"No matter where in the world, I will find you." Wanyanmo gently held Bing Ning's smooth hair with his hand, and frowned. "No matter where in the world, I will find you." With these words, he
I think I said it before!
Bing Ning lowered her head and remained silent, quietly enjoying this peace of mind.
Chu Ziming had already judged who he was by the domineering kingly energy exuding from Wanyan Mo. He frowned at Bing Ning, who was leaning in Wanyan Mo's arms. His heart was filled with a vague anger, and he shouted
He said, "The king of Samian came in person, which surprised me a little bit."
Wanyan Mo finally saw someone other than Bing Ning in his eyes. He raised his head, his falcon-like eyes were filled with a chill, and his lips curved in a cold arc, "Lord Pluto sneaked into the palace at night, tied up.
Now that Ning'er has left, do you want to give me an explanation? "Let go of Bing Ning in your arms, walk a few steps away from her, use your inner strength, and hit Chu Ziming with a sharp palm.
Chu Ziming dodged with lightning speed and jumped ten meters away. The palm did not fall on him, but caused the ground within five meters to crack! He turned around and attacked Wanyan at a wind-like speed.
ink…….
Bing Ning stood there quietly, her cold eyes looking at the two men who were so handsome that they were inseparable from each other. It seemed that this matter had nothing to do with her. She didn't know when there were more people around her.
A woman, she shouted anxiously, "Your Majesty, stop fighting, someone is coming quickly, please go and help Your Majesty."
Bing Ning turned around and saw that she was a good-looking woman with an oval-shaped face, willow-shaped eyebrows, a pair of eyes with autumn pupils, and pink lips pressed into a straight line. She was wearing a light pink dress.
As delicate as a lotus.
When she finished looking at him, Chu Ziming's angry voice came, "Ling Hanhe, shut up!" It was a joke to ask someone to help him, and besides, he hadn't met an opponent for a long time.
Listening to Chu Ziming's scolding, Ling Hanhe then thought about it, if Chu Ziming's martial arts is helped by others, what's the difference between humiliating him? After thinking about it, he cursed at Wanyan Mo, "You audacious bitch"
, unexpectedly came to the palace to make trouble, if the prince is hurt, I will follow you, my wife." The rest of the words were stuck in her throat, and she looked at the shiny dagger under Yu's neck in fear.
"If you dare to curse Wang with one word again, you will die!" A Luo's face was livid, and he looked at Ling Hanhe as coldly as a black evil god.
"Okay, okay, I'll just stop scolding you." Ling Hanhe glared at A Luo angrily. When had she ever experienced such cowardice? But her life was in A Luo's hands. She could only endure it and shrank her neck.
, "Be careful with the dagger you hold." Then, he clenched his fists nervously and watched the two people who were getting more and more excited as they fought. He glanced at Bing Ning beside him and said coldly, "Is that your husband? They are doing this for you.
Don't you know how to worry about the fight? Go and try to persuade me."
"When they are tired, they will naturally stop." Bing Ning threw out a sentence that made Ling Hanhe even more angry, and then stopped saying a word, Mr.?!
This fight goes from mid-day until the sky is stained with red clouds, and then from the red clouds until the bright moon hangs in the starry sky. From mid-air to the ground, it repeats.
Chu Ziming had a stern face and said with a bold smile, "Another three hundred rounds of fighting!" Since Dandan's death, he has been looking for someone to have a good fight with, but masters are often lonely!
"I'll accompany you!" Wanyan Mo Xiesi's voice could tell that he was in a good mood. As the king of the Samian Kingdom, he had received kung fu from a master since he was a child, and he had a level of kung fu that was even higher than that of people with good kung fu skills.
, but since he ascended the throne at the age of ten, no one has been able to truly compete with him in martial arts. It is a blessing to meet his opponent today.
"If Miss Bing Ning continues like this, I'm worried that I'll hurt Wang Long's body." A Luo removed the threat to Ling Hanhe who kept silent. He knelt down on one leg towards Bing Ning, held his hands and said, "I beg you, Miss Bing Ning."
Go and persuade the king, only you can persuade the king."
Bing Ning's bright eyes looked at the familiar A Luo, and then looked at the two people who still had no intention of stopping. She thought to herself, it's time. She said in a low voice, "Yes." Zhuer slowly walked up to the sky and hit the ground.
In the middle of the two men who were motivating them to fall to the ground, two sharp palm winds came from top to bottom. When they saw the sudden appearance of ice, they suddenly swept to one side, causing the trees to split, fallen leaves to fly, and birds and insects to fly.
scream.
"Ning'er" Wan Yanmo stopped his work and walked up to Bing Ning, looking her up and down, "Are you hurt? Why can you stand here in such danger?"
Chu Ziming looked at Bing Ning from a distance with an incomprehensible light, but never walked over.
"Don't fight, it will hurt the dragon's body." Bing Ning said her caring words in a calm tone.
"Are you worried about me?" Wan Yanmo's tone was full of surprise. His Ning'er would care about him. "Okay, let's stop fighting." He turned to look at Chu Ziming and warned in a cold voice, "This time
Let’s finish the matter for now. If you disrespect Ning’er next time, I will definitely kill you!”
Chu Ziming snorted disdainfully, "If you have the ability, you can take it at any time."
Seeing that Wanyanmo was getting angry again, Bingning grabbed Wanyanmo's clothes tightly and said, "Stop hitting."
Wanyan Mo looked at Bing Ning with sharp eyes. There have been many exceptions today. The first time Bing Ning said words of concern for him, the first time she grabbed his clothes, could it be because she returned to her previous life?
place?
No! Although he didn't know what kind of past Ning'er had here, he hoped that she would lose her memory forever and no longer have those memories that made her heartache. Besides, no one could take Ning'er away from him!
Especially in front of him, even though he didn’t know that Bing Ning was his resurrected princess, he still showed a hint of affection towards Bing Ning, showing his unruly and outstanding Chu Ziming!
He took Bing Ning's delicate hand with his big palm and said, "Ning'er, it's time for us to return to Samian Kingdom." The two of them walked towards the entrance of the palace.
"Bing" Chu Ziming made a sound from his voice, looking at Bing Ning's leaving figure with his dark eyes, his heart ached, as if some treasure was about to be lost, as if this loss would last forever!
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the young prince is ill again," the maid hurried to Chu Ziming's side and said anxiously.
"Wait a minute, you can't leave yet." As Chu Ziming spoke, he jumped up to face Bing Ning and blocked her path. "You can't leave until Zhuoer's illness is cured."
Wanyan Mo's sword-browed eyebrows were cold, his tall figure blocked Bing Ning behind him, and he said in a sinister voice, "Do you understand what it means to push even further?".
"Do you understand, this was said to Bing Ning?" Chu Ziming raised his eyebrows and looked fearlessly at Wan Yanmo, the king of Samian Kingdom, with the corners of his lips curved in a mocking arc.
During their stalemate, Bing Ning slowly walked out from behind Wanyanmo and looked at the two men who were waiting for her reply.