Chapter 642 Martial Arts Conference (17)

If the reason is not sufficient, it will be considered to be an insult to the dignity of the Northern Underworld Imperial Family, and according to the laws of the Ancient Moon Kingdom, it will be sentenced to the punishment of dividing the corpse of five horses.

Five pegasus horses dragged different reverse bodies and tore the prisoners apart alive, and that kind of criminal law was extremely cruel and painful. It's likely that your eyeballs are watching your stump being pecked by a goshawk.

Royal majesty brooks no desecration, as is true of all nations.

"Well, it's better to break the engagement quickly." Xiaopang made no secret of his love for the night clouds: "I wish my master would marry you." You two are a match made in heaven. And how well you get along. It's just that you know the master one step later. ”

"Hee-hee, it's still Chubby who hurts me the most. Don't worry, I will be good to your master, and I will be good to you. ”

"Uh-huh, I know."

……

The room was chatting happily, and I couldn't think about the face of Bei Mingao who was about to go downstairs in the corridor outside.

He has good ears, and the two chubby people in the room are talking in a loud voice, and even Su Zhan and Wan Ting can hear it. Beiming's face was blue and white for a while.

"You ...... Is there a marriage contract? Wan Ting suddenly stopped and asked softly. The eyes are miserable, and there are tears.

"......" Bei Yingao did not answer.

"It's true, right? I don't like that you have other women. Wan Ting withdrew her hand. Taking a step back, she looked helplessly at Bei Mingao. The delicate appearance was unbearable to disobey any of her intentions. Cutting down such a wood-like man relented.

"Trust me." Beiming smiled proudly. He originally wanted to say that the marriage contract would be dissolved and there would be no other woman, but Leng Yuehuang's cold and arrogant appearance appeared in his mind, and something firmly grasped his heart. He couldn't say those words.

"Well, I believe you." Wan Ting smiled lightly, a little confused, and then snuggled in Beimingao's arms: "I've been waiting for you for so many years, you are mine." I don't want to share it with others. I don't care what I am, you're mine. ”

“…… Hungry, right? Go eat first. Beiming patted her hand with a smile, and his big hand helped her slender waist downstairs. Cutting off Su Zhan followed. The red feather eagle stood on the railing, looked at the few people walking down, and then looked back at Leng Yuehuang's door and sighed secretly, and then followed.

Bath water was prepared and delivered to the house. Yeyunkong was happy to serve Leng Yuehuang in person, but Leng Yuehuang was sober-minded and kicked him away.

"Sister!" The night clouds are very aggrieved. Say no?

"It's dirty, don't go to your room to wash it. Smoked me. Leng Yuehuang said arrogantly.

Night clouds: "......". He was speechless, wasn't he so dirty because of her? There is really no way for a woman to be unreasonable.

The night clouds wilted away. After he went out, Chubby closed the door: "Master, I, I will serve you to take a bath." ”

"Hmm." Leng Yuehuang stretched lazily, took off her coat and entered the bathtub. The bath in the inn was a large wooden barrel filled with rose petals. If you have special requirements, you can also change to a milk bath, honey bath, morning dew bath, etc., but the price varies.

"What about Midori and Roc?" Leng Yuehuang leaned against the edge of the bathtub, and her body disappeared completely. The water temperature is just right, fresh and pleasant, and very comfortable.

"Both of them went to the Dapeng Soul Beast Space to cultivate. Dapeng said that he had been too lazy recently, and he had to strengthen his cultivation. Fat picked up a towel and wiped Leng Yuehuang's back.

"Well, that's good. You have to strengthen your cultivation too, don't know how to eat all day long. Leng Yuehuang said bluntly.