The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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"This is the truth." Nangong Liuyun smiled and looked awkward, but the second half of the sentence will be the skin of Beichen Shadow. "The second child of Moh, you can't deal with it now."

"Mohki's second child?" Beichen Film heard the words, suddenly exclaimed.

The Wuyang Palace Mohist, one of the top ten families in the world, the Mohist son of Mohyun, is very powerful, and caused a sensation on the mainland.

On weekdays, the elders of the family taught people that they were directly squinting and roaring with a feather duster: "The sorrowful family, Mo Yunfeng, the young age, Barabara..."

This Mo Yunfeng is the child of the legendary family of three hundred and sixty degrees.

Of course, Nangong Liuyun’s reputation is even bigger than Mo Yunfeng, but the parents always understand that people are not? Nangong Liuyun is a **** in the sky and the sky, how can mortals catch up? This Mo Yunfeng second master is a living and catching object.

Therefore, in the tragic childhood of Xiaobei Chenying, the ear is constantly filled with how the two masters of the Mohist family are so perfect that he is extremely sensitive to the three words of Mo Yunfeng.

Nangong Liu Yun smiled and smiled and picked the sword. "How? You are afraid of him?"

"I will be afraid of him?" Bei Chenying suddenly stepped on his tail and almost jumped up with excitement. "Now I am eighth, and the eighth is the peak. He is comparable to me! Give me tea." ""

Bei Chen Ying did not swear.

Nangong Liuyun held his hand and looked very far away. He fell on a small black spot in the distance: "Before entering the Jiuzhong Hall, I heard that this ink is also the eighth-order peak, and I don't know how it is now. ”

Is it the eighth-order peak? Bei Chen Ying suddenly bit a face, roaring in his heart: Mo Yunfeng, you hold on, don't break through earlier than Lao Tzu!

However, the snoring of Beichen Ying did not seem to have an effect, and the black spots in the distance soon came to the group of Nangong Liuyun.

Mo Yunfeng hits the azure robes, the face is like a crown jade, the Fengshen is handsome, and the end is the singer.

His eyes are like autumn, his red lips are bent, and with a gentle smile like jade, it makes people feel good at first glance.

"Hey, Nangong, Beichen, it turned out to be two of you." Mo Yunfeng rode on the high head and the horse, and the horse flew away. After the reins, his smile was full of meaning.

"How? Seeing the two of us, isn't it unexpected?" Bei Chenying hands behind, like an old man, squinting at Mo Yunfeng.

Mo Yunfeng jumped off the horse and hugged his fist to plead guilty: "The offense is offended. There are rumors that you have gone to Muxianfu, and here is the only way for Muxianfu, so-"

He smiled and looked very good. He smiled and looked at Nangong Liuyun and others, but his eyes were deep in the eyes when he swept through the Nangong stream.

Nangong Liuyun stood calmly, standing indifferent and arrogant, like the Condor in the night sky, since there is a arrogance of the sky, the strength and hegemony of the world.

Mo Yunfeng's eyelids are slightly invisible and slightly wrinkled.

Li Yaoyao does not mean that Nangong Liuyun was seriously injured and nearly dying? How do you look now, completely okay? Or is it that a few people in front of the fox are in the fox?

At this moment, there was an angry voice in the carriage: "What are you going to stop? Go quickly!"

Upon hearing this voice, our Sue girl subconsciously narrowed her neck and took a step back silently.

It is really hurting people for no reason, some guilty...