Following his senses, Qiao Le's gaze crossed the street and fell to the crowd opposite. At this moment, the hustle and bustle around was quiet, quiet, so that Qiao Le could hear his heartbeat.

Because what she saw was not someone else, but Mu Kite, who was also looking at her and just met her line of sight.

In the crowd, the girl wore a white dress, like a lotus flower that came out of the mud and did not stain it under the bright sun, slim and elegant, proud of frost and snow. That alluring face seemed to have a brilliance that overshadowed everything around him, so that Qiao Le couldn't take his eyes off it.

Mu Kite was looking at her, looking at her with deep, inquiring eyes.

In Qiao Le's memory, Mu Kite had a tragic previous life. She was used by her beloved, and she never received a word of love until she died. Then the family betrayed, and the people who protected her died in vain.

Therefore, her hatred must be buried deep in her heart and she cannot extricate herself.

At least, Qiao Le could read the coldness and strong hostility in the other party's eyes when he looked at her at the moment.

Yes, vengeful man, who doesn't want to cut the grass to the roots?

You must know that if you leave someone alive in the novel, it will be endless. So give Mu Kite a chance, it's strange that she doesn't kill herself.

Qiao Le thought quietly.

At the same time, Mu Kite on the other side didn't seem to expect that Qiao Le would keenly notice her gaze, obviously last time, there was no such situation, why today?

But how did she know that Qiao Legang had just exchanged martial arts for his own eyebrows. And what he learned from Jun Yan, how can it be mediocre?

Slowly restraining the coldness, Mu Yuan actually hooked her lips at Qiao Le, revealing an elegant smile.

It's as if the hostility is all an illusion.

If Qiao Le is still the same Qiao Le as before, he will believe it if he can't say it.

sighed slightly in his heart, out of low profile, Qiao Le also looked at Mu Yuan and nodded with a smile.

This scene was harmonious, which surprised everyone on both sides. So much so that Mu Yue and Mu Jingjing, who didn't know why, glanced at Mu Yuan resentfully, and a dark color flashed in their eyes.

I didn't expect this little slut to hook up with the little county lord of King Qiao's mansion so soon!

This scene was naturally seen clearly by Qiao Le on the other side, yes, the heroine in the novel, whatever she does will attract the hatred of the female partner. As we all know, in a novel and TV series, in addition to the heroine's girlfriends, one, two, three, who have no sense of existence.

It's a woman, and they all have enmity with her.

It's a man, and nine out of ten are licking dogs.

Don't ask, it's just that the heroine is too good and dazzling, and there is nowhere to put the damn charm.

Thinking of this, Qiao Le also looked away naturally, after all, she didn't need to be on the line with Mu Yuan right now. And Mu Kite, whose wings are not yet full, will definitely not do anything to her before she has a chance.

Everyone is not related to each other, but they are beautiful.

On the other side, Mu Yuan also retracted her gaze, and the jealousy of Qiao Le in her heart deepened. Because she always felt that this seemingly harmless little county lord was not as simple as it seemed.

As the two of them looked at each other, a group of forbidden soldiers had already ridden their horses from behind Chu Qin and slowly stepped forward. And the chariot where Atuyi was imprisoned here was also let go by Long Qi, and was pulled by the horse to approach step by step.

And from the street between Qiao Le and Mu Kite, slowly passed, and walked towards the forbidden army.

However, at this moment, the large box, which was originally wrapped in iron chains, suddenly shook. The chains were broken, the box cracked, and with the roar of a fierce beast, a burly body broke into everyone's sight.

He seems to be running for Mu Kite.

In the panic, Qiao Le, who was protected by several guards, saw it.

But before she could sigh at the old routine of the heroine in distress, she heard the familiar muffled thunder between her eyebrows.

Qiao Le: "??? ”