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Mo Chen's face changed slightly, and he glanced at Concubine Yan, who was in the image of a red-golden bird, with an indescribable helplessness in it. Are you here to help, or are you here to make trouble!

Don't you see that we are performing so hard, and we have to come in and debunk it?

Compared with Mo Chen's helplessness, Our Lady of Yaochi was trembling, and her pretty face changed unpredictably in an instant.

Damn, those two sluts absorbed their own divine souls, and there was no difference between the three of them in terms of divine soul breath or memory, how could this woman recognize herself?

Our Lady of Yaochi was anxious, but she couldn't control her body.

No, you must not let them know who they really are, otherwise things will be in trouble.

Our Lady of Yaochi thought of the shameful scene that had just happened, and her heart was full of trepidation and uneasiness. In the past, I could still deceive myself, and the scene in my memory had nothing to do with me, just what those two sluts experienced. But what just happened can't be explained in any way and has nothing to do with me.

She thought of the shameful thing just now, and she couldn't care about being shy and angry. I can only think about Feng Wu's character and react accordingly.

Our Lady of Yaochi showed an embarrassed smile on her beautiful face, threw a wink at Concubine Yan, and said coquettishly: "Sister Concubine Yan is annoying, she is scary when she comes out." ”

Concubine Yan snorted coldly and transformed into a human form.

She tapped her toes on the ground, turning into a streamer of light and slashing towards the Holy Mother of Yaochi.

Concubine Yan's face was extremely cold, her eyes flashed with a terrifying coldness, and a red-golden flame appeared in her jade hand, melting the space in the temple.

This slut thinks that if he deceives his husband, he will be able to deceive his divine pupil.

When the Holy Mother of Yaochi saw Concubine Yan killing, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.

At this moment, Mo Chen glanced at Concubine Yan, shook his head helplessly, and said, "You girl, just come back and scare Feng Wu." Isn't it that I didn't accompany you last night, as for being so angry? ”

As he spoke, he quietly glanced at Concubine Yan, indicating that he already knew the true identity of Our Lady of Yaochi.

Although the Holy Mother of Yaochi is now under her, Mo Chen can't watch Concubine Yan kill her.

After all, there is still the spirit of the Feng Wu sisters in this body, and if there are other changes, it will be too late for me to regret it. After the investigation just now, Mo Chen already had a general understanding of the situation of the Holy Mother of Yaochi.

The souls of the three of them have long been entangled and fused with each other, and they can't even be completely separated. It is precisely for this reason that the spirits of the Feng Wu sisters can survive under the oppression of Our Lady of Yaochi.

It's just that this connection, which originally protected the two Feng Wu sisters, made Mo Chen a little embarrassed at this time.

The souls of the three of them have been fused, even if they can erase the Holy Mother of Yaochi, it will cause irreparable damage to the Feng Wu sisters, and may even lead to the death of the two of them.

Concubine Yan saw Mo Chen's eyes, glanced at the Holy Mother of Yaochi, who was slightly nervous, and immediately understood.

I'm afraid that my husband already knows the identity of the other party, but he deliberately pretends to be confused.

It's just a little strange, with the character of Our Lady of Yaochi, she will deliberately pretend to be confused, is it because of the spring?

Concubine Yan was puzzled, and came to the side of the bed in a step, casually dispersed the flames in her hands, and her cold face instantly turned into a clever smile.

She glanced at Mo Chen angrily, and snorted coldly: "Who made you unwilling to even accompany others for one night for the sake of a fox." ”

Concubine Yan didn't wait for Mo Chen to answer, she stretched out her hand and pinched the towering body of Our Lady of Yaochi, and hummed: "Cut, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, but your fox figure is better." I don't know if you have absorbed the soul of Our Lady of Yaochi, this temperament is really getting more and more ethereal. Not to mention, you shameless fox is really more and more like the ancient god style of Our Lady of Yaochi. ”

Our Lady of Yaochi was already shy in her heart, and at this time, she was so blatantly teased by Concubine Yan that she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Her jade hand hidden in the brocade quilt clenched tightly, and she kept telling herself in her heart.

Patience, must endure.

As long as he recovers his full strength, he will definitely make these two dog men and women pay the price.

After they are all exterminated, no one will know what is happening today, and then all the past will not exist.

Mo Chen looked at Concubine Yan who was teasing Our Lady of Yaochi, and rolled her eyes weakly.

This dead girl is really not the one who suffers. The Feng Wu sisters are in an unknown state now, and they don't know if Concubine Yan can think of a way?

Concubine Yan saw the slightly shy face of Our Lady of Yaochi, and her bright eyes flashed with playfulness.

It's funny that you still know how to be shy!

In that case, don't blame the concubine for training you.

Her eyes rolled, a wicked smile appeared on her face, and she smiled coquettishly: "I haven't played some interesting games with my husband for a long time, why don't we come and play role-playing today?"

