"Do you think you're entitled to bargain with this king?"

Under Jun Mo's depraved face, there is a trace of anger that is not easy to detect.

His lips were slightly raised, drawing a contemptuous arc.

In the next moment, he lightly threw down his robe, flew off the horse, and strode to Fu Yeshen's body.

"Hand over the king's letter quickly."

Jun Mo's voice is cold, the momentum is compelling, and the posture is majestic and makes people dare not look directly.

Seeing this, Fu Yeshen retracted his body with interest.

He reluctantly threw the letterhead into Jun Moran's arms, and said in a muffled voice, "The carrier pigeon was not eaten, and the letterhead was plundered by you." Regent, if you dare to rob the spirit fox with me again, I will definitely fight with you. ”

"I can't do it."

Jun Moran looked at the slightly scribbled handwriting on the letterhead, and a warm smile suddenly appeared on his cold cheeks.

"What did Carefree write?"

Fu Yeshen saw Jun Moran smirking, and suddenly became a little curious in his heart, and then leaned to Jun Moran's side without fear of death, and looked intently at the letterhead in his hand.

In Pingsuri, whether Jun Mo Dye is reviewing the folds or reading the military book, he can basically do ten lines at a glance.

But at this moment, he can't wait to split every word on the letterhead into pictures, and make up for Feng Wuwu's delicate appearance when he writes the letter with his imagination.

He hadn't seen her for a few days, and he really missed her.

Think of her crooked smiling eyes, think of her delicate sweet voice, think of her charming body.

I wanted to take her into my arms and ask her fiercely like the candle night in their cave room.

Unconsciously, Jun Moran's heart has been softened by her.

When he saw that Feng Wuwu was pregnant, he was overjoyed, and he couldn't wait to climb the hill and announce to the whole world that his woman had conceived a cub for him.

When he saw Feng Wuwu worrying that he suspected her of being out of the wall, he felt that Feng Wuwu, who was sometimes bold and sometimes instigated, was extremely cute.

Fu Ye looked at the sweet words of Feng on the letterhead, and coldly got goosebumps.

He was really a little curious, did Jun Moran really have Feng Wuwu so grandiose?

Thinking of this, Fu Ye glanced at Jun Mo's crotch silently, but the robe was too loose and he couldn't see anything.

Jun Moran was keenly aware of Fu Yeshen's gaze, and he didn't mean to be angry.

There was little smugness on his handsome face, and he excitedly hugged Fu Ye into his arms, whispering in his ear, "This king is going to be a father!" ”

Jun Mody's voice is magical and magnetic, with innate desires and thoughts, which are extremely pleasant.

can be heard in Fu Yeshen's ears, but it is like a magic sound.

Fu Yeshen looked at Jun Moran who was carried away speechlessly, and his tone was quite sour, "What do you want to tell me to be a father?" The one who is pregnant is not me. ”

Only then did Jun Moran realize that there was a big head in his arms, he frowned slightly, threw Fu Yeshen aside, turned sideways, and continued to read the letterhead.

Fu Yeshen was like a sticky candy cake, pestering Jun Mozhi, next to his strong arms, and peeking at the letterhead with wide eyes.

He never expected that Feng Wuwu would briefly describe in the letterhead that Prince Yu framed the old prince of Jun, and also mentioned that Baili Heze stabbed Prince Yu to avenge Fu Yeshen. Jushuku

After a moment of silence, Fu Ye asked Jun Moran in a cold voice, "You have already learned that it was Prince Yu who slaughtered the Fu Mansion?" ”

"So what?"

Jun Mo Ran stacked the letterhead neatly and hid it in his heart, full of joy.

Fu Yeshen's eyes were red with anger, "Why didn't you tell me earlier, Prince Yu is the enemy of the Fu Mansion?" ”

"You didn't ask."

Jun ink dyeing in a nutshell.

Fu Ye Shen saw that Jun Mo Ran was still as cold as ice, and his heart was depressed.

He clenched his hands into fists and slammed them into Jun Moran's cheeks, "Do you know that over the years, I have always regarded you as an enemy of fire and water? ”

"This king doesn't mind having one more enemy." Jun Moran leaned sideways slightly, easily avoiding Fu Yeshen's fist.

Fu Yeshen was completely enraged by Jun Moran and yelled hysterically, "You don't mind, but I do." Do you know that because of this misplaced hatred in my heart, I was especially worldly angry with Feng Wuwu, who was very close to you, and almost killed her with my own hands? ”

Jun Moran frowned slightly, and his heart was full of anger.

He will never forget the night when Feng Wuwu came to save him alone with the vivid slap marks on his face.

God knows how much he feels sorry for her!

Damn Fu Yeshen, which pot is not opened!

Bang –

Jun Moran tied Fu Yeshen's hands behind his back, and shook his fist violently, beating him wildly.

"If you have hatred in your hearts, you might as well come to this king. Why do you have to embarrass her innocent? ”

"Are you too embarrassed to question me? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have done anything to hurt me! You know, because of that slap, countless possibilities for me and her have been snuffed out! ”

"You and her, it's impossible."

Jun Moran snorted coldly, and suddenly let go of the hand that was shackling Fu Yeshen's arm.

Fu Ye staggered to the ground, gasping for air.

He glared fiercely at Jun Moran, who was furiously domineering, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to jump up and slam a fist towards Jun Moran's cheek.

Jun Moran raised his hand suddenly, blocking Fu Yeshen's fist, and his thin lips opened lightly, "Prince Yu's background is not simple, you are flamboyant and reckless, and you are very prone to bad things, and this king is unwilling to startle the snake." ”

Hearing this, the manic Fu Yeshen quieted down.

He looked at Jun Moran with a dejected face, and said in a deep voice, "So, you didn't deliberately hide it?" ”

Jun Moran bowed slightly, looking indifferent.

If it weren't for Feng Wuwu's special mention in the letterhead, asking him not to abuse Fu Yeshen, he wouldn't want to bother wasting words with Fu Yeshen.

Suddenly, there was a earth-shattering hissing sound from the Tianshan Mountain.

Jun Moran and Fu Yeshen looked up one after another.

I saw that above the endless snow line, dense black spots suddenly gushed out.

When you look closely, it turns out to be a heavily armed Yunqin elite soldier!