He watched her constantly being wronged and tormented; Then, again and again, stand on the pinnacle of the elusive.

He watched her live more and more chic, more and more comfortable, completely left him behind, and completely forgot about him.

No way.

Little madman, if you forget yourself, you can't forget me!

You provoked me in the first place!

The little prince lowered his hand, and the palm that was blocked under the long sleeves kept trembling, and the green tendons burst out.

The pain spreading from the heart instantly reached the whole body, the teeth were bitten "creak", the muscles of the whole body twitched slightly, and the smooth forehead also burst out with hideous and terrible green tendons.

Qing Huan's whole person looked terrifying, and the black and white phoenix eyes gradually climbed with blood of different thicknesses and unevenness, and there was no emotion in the hollow eyes, as if lingering darkness had descended on the barren snowfield.

Soon, the corners of his eyes were pressed, and a lot of black shadows that didn't have half of the brilliance leaked from Qinghuan's thick eyelashes.

"Why, the little prince looks down on my Yun family girl?"

Mo Yue suddenly spoke, pinched the chin of the little prince who was in an inexplicable state, and leaned closer to whisper.

The girl's hot air mixed with body fragrance suddenly attacked the cold earlobe, Qing Huan was suddenly at a loss, the hollowness melted, and he looked at the Yun family lady with a low brow.

It's like a roaring demon entangled in the rules and regulations, and it's like a barren snowfield suddenly growing tender flower bones.

The little prince was stiffly pulled and bent over, his eyes were motionless, without the slightest ruthlessness and aura.

Be careful, for fear of hurting your treasure.

She is so soft now, what if she cries as squeamishly as before?

How dare Yun Ling dare to directly go against the grain when the little prince is sick?

The last monk who attacked like this and stupidly wanted to suppress the unstoppable sharpness of the little prince was brutally shot off all the bones in his body.

That monk is not an ordinary person, he is a famous young talent of the Chifeng Dynasty, and is known as the next generation of Chifeng.

But it's not that there is no power to fight back, like a kite that has lost its string and falls backwards.

Seeing this, Yun Yu and everyone gasped, but the spirit beast that was stuffed in her arms patted her arm with her flesh, and the cat's face looked clear.

In the early years, I was scared like this.

Little Miss, you have to get used to it.

。。。。。。

This spirit beast seems to be very knowledgeable.

。。。。。。

"What are you guys doing!"

The familiar roar exploded in his ears, Mo Yue's eyes widened, and she subconsciously let go of her hand and took a few steps back, only to see a monk with a disheveled head and a bare chest and back striding over.

A robe was draped casually over the body, and a thin band was loosely performing its duties; There were no shoes on his feet, but when he walked, he could clearly hear the sound of his shoes rubbing against the ground.

The man looks masculine and handsome, even if he is angry, he does not distort his tough facial features, but is more imposing.

Qing Huan's right hand gently brushed his chin with a small red mark, carefully rubbing the temperature remaining on it.

It's like being slapped.,Barely ran out of the beauty trap that didn't open in the beauty township.。

Mo Yue had an unpleasant strange feeling of being caught and raped, her expression was cold, her eyes narrowed, and she said almost reprimandingly: "Who is Your Excellency?" ”