There are many strange warriors gathered in the city, a mixture of dragons and snakes, some wearing bright clothes and angry horses, some arrogant, some low-key, some young heroes, but one after another, none of them look easy to mess with. It can be seen that Hua En
Some members of the sect came over, and within a few months, they were basically gathered in Kyoto.
There is light and there is darkness.
There are many times more in the dark than in the open.
Several large sects and families sent people to directly deliver invitations to the emperor of Moyang.
The palace was very busy, and the emperor was very annoyed. However, the trick of pretending to be 13 was still very good. Whenever someone handed in a message, he would receive it appropriately, and then talk in secret, and then talk in secret. Without exception, the palace was ignored.
Just say that you are also a victim.
As more and more people come from different sects, the pressure on the palace is also increasing.
It is becoming more and more serious and gloomy.
Even a fool can understand that if you say something, others will believe it. The emperor also knows that the powerful sects will find out sooner or later...
The night is as cool as water.
Inside the house, dim candlelight and gauze curtains swayed.
On the bed, the warm fragrance circulated and gradually subsided.
After a while, Qu Tan'er's hair fell on the pillow, and her beautiful little face was particularly beautiful due to some kind of moisture. A strong arm also gently held her in his arms. Her eyes were as bright as water.
Hua, the flash of excitement | the comfort after love.
At this time, Qu Tan'er snuggled quietly against Mo Liancheng's chest. He raised his fingertips and touched Mo Liancheng's chest. Silently, he was drawing small circles. This made someone who had calmed down.
Master, the strange color appeared on his handsome face again.
There is a desire that only men have.
The subtle breathing gradually became heavy.
"Tan'er, don't move. If you move again, you'll do it again!"
"It's almost dawn..." Qu Tan'er said with a dark look on his face.
Tonight, he has been wolfing several times.
Mo Liancheng smiled evilly, "But you don't seem tired at all."
"..." She pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction.
After a while, Qu Tan'er's eyes were confused again, "Chengcheng, we have been here for more than half a year. The time agreed with Liu Qianshui is getting closer and closer."
"Miss Xiao Yu'er?" Mo Liancheng grabbed the restless little hand and held it tightly in his palm.
"Don't you want to?"
"I think about it, I think about it every day." That's his child, how could he not think about it?
"Well, tell me, how long will it take for us to return to Xuanling?"
"When the Situ family begs for mercy, only if they bow their heads can we negotiate terms." Mo Liancheng narrowed his eyes slightly when he talked about this. He said that he himself did not expect that those people in the palace were so difficult to deal with, and they insisted on persisting like this.
Mo Liancheng also gradually frowned. He had thought of this a long time ago, "It's a bit unreasonable, but it happens to be like this. After a month, no one really dares to touch Moyang's palace." Those people sent by the big sect, too
He was too calm, so calm that he lost all blood. With the palace's poor cover-up, Mo Liancheng didn't think he could really deceive all the clans. Why are those people so restrained? I can't figure it out.
Not only Mo Liancheng couldn't figure it out, but Qu Tan'er didn't understand either.
The logic goes, spread the word.
The palace will definitely face the crisis of destruction, but unfortunately, it is still holding on after a few months.