"Is it possible that you also hope that my senior brother will be assassinated by this fake princess?"
"..."
Silent night
Mo Qingge snorted coldly and roared: "Get out of the way! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
I saw the fire in her eyes burning brighter and stronger, clenching her fists
"Miss, please stop this. Xia Qingfei is just the guest of the prince and not sent by Yueying to assassinate the princess. I guarantee it with my head."
The color does not change at night and the heart does not beat
"Hey! Dead wood, you are wrong. I am here to kill that shameless and arrogant person. I will poison him with my own hands and cut off his flesh with a knife."
Summer Dragonfly pushed Ye Yi away and raised her head resolutely
"Humph! Looking for death"
Mo Qingge drew a long and sharp sword from his sleeve
She let out a long, sharp scream and ran towards Xia Dragonfly
The long sword flicked through Xia Dragonfly's hair, and the broken hair flew all over the sky.
Xia Dragonfly tilted her body and held Mo Qingge's hands with both hands.
Gritting his teeth and exerting force, the sword in Mo Qing's singer made a loud sound and fell to the ground.
"Mo Qingge, today I will tell you what it means to die miserably!"
Mo Qingge's face was full of shock
"stop!"
Suddenly there was a loud shout from outside the door
"My lord..."
"Senior brother..."
Mo Qijun's dark eyes rested on the angry Xia Dragonfly, and he smiled slightly and said, "Didn't you hear me telling you to stop?"
Xia Qingge heard it, and she didn't want to let go from the bottom of her heart, but Mo Qingge took this opportunity to escape from her clutches.
She threw herself into Mo Qijun's arms, wrapped him tightly with her warm blood, and flowed into his blood.
"Senior brother..."
The corners of Mo Qijun's lips curved into a perfect arc, and Mo Qingge embraced him lovingly.
"Qing'er, be good"
Xia Dragonfly's eyes were straightened and her face turned blue.
Mo Qijun actually has such a close relationship with this woman, so what does my smile mean?
How dare you make fun of Xiaoxiao?
What's so great about being handsome, what's so great about being big, what's so great about being a masonry king, what's so great about having good kung fu
Tell you, Mo Qijun
You are nothing in the eyes of my summer dragonfly, no
"Mo Qijun, Lord Mo, you are really no ordinary beast."
Summer Dragonfly sneered contemptuously
The sharp cone in her deep gaze pierced into Mo Qijun's heart: "What did you take your smile for?"