Dark Beast Summoner

Long Mo looked down at Liu Jiaojiao condescendingly, his eyes were icy cold, he said, "What kind of depression are you in? Tell me, this king, and listen."

Liu Jiaojiao just thought that Long Moshen was caring about her, but she didn't know how happy she was, but she had a melancholy look on her face, her brows furrowed, and she said softly, "Cousin, I don't have anything on my mind, so don't ask. "

"Really? Since that's the case, then the king will not ask."

puff! The script is wrong, Uncle!

Mu Wushuang smirked and blushed.

Liu Jiaojiao didn't expect Long Moshen to say such a thing, her eyes were a little stunned, and she didn't know how to react. At this time, her maid Lilac hurriedly knelt down and cried:

"My lord, Miss Biao is reluctant to say it, but today the slaves risked their lives to say it! In the past few years, Miss Biao must know how much the lord has paid for the lord. The reason why Miss Biao is willing to pay for the lord is because she has the lord in her heart. Ah, but the lord has always been reluctant to give Miss Biao a name, which has caused Miss Biao to be depressed and exhausted all day long."

"Then what do you mean, as long as I give Miss Biao a name, her heart disease will be cured, right?" Long Mo asked in a cold voice.

"Yes! For the poor sake of Miss Biao, please give Miss Biao a name." Lilac nodded hurriedly, not noticing the gloomy expression on the prince's face, which was dripping with water.

Long Moshen said coldly: "However, this king has already sworn that he will have a couple for the rest of his life, and this king will only have one wife in this life."

Liu Jiaojiao was overjoyed. What did her cousin mean by not only giving her a name, but also wanting her one? Then she will be the princess in the future? !

Liu Jiaojiao never thought that the surprise would come so quickly!

One person for the rest of your life, isn't the meaning of what my cousin said, just to tell her that she will only need one in the future? What Lilac said is right, this trick is really useful, what kind of thing is Mu Wushuang, how can she be important!

Lilac Baishao and other maids knelt on the ground happily and said loudly, "Congratulations to Miss Biao, Miss Biao! Miss Biao finally managed to keep the clouds and see the moon, and she got what she wanted!"

Liu Jiaojiao looked at Long Moshen with a shy and timid expression.

Long Moshen's face was extremely gloomy, when did he promise to give Liu Jiaojiao the name!

Mu Wushuang almost burst out laughing, Liu Jiaojiao's master and servants felt so good about themselves that they thought that Uncle Huang was going to marry her as a princess, and seeing the gloomy expression on Uncle Huang's face was really funny.

Uncle Huang's icy gaze swept towards her in vain.

"cough!"

Mu Wushuang coughed lightly, stood up after watching the excitement, and for the sake of the money the uncle gave her, he helped him.

She tossed the melon seeds, picked up an orange and weighed it in her hand, and jokingly said in a clear voice:

"You three masters and servants are really interesting. You sing better than the actors on the stage. Do you want me to have someone set up a stage for you some other day?"

"Sister Wushuang, what do you mean? Are you jealous of me?" Liu Jiao Jiao said softly, her brows full of pride.

The two maids stood up and stopped in front of Mu Wushuang, saying, "Bold, how dare you talk to the future mistress like this!"

"Long Yi, come here! First slap these two disrespectful maids a hundred times in the face!" Mu Wushuang said.

Long Yi in the dark appeared like a shadow in front of everyone, wearing a black mask on his face, and his body was full of evil spirits. At first glance, it was the existence of licking blood on the tip of the knife.

When Lian Yunfeng saw it, he subconsciously retreated. He wanted to speak for Liu Jiaojiao, but those words returned directly to his throat.

Mu Wushuang didn't expect Uncle Huang to give her such a person, and this kind of person is his right hand.

"How dare you!" Lilac, the maid, raised her chin, her momentum was quite strong.

"Why don't I dare?" Mu Wushuang threw his ear scraping, and directly violently threw the person out.

