The hall was so quiet that it seemed that even the needles that had fallen to the ground could be heard! The people in the hall fell into a long-term obsession......

"Cold Ink Rain ......"

I don't know who exclaimed, breaking this quiet obsession. Wake up the people who have fallen into it, and they all look at the cold ink rain with incredible eyes, the incredible past, instead of amazing!

"Cold ink rain, how can it be ............" The appearance of cold ink rain has caused a sense of visual impact in Qianmo City.

Can anyone tell him that she is really Leng Moyu? Why? Although her appearance has not changed, looking at her face that she has never disdained before, she will feel obsessed, it seems that she has not touched a woman for a while! Actually interested in a woman who is only thirteen years old......

"Guys, what's wrong? looked at Miss Ben like a wolf and a tiger, didn't she fall in love with Miss Ben! The words are not shocking, and as soon as Leng Moyu's words came out, everyone's eyes were completely scorched.

Cough cough cough, cough, cough, the whole crowd was full of violent coughing sounds and irregular twitching of the face.

Please, you don't talk to no one but you're dumb.

Receiving the dissatisfied glances thrown around, Leng Moyu shrugged indifferently and said that he was very innocent.

Leng Moyu ignored it directly, casually walked to a seat, a figure in front of him blocked his vision, and only heard a delicate voice, "Hey, why are you here!" "Cold ink rain's eyes glow with cold light, waste! Looking up at the person in front of him, seventeen or eighteen years old, a bright red shirt, an orange belt, the skirt below is an eye-catching royal blue, the pants seem to be a bright yellow, the bright red fiery red straps on the trouser legs make the slender legs appear more and more slender, two pairs of purple boots embroidered with different patterns, there are several pendants of different colors hanging around the waist, and the green silk at one end is braided into many braids by various colored ropes.

Such a bright and colorful appearance is really eye-catching. No matter where you go, people will pay attention, and sure enough, the people in the main hall are looking at this side.

"Who are you?"

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Quiet...... It's very quiet......

Silence to the extreme

I saw that the woman's face in front of her had a distorted expression, gritted her teeth, and her face was hideous.

Leng Moyu's eyes looked at the person in front of her a little innocently, to be honest, she didn't know her in the first place, who knew who she was!

The woman was about to have a seizure, when she heard a shrill voice:

"The emperor has arrived, and the queen has arrived."

The woman's figure was stunned, and the wrist that was about to be raised was put down, and she said angrily: "Waste, you wait, wait for you to look good!" Putting down the cruel words, the woman glanced at Leng Moyu with a deep meaning.

After leaving, I saw Xiao Yan next to him pull Leng Moyu's sleeve and whispered to Leng Moyu, "He is the emperor's favorite princess, Qian Moling!" Occupy herself as the emperor's favorite daughter, and she is always domineering! The words are full of injustice, in the past, this Lingling didn't bully Miss with those people, hum, she has always been very resentful! Now that the young lady has become stronger, there is a chance to torture her. (Author: It's terrible, the pure Xiao Yan was damaged by the cold ink rain!) A certain rain (facial paralysis): 。。。。。。 Boring)

Leng Moyu's eyes were glowing with a hint of coldness, but it was only for a moment, and it was soon gone.

However, he was still seen by Qianmo Wuchen, who looked at the girl whose eyes were flat at this time, and was a little more curious about her. Narrow phoenix eyes looked at her.

Leng Moyu found that a pair of eyes were looking at her carefully, and looked up at a pair of sharp eyes, with a hint of inquiry in them.

Under his aggressive deep eyes, Leng Moyu's beautiful eyes are still as light as water, like glass on ice, calm and calm.

At this time, bursts of cold air flowed around the hall, and it seemed that even the air had condensed into ice, making it a little difficult for people to breathe.

Blooming gorgeous flowers suddenly, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc, and suddenly, the weather seemed to suddenly change from haze and snow to clear skies, and it seemed that the condensed frost suddenly turned into spring water, flowers.

The laughing Qianmo dustless is like a cherry blossom in March, gentle and intoxicating.

In this battle of eyes and eyes, momentum and momentum, they didn't even distinguish the winner and loser. In this regard, Qianmo Wuchen's interest in Leng Moyu became deeper and deeper, and he thought that he might have accidentally found a dusty pearl, the jade in the stone.