Yun Dieyi looked curiously at Mo Feijun, who rarely stopped him, "Do you know that person?"
Mo Feijun let go of Yun Dieyi's hand, and without answering her question directly, he pulled her forcefully and walked towards the inner hall.
There were only a handful of masters in the world who were qualified to catch his eye, and the only one alive in the world was the meat-and-potatoes Taoist priest.
He has studied Jun Feiyi for so many years, and it's not just as simple as knowing who he is ambitious and who he should study under.
He knows all about the forces he manages. If he dies, won't his life be very boring in the future?
The principle he has always pursued is to eradicate the weeds. Let him survive today and uproot his influence tomorrow.
"What are you doing again?" Yun Dieyi looked at Mo Feijun who was pulling him for some reason.
Jun Feiyi was rescued, was he not worried at all about letting the tiger return to the mountain?
And the Miao saint girl is still standing in the hall wearing a brocade handkerchief. Doesn’t she need to be dealt with a little bit?
Mo Feijun looked back at Yun Dieyi, with a normal expression on his face, but the smile on his lips showed that he was in a good mood, "The wedding room flowers and candles..."
Since we have already paid homage to each other, it is natural that it is the bridal chamber. Is this question so difficult to guess?
"You have a weak soul." Yun Dieyi immediately counterattacked.
Yaya, she doesn’t want to work in the knitting room.
Not to mention that she is not getting married today. The groom is him and the bride is a saint. It has nothing to do with her. Even if she gets married and wants to have a bridal chamber, there will be no door... not even a window.
Behind them, the queen glanced at the embarrassed emperor, stood up and left.
She was satisfied when she saw that Mo'er and Dieyi had a deep relationship and a deep love between husband and wife. As for the emperor's injury, he had to save himself.
When the guards helped the emperor away, the Holy Maiden of Miaojiang pulled off the brocade handkerchief on her head, and then threw the phoenix crown to the ground. The bright jade inlaid on it suddenly shattered into pieces and scattered on the ground.
On the bluestone ground.
The joy in the room was in stark contrast to her angry face, and her beautiful face lost its color.
And Mo Feijun obviously doesn't care about her anger. If she can be so sad that her fragrance disappears or she can be embarrassed to the point where her anger attacks her heart and her masterful skills are hard to regain, he will be more satisfied, and maybe he will give it to her for free.
She has a fine coffin.
All he cares about is Yun Dieyi, and he cannot be kind to others.
When he arrived at the room, he threw Yun Dieyi on the bed, took off his red clothes, and planned to bully him. Yun Dieyi immediately turned into a smaller version and performed the bone shrinking technique that he had not used for some time.
She didn't believe it, he would be so perverted that he wouldn't even spare a child's body.
Mo Feijun looked at the miniature version of Yun Dieyi and saw that she was about to get up from the bed, so he held her back, "Why?"
Aren't they getting along quite harmoniously recently? Isn't she no longer as resistant to him as she was before?
He thought he had already occupied his place in her heart. Why hasn't she cooperated yet?
Yun Dieyi didn't pay any attention to the series of doubts in his heart. Flowers and candles in the wedding room? Impossible--
No matter how thoroughly the candle burns, it is none of her business. Her determined expression is as unyielding as I am at ease.
At this time, a mocking smile came from outside the room. Yun Dieyi took advantage of Mo Feijun's distraction and used teleportation to break free from his grasp.