The young man seemed to know that she had always had this attitude, but he didn't care, and said, "Then let's go up quickly?" In another hour, the mountain gate will be closed. ”

Turning his head evenly, he looked not far behind Wu Jiuzi, and said in surprise: "Your Highness!" ”

Wu Jiuzi subconsciously turned around and saw that the little prince who was choked by her just now and couldn't find the north slowly walked out of the forest.

His expression was indifferent and cold, with innate dignity, and he nodded slightly: "Hanyu, long time no see." ”

Wu Jiuzi's expression moved, it turned out that this young man was Mo Hanyu, the only son of the lord of Mojiabao Castle.

Listening to Xiaoxiao, this Mo Hanyu usually treats Mo Jiuzi very well, but Mo Jiuzi doesn't appreciate it very much, and has always been cold and indifferent to this young castle master.

Over there, Mo Hanyu had already beckoned to Wu Jiuzi and Mo Xiaoxiao: "Jiuzi, Xiaoxiao, this is His Royal Highness King He, come and see you." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, he pulled Wu Jiuzi, and obediently went over to salute: "See His Royal Highness King He." ”

Wu Jiuzi only hugged his fists, and seemed to smile: "It turned out to be His Royal Highness King He." ”

There seemed to be a hint of mockery at the corner of her lips, His Royal Highness King He glanced at her, snorted lightly, and waved his hand: "No need to be polite, this king ......"

After a pause at this, he changed his words: "Since I came to this Jiufeng Mountain, I should abide by the rules of Jiuhuamen, everyone has no distinction between high and low, and we are about the same age, so let's call each other by name." I can call you a word, and you can call me a word. ”

A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Hanyu's eyes, as if he didn't expect him to say this: "This--it may be a little abrupt Your Highness......"

After all, he has been a companion to this highness, and he has a deep concept of monarchs and ministers in his bones, where can he dare to call this highness by his name for a while?

Jun Ziqian glanced at Wu Jiuzi again, and saw her standing there with her mouth pursed, squinting a pair of big eyes slightly, and unconsciously turning a willow branch in her hand, looking lazy and lazy, as if she didn't care about anything.

She obviously didn't say anything, didn't do anything, but Jun Ziqian hit the fire namelessly, and said impatiently: "I can call you whatever you want!" What's wrong with this? ”

Mo Hanyu smiled bitterly: "Okay, just rely on Your Highness...... Uh, Ziqian is fine. ”

"Okay, don't bother, let's go up quickly!" Jun Ziqian took the lead in turning around.

Among the Mo brothers and sisters, Mo Hanyu has the highest kung fu, he stretched out his arms, and he didn't use a sword, he flew directly five or six zhang high, his toes lightly touched the platform, and then flew up......

"Jiuzi, how is the injury on your foot?" Mo Xiaoxiao was not very reassured.

"It's still a little painful, but it's out of the way, you go first, don't worry about me." She wasn't too skilled at flying now, so she planned to be the last one to get on it, so as not to be suspicious in their eyes.

Mo Xiaoxiao knew that her temperament had always been independent and strong, and she didn't like to be helped on weekdays, nor did she force her, so she only whispered: "Then be careful, I'll go first." ”

Edgeworth rises, flies to the platform and pauses for a moment, then flies again......

Wu Jiuzi glanced at Jun Ziqian and smiled: "Your Highness, please first." ”

Jun Ziqian raised his eyebrows and remained motionless: "Don't worry about me, you go first!" ”

Wu Jiuzi ignored him no longer, held his breath and stared, and his sword rose, although it shook slightly, it still docked steadily on the first platform. After a short break, it went up again, hovering up little by little.

There was very little place to rest.