Just as he was thinking about it, Ao Zhelong had already passed Jing Xu and came to Mu Xianning in a few steps.
Mu Xianning raised her face, and there was no trace of fear in her eyes that were shining brightly. Instead, she was so arrogant that she wanted to conquer her even more.
"Woman, come back to the palace with me." Ao Zhelong didn't say anything nonsense, because as long as he wanted, there was nothing he couldn't get!
Ao Zhelong's words made Jing Xu and Yuan Yuanqing's hearts sink to the bottom.
Why! Even the title of Mu Tie Mercenary Group has no effect on this prince!
Yuan Yuan's heart was instantly filled with anger, and he suddenly took a step forward, but Mu Xianning reached out and grabbed his wrist first.
A strong air current immediately suppressed all the surging magic in his body.
She looked back at Mu Xianning in surprise, her face full of surprise and worry.
Mu Xianning didn't even look at Yuan Yuan. She stared at Ao Zhelong with half-smiling eyes, and a sneer flashed in her heart. Three years later, he still hasn't changed, so...stupid.
"Ao Zhelong, it's been so long..." Her voice was like a silver bell, like a demon, which instantly made people lose their minds...
Aozhelong's eyes widened and he looked at the girl in front of him. For a moment, his heart was surrounded by the cold feeling when he met her eyes before.
So familiar, so familiar...so familiar that he thought she was—Mu Xianning.
But it's impossible. That woman disappeared with Zangyue three years ago... How could she be here?! Absolutely impossible!
"Who are you?" In surprise, Ao Zhelong could not even speak coherently with his excitement.
When Ao Zheqing heard the familiar and cold voice, his whole body was stunned and he immediately looked up and down at the girl.
The silver hair, figure, veil, and the sudden thoughts in my mind are ever-changing.
"What's wrong? Brother?" Sensing the change in the atmosphere in the air, Ao Yening looked at Ao Zhelong in confusion, but she had never seen Ao Zhelong with such a shocked and panic expression, as if the girl in front of her...
Maybe it's like a Rakshasa from hell...what's going on.
"You don't even recognize me anymore. It seems like you've had a good life in the past few years." The girl's voice was lively and pleasant, but it was so chilling that Ao Zhelong and Ao Zheqing felt their bodies run down.
"Stop talking nonsense!" A loud shout suddenly sounded.
A shadow, like a gust of wind, had already rushed toward Mu Xianning.
The girl who was sitting at the table drinking put down the white celadon-rimmed wine glass in her hand, and then lazily stood up. Her whole body exuded a powerful but bohemian aura, facing the oncoming strong wind.
The girl just snapped her fingers lightly.
bump!!
Ao Zheqing was like a baggage. With a crash, he bounced to the wall five meters away with a bang! The powerful force actually caused him to be embedded in the wall and unable to land.
Ao Zheqing's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost. He stared at the girl who was surrounded by officers and soldiers in an instant, but he vomited blood profusely and could no longer say a word.
"This reckless boy seems to have only grown taller in three years. His brain has not improved, and he still has memory problems. I remember that I told him clearly not to attack me again or he would die." Mu Xianning said.
In his eyes, there flashed a trace of ruthless murderous intent that would make people enter the ice cellar.