Sister Feng Wu's current posture is really more and more like Our Lady of Yaochi, so let her play the role of Our Lady of Yaochi. As for the concubine, why don't you play Nuwa? ”

Concubine Yan said, casually taking off the dress on her body, revealing a delicate body that was even sexier and more enchanting than the Holy Mother of Yaochi. Then, in the disbelief of Our Lady of Yaochi, she jumped on the bed without any twist.

Oh my God, how can time have such shameless people!

Our Lady of Yaochi looked at Concubine Yan stupidly, her heart was like 10 million divine beasts running, and her internal organs were aching faintly.

Let yourself play the role of Our Lady of Yaochi and have fun with that bastard, is this slut crazy?

"Sister Feng Wu, isn't she willing?" Concubine Yan had a playful smile on her face, and asked with a strange look in her voice.

Seeing her suspicious look, Our Lady of Yaochi suddenly understood in her heart that Concubine Yan was still doubting her identity.

She felt a lot in her heart, a charming smile appeared on her face, and she said softly: "How could my sister be unwilling!" ”

Damn, this slut must have deliberately humiliated himself.

Endure, when he recovers, he will definitely crush the bones of these two dog men and women and those two sluts.

Our Lady of Yaochi clenched her teeth in her heart, and she could only comfort herself in her heart, being on the last time, and being on it twice. Counting the experiences in memory, these are just small things!

As long as they are killed, all humiliation will disappear into the smoke of history, and no one will know about it again.

A cold glint flashed in the depths of Concubine Yan's eyes, as well as a little disdain. is still the Taigu Mansion, I think Our Lady of Yaochi is a slut.

Let you be proud for a while, and then let this girl look good.

Mo Chen looked at the confrontation between the two, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. Not all women are born to be the best actors.

He couldn't help but feel funny when he looked at the two of them who obviously wanted to strangle each other, but they were full of gentle smiles, one sister and one sister after another.

Forget it, let them go.

With Concubine Yan's help, maybe I can fight hard and solve the problem of Our Lady of Yaochi.

Mo Chen's eyes flashed with a different color, looking at the two crystal-like jade, graceful and sexy delicate bodies in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slightly pulled to reveal a gentle smile.

For a while, the three of them had their own thoughts, but no one broke it.

The atmosphere in the temple is getting more and more noisy.

The dense spring color, which seems to be able to drip honey, brews in the inner chamber of the temple.

At the same time, Chang'an City.

Since Dong Zhuo established the country six years ago, Chang'an City has become the capital of the Great Liang Kingdom. And the former Han Palace has become Dong Zhuo's palace.

It's just that after Dong Zhuo established the country, he was still diligent in government and loved the people in the past few years, but in the past two years, he has become more and more mediocre and brutal, and he often takes pleasure in killing people.

It is precisely because of Dong Zhuo's tyranny that the atmosphere in the palace has become more and more cold and tense.

Palace.

The sun hangs high in the sky, reflecting the earth beautifully.

Lu Bu was dressed in a black robe, with one hand behind his back, and slowly walked down the quiet path of the palace.

After Dong Zhuo became the emperor, Lu Bu was also named Wen Hou, responsible for the vigilance and security of the palace. It's just that in the past two years, Dong Zhuo has gradually begun to alienate him, and no longer let Lu Bu carry out personal protection.

Regarding Dong Zhuo's changes, Lu Bu completely saw it in his eyes. Although he didn't say it, he couldn't help but have some strange emotions in his heart.

Just when Lu Bu lost his mind, he suddenly felt that he had collided with the towering softness.

"Ahh

Then, a charming snort sounded, bringing Lu Bu back to his senses from his contemplation.

He raised his head slightly, his narrow eyes like two sharp blades, looking directly at the figure in front of him.

I saw that she had a delicate and flawless melon seed face, her skin was more delicate than snow, and her watery eyes seemed to be able to drip water. The charming and peerless face, coupled with a slightly delicate and aggrieved look, makes people ripple in their hearts.

Dressed in a pink tunic low-cut dress, she lay feebly on the hard bluestone floor, her uncontrollable majesty rippling with seductive waves.

She frowned slightly at Lu Bu, with a shyness in her eyes as if she had seen an idol, and a faint disbelief, and said coquettishly: "The general is the famous Wen Hou Lu Bu." ”

Lu Bu looked at the beauty in front of him, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his face showed a trace of doubt.

The beauty was about to speak, as if she had thought of something, and she stood up from the ground with a slight frown, and exclaimed, "Oh no, the slave maid is still going to bring the dew picked in the morning to His Majesty." ”

As she spoke, she glanced at Lu Bu shyly, and said in a low voice: "Slave Diao Chan, I have admired Wen Hou for a long time. ”

Diao Chan said, lowering his delicate head and walking away quickly.