"You don't listen to what this palace says, do you? ”

Mo Li took back the sword angrily, and was about to leave in an instant, but he was stopped by the girl's delicate voice.

"Ah Li, I'm tired." Mo Xiaomo looked at the young man who was still reluctant to turn back, and secretly pursed his mouth, and was about to sit on the ground, but the young man held her in his arms as expected.

"Princess, outside, you can't sit on the floor casually, it's not in line with etiquette."

Mo Xiaomo raised her eyebrows, grabbed the neck of her shadow guard, and said arrogantly: "No matter, if Ah Li ignores me, I will sit casually." ”

"Princess, you can't be so childlike."

"I'm just a child, I'm only five years old!" A certain woman's tender dress is handy.

…… Yes, his princess is still a child, so he must extinguish any possibility of making the princess crooked.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the girl yawning in his arms, and said, "Princess, I found a small courtyard on the outskirts of the town, although it is far away, but it is still clean, the princess can endure it again, and she will sleep ...... when she arrives."

The black-clothed boy carried the girl into the carriage, and everyone withdrew their gaze.

No. 2 looked at the master who was kneeling on the ground, embarrassed, and wanted to step forward to help, but was pushed away by Mo Yunyun, he spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at the girl who was crying and got into the carriage, wiped the corners of his mouth, and followed.

The luxurious carriage drove out of the street, and everyone sighed one after another, "It is worthy of being a heavenly spirit root, obviously it is only the twelfth layer of qi training, can you go against the wind?" ”

"No, it's only the Yuanying Monk."

"I guess there is some kind of spiritual artifact to help." After all, she is the most favored seventh princess in Canglan Country, and she must have a lot of magic weapons on her body.

"Yes, however, at the age of five, he is about to build a foundation, and he really accounts for most of his talent!"

The young man in the blue brocade robe, frowning his dark handsome eyebrows, stared at the carriage that was getting farther and farther away, the excitement in his eyes could not be hidden, he turned around and ignored the beaten followers, and said as he walked: "That's right, otherwise it's boring." ”

"Your Highness, wait for the little ......" The grinning little followers limped to follow.

In the attic in the distance, a demonic man in a purple robe, holding his chin with his hand, retracted his gaze with a smile in his eyes, practicing qi on the twelfth floor? The divine sense that can only be used by the monk of Jiedan, this girl is so easy to use, the seventh princess of Canglan Kingdom?

His jade-white fingers swept lightly, the wine cup made of Lingyu, the thin lips of the light pursed hooked a beautiful arc, and the voice was bewildering, "Canglan Country, hehe......" Purple spiritual power overflowed from his fingertips, and the wine cup of white Lingyu turned into nothingness in an instant.

A black-robed demon cultivator appeared above the attic, he knelt down on one knee, and said, "Young master, the demon lord's time limit has arrived, and I urgently summon you back to the demon castle." ”

"The time limit has come, heh, I've lived long enough, it's time to die, ah......" His voice fell, and the purple figure had disappeared into the attic soft couch, a demon cultivator in a black robe, while marveling at the young master's cultivation, he followed with all his might.

When the carriage arrived at the small courtyard, a carriage had been parked in front of the door, and the carriage was very noblely decorated, obviously not an ordinary family.

This secluded small courtyard, because Mo Li had already settled down, and the guests came to check in, and the owner of the small courtyard was very embarrassed to stop at the door, and the same Tsing Yi guy explained.

When Mo Li got down from the carriage, the owner of the small courtyard was obviously pardoned, and he smiled and said to the little man in Tsing Yi: "This little brother, I'm sorry, it's really unfortunate, my small courtyard has been decided." He raised his hand and pointed to the black-clothed young man who was getting out of the carriage, "Look, you're talking, isn't this coming." ”

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