Seeing this, Jun Mo was extremely depressed.

He raised his hand suddenly, trying to blast the willow into powder.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xian twisted the thin waist of the water snake, and dodged behind Feng Wuwu in a flash, "The general save me." ”

"Jun Mo Ran, you dare to try it!"

Feng Wuwu didn't want to quarrel with Jun Moran for irrelevant people, but Jun Moran casually caught a man and shouted to kill, she was indeed a little angry.

As soon as the words fell, she bypassed him and walked in the direction of the Dali Temple prison.

Seeing this, Liu Xian's lips raised slightly, and the pride on her face could be seen.

Jun Mo looked at his villainous face, he couldn't kill him, and he held back his anger.

He followed behind Feng Wuwu angrily, jealous, "This king has a small belly, and he can't tolerate people." Liu Xian has nothing to do all day long, and he will seduce you with grease and powder on his face, and this king is really not used to it. ”

Along the way, Feng Wuwu also reflected on what he had done.

She thought that the reason why Jun Mo Ran was so jealous was most likely because she didn't give him enough security.

Thinking like this, she immediately stopped, turned around suddenly, held his face lightly, and said affectionately, "Jun Mo Ran, I only like you, I like you very much." The reason why I always want to cook raw rice is not because of how I am. Like you, I'm extremely insecure, always trying to take you for myself sooner. As for Liu Xi, I didn't take him to heart at all. It doesn't matter how much powder he wears, what color he likes to wear. ”

"This king promises you not to kill him."

In fact, Jun Mo Dye is also very coaxing.

As long as Feng Wuwu says "like", he is willing to do anything.

Feng Wuwu raised his lips and smiled, tiptoeing and whispering in his ear, "Whether it is in the past, present, or future." You are all my one, my people and my heart, and you belong alone. ”

When Jun Moran heard this, he was very moved.

Feng Wuwu rarely confessed to him so seriously, and when he heard her call him "the only one", Jun Moran couldn't wait to marry her immediately.

Feng Wuwu originally wanted to tell him that he was her first man.

It's just that when the words came to her mouth, she was a little embarrassed to say it.

What's more, Jun Moran was still very disgusted with the female thief who despised him, which made Feng Wuwu dare not tell the truth for a long time.

At the end, as soon as her voice fell, she hurriedly turned around and slipped into the prison of Dali Temple in a flash.

She only felt that she was really getting more and more useless, and if she looked at Jun Mo Dye twice, she would blush and heartbeat with nervousness.

Jun Mo dyed his face in the spring breeze, smiled lightly, and was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

He stared at Feng Wuwu's back and said in a deep voice, "This king is your one, and you are all of this king." ”

Turning around suddenly, Jun Moran restrained the smile on his face and walked towards the post house with a solemn face.

If Yun Feibai dares to covet his woman, he is bound to pay the same price.

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It is adjacent to the post house in the east, and the lights are bright.

Yun Feibai was seriously injured, and his life hung by a thread, which made the attendants beside Yun Feibai anxious.

Jun ink dyed ink and wide sleeves waved towards the hidden gate of the post house, and the gate cracked in response to the sound, turning into dust in a moment.

In the front yard of the post house, a group of attendants saw Jun Mo dyed in a dark brocade robe, stepping on the moon, like a life-seeking Shura who escaped from the Infernal Hell, and his legs trembled with fright.

What's more, he was intimidated by the momentum of the king who dyed his body, and his knees bent, and he knelt down with a "poof".

Jun Mo's black-gold eyes were full of anger, he knew that Yun Feibai couldn't move, but he still came alone.

The woman who dared to hurt him, he would never let it go easily.

"Where is Yun Feibai?"

Jun Moran's voice was cold, and everyone was so frightened that they lowered their heads and trembled like chaff.

"This king asks again, where is Yun Feibai?" Jun Moran didn't bother to look for someone from room to room, he carried the cold and dark dragon slaying sword, and coldly asked the attendants kneeling in the front yard.

"In... In the house. ”

Peach Hong knew Jun Moran's terrifying methods, and in order to save her life, she had to tremble and point towards a dark room, "The prince is seriously injured and is recuperating in the house. ”

Jun Mo looked at the black inner room, and felt more and more that Yun Feibai's move was very ridiculous.

Could it be that if you put out the candle, you can escape the catastrophe?

Jun Moran didn't say a word, kicked open the door of the back room, and pointed at Yun Feibai, who was about to climb the window and slip away, his voice suddenly cold, "Want to escape?" ”

"Regent, what are you doing here?"

Yun Fei's white purple eyes flashed slightly, he knew that he had no way to escape, so he simply didn't do a fearless struggle.

Jun Moran didn't bother to sell it to him, and said straight to the point, "If the dragon sword is unsheathed, it will inevitably kill all the filth." ”

Yun Feibai involuntarily took a few steps back, but he still refused to beg for mercy, "Regent, do you really want to make a feud with this palace for the sake of Feng Wuwu?" If you dare to hurt the life of this palace, there will be a battle between Yun Qin and Donglin. Are you willing to put the people of the east in dire straits? ”

"Did this king say that he wanted your life? This king just wants you to cut off your children and grandchildren. ”

"Regent, Jun Fu is also your sister after all, are you really willing to hurt her?" Yun Feibai would be wrong, he mistakenly thought that Jun Mo Ran would not dare to touch him, and instead took Jun to blow the child in his belly to vent his anger.

Jun Moran didn't say a word, and slashed at Yun Fei's white crotch.

"Ahh

Yun Feibai screamed, and his dark purple robe was instantly stained with red blood.