It will take at least an hour to return from Mancheng, and you Ruo is sitting in the carriage, sleepy and sleepy on Zhai Xiying's lap. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

Zhai Xiying's big hand held Youruo's small hand, knowing that Youruo just closed his eyes and rested, he asked out loud: "Woman, you just exposed your appearance to Miao Man?" ”

"What are you afraid of, he's my uncle." It doesn't matter if you continue to rest.

Her appearance, Youruo didn't plan to hide it for the rest of her life. Why did she wear a mask? It's just because we can't afford to get into trouble now.

"Woman, this king can't do anything about you." Zhai Xiying treats Youruo more and more spoiled, and everything is done by Lu Youruo.

I really don't know if it's good or bad!

"Zhai Xiying, you have helped me a lot recently, and I am grateful for it." If you feel that this is what Zhai Xiying owes her, she will naturally not be polite to Zhai Xiying.

Zhai Xiying helplessly pinched Youruo's hand bones, thinking of the Weng Xu family that he heard from Munobishi's mouth, his hand tightened.

"Zhai Xiying, what are you thinking?" Youruo opened her eyelids and looked up at Zhai Xiying's frowning brows.

"This king is thinking, that Weng Xu family..."The more Zhai Xiying thought about it, the more he felt that the Weng Xu family... It's the Weng family!

Youruo's hand held Zhai Xiying's big palm, took out the Gu worm from the cuff and put it in Zhai Xiying's hand, and said, "There is a reason why I didn't give Gu today. ”

After a pause, he said, "When the Gu worm descended into Munobi's body, we could only ask, and he would answer. And we don't know much else that we didn't know, you see today..."

"Not only do I know that Munobi is my uncle, but I also know Qin'er and the Weng Xu family, do you say this harvest is big?"

Hearing Youruo say this, it is indeed reasonable, Zhai Xiying did not speak, and Youruo said again: "You will go by yourself tomorrow, I don't want to ask much, and I want to go to the Miao Mantra Holy Land in person." You can directly throw Gu on him tomorrow while he is not paying attention, and then you can slowly interrogate him. ”

Youruo is too lazy to go back and forth with Munobi. What about the identity of my uncle? Youruo will not be close to him because of this.

Zhai Xiying tapped the tip of Youruo's nose with her other hand, "You, love to fool around." "But I made a useful fuss for her again.

Youruo closed her eyes again, ignoring Zhai Xiying, her red lips hooked slightly, and she was in a good mood to rest.

A good atmosphere didn't last long, and after the carriage drove out of the city gate, it was suddenly destroyed by a murderous aura...

This murderous aura is clearly aimed at Prince Ying's carriage!

"Be careful." Zhai Xiying hugged Youruo into his arms.

Not only did the martial arts practitioners feel the strong murderous aura, but even Youruo also noticed it.

This murderous aura is even stronger than the one Zhai Yuan sent to assassinate Youruo that day...

Now the subordinates of the Hades King His Royal Highness who are following the carriage are just the people who protect Youruo on weekdays, and there are not many people, because they are accompanied by Zhai Xiying, so there are only more than ten people.

Zhai Xiying pressed Youruo in his arms with his left hand, protected him in the crook of his arm, and opened the curtain on the left side of the carriage with his right hand.

An indifferent gaze swept over the woods between the two cities, and there were many people hiding inside...

Now the only one who dares to go against Zhai Xiying and Youruo should be the emperor, right?

"Is it a dark stake again?" Youruo was not flustered.

If she was alone in the carriage now, she would have been nervously paying attention to her surroundings. And with Zhai Xiying here, Youruo is not worried...

"Don't worry, this king won't let you lose half a hair." Zhai Xiying's thin lips were raised high.

Since Zhai Yuan sent people over to die, then the Hades Palace will collect them one by one!

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