Your Majesty is eager to give her all the best things in the world.

If Spiegel is not a woman, the throne must be his.

Although the strength of the Ming Kingdom is not as good as before, in the eyes of all countries, it is extremely powerful.

For those big countries, they all pose a certain threat.

If there is anything that can make His Majesty compromise, I am afraid that it is only Princess Spiegel!

This is why His Majesty never let the princess out of the palace.

"Young Master Mo, with your ability, if you jump from this valley, can you guarantee the safety of my young lady!" Minglin whispered.

Mo was stunned, and his black and bright eyes as bright as crystal narrowed, "Fifty percent sure!" ”

This one, he knows.

Although the valley here is bottomless, what no one knows is that halfway up the cliff, there is a stone platform, where there is a cave that leads to the outside.

He also knew this by accident.

Ming Lin raised the sword in front of his chest, and his eyes sank, "Childe, can you take our young lady away and send her to the Ming Country Station." If our young lady arrives safely, my host will be grateful. ”

"Mingguo Station?" Mo didn't hesitate to glance at Ming Lin, "Who are you!" ”

"It's too late to elaborate, son, let's go first, my young lady will tell you." The group of men in black rushed forward, and Ming Lin stepped forward, wielding his sword and fighting them.

Mo Wuxi's eyes flashed, and he took a few steps back.

His gaze glanced at the group of ghost-faced people in green clothes.

His eyes then turned to the mirror in the leader's hand.

Step by step, he walked towards Spiegel.

The ghost-faced man in Tsing Yi, who was originally standing still, quickly joined the battle.

However, they attacked two other groups of people.

With the addition of the ghost-faced man in Tsing Yi, the situation immediately leveled down.

The two men in black were separated from the other people.

On the periphery, there were only a few minions left and the leader who grabbed the mirror.

The leader swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but take two steps back, the cliff behind him was bottomless, and he couldn't help but be afraid.

Mo Wuxi held the soft sword in his hand and said coldly, "Give her to me!" ”

The leader looked at the people who were fighting behind him, and almost all the people he brought with him had already been killed.

Mo didn't hesitate to swing his sword to deal with the little minions who were surrounding him.

Step by step, approaching the leader.

"Give her to me, and I'll spare your life." Mo Wuxi's eyes were as cold as ice, "Don't think about it for too long, I don't have that much patience." ”

The leader looked at this man who was covered with cold air but was like a fairy, and his heart was scared.

"You, who the hell are you!"

A cold light flashed in Mo Wuxi's eyes, and the soft sword in his hand flicked towards the leader.

The soft sword turned into a slender silver whip, tightly encasing the leader's neck.

Mo didn't hesitate to pull the silver whip, and the leader was dragged over.

The moment he let go of the mirror, Mo reached out and hugged her in his arms.

His silver whip, instead of letting go of the leader, pulled him closer.

The silver whip tightened more and more, and the leader's face was already the color of pig liver.

He looked at the leader as if he were a dead man, and he sneered, "Who am I?" Since you want to die to understand, this palace will satisfy you. ”

With a pull in his hand, he pulled the silver whip to the tightest, and spit out two words to the leader like Shura, "Mo Fei!" ”

The leader's pupils dilated, as if he had seen a ghost, "It's actually your ......"

With a sneer on the corner of Mo Wuxi's mouth, he pulled it hard, and the leader's head was unexpectedly screwed off by him like this.

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