-!" Lianke! What kind of sorcery did you just use?! ”

Nan Moyi laughed, "Princess, what are you talking about?" I didn't do anything. ”

Didn't do anything?

Nothing to do to unleash such a strong wind?!

She turned her head leisurely, with a pair of eyes filled with crystal tears, staring at Zichenghuo in the sedan chair, and crying with a face full of grievances, "Father! What are you still sitting for? She's a witch! I'm going to arrest her! ”

Can you do sorcery?

Everyone's hearts jumped, and Lian Tong and Lan Ruo's eyes suddenly became worried.

What was the scene just now...... It was indeed issued after Nan Moyi held the sword...... You've seen it......

Could it be that she really knows witchcraft?

That's a big deal!

Hearing this, Zicheng Huo's eyes suddenly burned, and a touch of greed quietly escaped in his eyes.

"Pu'er is right......"

Hearing Zicheng Huo's words, Nan Moyi's complexion suddenly sank, while Qiao You and Zicheng Pu were proud.

Hmph, I'm a princess, and I can't cure you, the daughter of the right minister?!

Zicheng Huo didn't get out of the sedan chair, he was still staring at Nan Moyi from afar, and his voice was low, "Lian Ke, if you don't want your father and mother to have an accident, just be arrested." ”

He naturally knew how gloomy the city chief's gaze was at this time, but he didn't care.

This Lianke ......

If it falls into the hands of another country, it will be a curse.

No matter what, she can't be allowed to escape from the Liuhe Dynasty!

"Tied up?"

Nan Moyi looked up to the sky and smiled, stretched out his hand and touched the chest of the city chief weir beside him, and said with a smile, "He told me to tie my hands and grab it!" ”

Everyone couldn't help but look away in embarrassment, and even Tong and Lan Ruo couldn't help but cover their faces, and they were so frightened that they were about to cry.

This South Ink Clothes...... In front of the emperor...... Dare to ......!

Sure enough, Zicheng Huo's face was dark.

I heard that there was no one in my eyes, but I never thought that there was no one in my eyes to such a point......

But......

He couldn't kill her......

For the first time as an emperor, he had someone he couldn't kill......

Seeing that Nan Moyi was so close to the city chief, Zicheng Pu's teeth clenched even tighter, but he laughed wildly in his heart.

However, he thought that Zicheng Huo would kill Nan Moyi on the spot in a fit of rage...... But he suppressed his anger and said, "Lian Ke, as the daughter of the right prime minister, if you want the right prime minister's mansion to be peaceful, you shouldn't be so arrogant." ”

Nan Moyi's laughter suddenly stopped, and his face was full of cynicism.

"Am I not so arrogant, the emperor is ready to let us go?"

The cold mockery in his eyes was clearly visible.

Zicheng Huo was so blocked that he couldn't speak, and Zicheng Pu was even more crazy by the doubts in his heart.

This is not the style of the father!

Nan Moyi held the long sword in her hand, and her white robe was flying, like a heroine fighting in the rivers and lakes.

In her eyes, there was not the slightest fear.

Zicheng Huo stared at Nan Moyi for a long time, and the deep meaning in his eyes became more and more profound.

Although he was extremely unhappy in his heart, where was Nan Moyi's identity...... He didn't want to offend ...... yet

After all...... Everybody wants her, doesn't they?

Since it's already in your mouth, how can you let it go?

Hold back for a while......

She...... Really...... Larger than life......

The quiet atmosphere was going around and around, and Zicheng Pu was about to order the complete arrest of Nan Moyi and others, but he heard Zicheng Huo suddenly say, "Go back to the palace, I'm tired." ”

What the?!

Zicheng Pu is not afraid of the image at all, and his red lips are wide open.

That Lian Ke, even dare to say such things to Zicheng Huo, he even let her go?!

It's so weird!

This can't be the style of my father?!

When did my father become so tolerant?!

Although Zicheng Puzi Chengyan and others were puzzled, Zicheng Huo had no intention of explaining.

Just before leaving, he waved his hand to stop the sedan chair.

Qiao You thought that the emperor was going to change his mind, and a pair of bright eyes stared at the carriage.

I saw that the emperor put his eyes on Lian Tong and Lan Ruo leisurely, his voice was steady, and his face was so flat that people couldn't see anything.

"Lian Xiang, your daughter has finally come back, don't let her get lost easily, stay in the capital. In addition, it is better to cause less trouble. ”

Lian Tong was drenched in sweat by his look, and naturally he heard the displeasure in Zicheng Huo's tone, for fear that if Long Yan was angry again, they would not have such good luck to live, so he hurriedly bowed his hand, "Yes, Your Majesty." The minister will take good care of the family girl and will not let her get lost......"

Zicheng Huo hummed with satisfaction.

Before leaving, he set his eyes on Nan Moyi and the city chief's weir.

Seemingly...... The two have made progress......

Should...... There won't be much of a problem.

Catching a glimpse of Zicheng Huo's eyes full of deep meaning, Nan Moyi couldn't help frowning, and his eyes fell on the city chief weir on the side, full of doubt.

And the city chieftain just spread his hands and said in a low voice.

"I'll explain that later."