She glanced at Liu Jiaojiao and others, and said arrogantly: "First of all, you must understand that there is only one future mistress in the palace, but that person is not you Liu Jiaojiao, but me, Mu Wushuang!"

No matter whether she wants to be this mistress or not, Liu Jiaojiao, who is like a clown who jumps on the beam, will never be able to.

"Impossible!" Liu Jiaojiao said loudly, her voice shrill, but full of anger, she didn't look like someone who was unconscious and vomiting blood.

Mu Wushuang curled his lips into a smile, turned around and stretched out his hand to hold Long Moshen's hand, his fingers slipped in neatly one by one, clasped with his ten fingers, then raised his hand and raised it, sneering: "Hold hands with Uncle Huang It's me, and what are you, Liu Jiaojiao?"

Long Mo looked down at the clasped hands of the two, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then held her hand back.

It seems that this little princess of his mouth said that she did not want to marry him, but her body was very honest.

Liu Jiaojiao shook her head vigorously, her eyes fixed on the clasped hands of the two, expecting Long Moshen to shake Mu Wushuang's dirty hands away, but he didn't.

Her face suddenly turned ugly, that is to say, it was just her wishful thinking? Did she misunderstand what Long Moshen said?

Liu Jiaojiao was really tight in her chest and short of breath, and she couldn't breathe well. She closed her eyes and fainted again.

Mu Wushuang didn't want to watch the white lotus continue to pretend, so he couldn't change a new routine?

She brought a pot of herbal tea directly from the table and splashed it on Liu Jiaojiao's face.

Liu Jiaojiao sat up with an "ah".

"Uncle Huang, Miss Biao always likes to get dizzy. It seems that Doctor Wang is useless. Next time, please change Miss Biao to a doctor." Mu Wushuang looked at Liu Jiaojiao jokingly and said with Long Moshen.

"Well." Long Mo looked at her with a sly smile and nodded lightly.

His eyes fell vaguely on her and his hands, and his frowning brows gradually stretched out.

Long Yi's strength was amazing. He slapped Lilac's mouth first, and after a few strokes, Lilac's face was swollen into a pig's head, and the corners of his mouth were covered in blood. The other maid, Bai Shao, was crying in fright, and fell directly to the ground.

Liu Jiaojiao was frightened and frightened, and she hated Mu Wushuang so much, her eyes flashed, and she suddenly said loudly:

"Cousin, please stop Long Yi from hitting them. If you want to hit them, hit me. Anyway, I'm so weak now, and I can't exchange blood for my cousin. It's useless, so just kill me!"

Long Mo raised his eyebrows deeply, Liu Jiaojiao still learned to threaten him?

A few days later, it was the night of the full moon. Did she think that without her to exchange blood, Long Moshen would not be able to live?

"Yunfeng, help Long Yi continue to slap his mouth, and don't stop when it's less than a hundred!"

Long Mo commanded in a deep cold voice.

No matter how unconvinced Yun Feng was, he had no choice but to take orders, looking at Liu Jiaojiao with shame on his face, and then apologetically slapped her maid Bai Shao.

"Yunfeng, use some strength, why is it like not having enough to eat, are you an embroidered pillow?"

Mu Wushuang let go of Long Moshen's hand, and leisurely peeled off the oranges, while mocking Yun Feng, as if he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

Yun Feng gritted his teeth, and since Wang Ye was present, he did not dare to refute, so he had to increase his strength.

After a while, Mu Wushuang suddenly felt the chill all over his body aggravate, and when he looked back, Long Moshen was staring at her hand.

"Uncle, do you want to eat oranges too?"

She generously gave him half the oranges, but he didn't reach out to pick them up, so she had to gag him in his mouth.

When Butler Wang came over, what he saw was the scene where Mu Wushuang used her fat fingers to feed her exiled prince, and immediately moved his eyes away, wanting to go back and wash his eyes.