"Regret it?" Mo Han's voice drilled into his ears. This girl has always appeared in the shape of a knife, probably suffocated, and often used the method of transmitting sound into the secret to talk to her these few hours.

But she hadn't learned this method yet, so most of the time she pretended not to hear, let alone answer.

Regret Mao! Her temperament has always been that she refuses to admit defeat, and since it is a bet, she naturally wants to win him!

Is she really willing to follow him so namelessly, let him be raised like a little pet, no right to speak, only the right to obey, maybe have to give him a baby, and after three years, he will be bored and kick her out in the name of justifiably? Maybe there is a tragedy of mother-son-mother-daughter separation, she doesn't want it!

It's tragic enough for her own motherless baby, and she doesn't want her descendants to follow in such footsteps.

So no matter what, since she has this opportunity, she is desperately trying to seize it.

The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and the birds fly, she doesn't believe that she can't break out of her glory in this other world with her own strength!

In this otherworldly continent, she has not seriously traveled eight hundred times. Now that she can't go back to modern times for the time being, then she can enjoy the great scenery of this other world, and by the way, practice kung fu well, maybe she can be like the hostess of those strong women in modern times, and mix into this empress of another world, so that all the cattle people will bow down to her!

There seemed to be a ...... in front of him, and he also looked respectful to her.

Thinking of the boiling blood, her fingers tightly grasped the handle of the big knife, and she couldn't help but sing: "Along the ups and downs of the gentle curve of the rivers and mountains, the northern country and the south of the Yangtze River that the horses love, the Central Plains that the horses love, the companionship of the ice blade, the frost and the sword, the wind and rain, cherish the Jinse Hua Nian given to me by the sky, be a human being, and be a man with no fear of hardships and dangers......"

The song "Borrow from the Sky for Another 500 Years" made her sing a ghost crying wolf howl, startling countless birds in the mountains.

Oh, my God! She's poisoning its ears again!

Mo Han almost trembled in her hands, and she couldn't wait to cover her ears. However, it was now a knife, and it could not make any movements, so it could only listen in pain.

God, if she sings like this, she will invite the wolf too......

The violent jolting did not make a cold voice suddenly come from the carriage where Ying Rong screamed: "Girl-"

Xiao Jingti sang the whole paragraph before answering him: "Xianjun, what's the matter?" ”

There was a pause in the carriage, and Ying Rongxi finally spoke: "Girl, yes, are you singing?" ”

"yes, do I sing well?" Xiao Jingti asked casually.

There was no movement in the carriage for a long time, as if the great god was considering the words.

Xiao Jingti's heart moved, he simply opened the door of the carriage and went in, and saw Ying Rongxi half-leaning on the wall of the carriage, his face was still as white as a piece of paper, hearing the movement, his beautiful eyes fell on Xiao Jingti who bent over and came in, and he didn't understand that such a beautiful and delicate little girl, obviously speaking with a crisp voice like a bell, why did she sing so terrifying......

Although the golden retriever roar in his arms had been unconscious, he seemed to be startled by her brain-piercing magic sound, and his small body trembled slightly.

"Xianjun, is my singing good?" Xiao Jingti blinked and looked at him, with a little girl's expression of begging for praise and praise, if you don't praise or praise, I will be sad to show you.