Xiefeng against the sky: rebirth of the queen who controls the demon

Facing the golden light, a petite figure walked through the hall gate, as if a goddess with a layer of gold edges came stepping onto the clouds.

When everyone saw clearly that the person was Mo Lianyi from Mo Ye Country, they were all confused. What was her intention to come on such a solemn occasion?

Mo Lianyi smiled with bright eyes, a pair of clear and cold purple eyes were like the shining stars in the sky, and a royal blue dress in princess uniform. She wore her petite body and felt a heroic look.

Mo Yutian's face looked a little ugly, and his tone was not very happy, "Practice clothes, don't make trouble in the main hall, please retreat quickly."

"Father, my son is here to contribute a slight effort to the Three Kingdoms Summit, and it is not a nonsense."

No one in the world knows that the little princess of Mo Ye is of no use except for her unparalleled appearance. She even said arrogantly that she would contribute her strength to the Three Kingdoms Summit. It was really ridiculous. The crowd had a lot of sarcastic laughter.

Questioning.

Mo Lianyi naturally would not take these people's comments in her eyes. She stared straight at Mo Yutian's obviously unhappy old face, and her eyes did not stop at Lan Xinmei.

Lan Hai saw Mo Lianyi suddenly appear, and then he thought of Yue'er's frequent capsizing in the gutter before. He felt a little nervous, but then he thought that Lan Xinmei was right beside her, and she thought that no matter how capable she was, she could still turn into the sky.

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He bent his body to Mo Lianyi, and whispered beside Mo Lianyi, "Your Highness, your princess, please go back to Zilin Palace quickly! Since ancient times, women in the harem are not allowed to interfere in politics, so why should the little princess fly into the fire?

?If you annoy the emperor, I'm afraid..."

He threatened, and he actually came to threaten this princess. He really took the courage of ambition and didn't give him some color to see her, I really thought that her ink-sanitation was still the waste she used to be.

Mo Lianyi curled up the curve of the corner of her mouth, gently stroked her arms on the side of Lan Hai with her hands, and said softly. "Thank you for your reminder, my uncle is working hard for the country and loyal, so let Lianyi be the niece as her niece.

Filial piety, personally help my uncle to retreat.”

Mo Lianyi didn't sound loud, and it happened that the envoys from all countries around her heard it very clearly. Lan Hai was shocked and showed his diligence. He was either traitor or robber. What kind of conspiracy does this girl want to use?

"Crack, Crack." A sharp pain suddenly came from his arms. He frowned, hissed slightly, took a breath of air conditioning, endured the severe pain and glanced at Mo Lianyi, who was pretending to support him. She lowered her face.

With his eyes down, his mouth was curled up in a beautiful curve, his lotus steps moved lightly, and his slender and soft horns held Lan Hai's arms tightly, making him look like a filial niece.

Feeling Lan Hai's fierce eyes, Mo Lianyi frowned slightly, and dared to stare at this princess, and then became even more violent. She added some strength to Lan Hai's broken arm. I guess this time it was not just a fracture.

It should be shattering.

In fact, she was just concentrating on her mind and forming a thought of crushing Lan Hai's arms. She used her hands slightly, but she didn't expect that the power was so huge.

The envoys from all countries looked at Mo Lianyi's well-behaved and filial look, and all looked at him with praise.

Only a few people who have cultivated martial arts and have practiced their imaginations know that Lan Hai's arm is useless, and thus amazed at Mo Lianyi's behavior.

It turns out that the little princess of Mo Ye is such a master. It seems that rumors in the market are just a cover-up. Mo Yutian is really calm. With such a master who has such cultivation, it is no wonder that he only thinks about refining alchemy and making medicine every day, and rests with peace of mind.

Facing the golden light, a petite figure walked through the hall gate, as if a goddess with a layer of gold edges came stepping onto the clouds.

When everyone saw clearly that the person was Mo Lianyi from Mo Ye Country, they were all confused. What was her intention to come on such a solemn occasion?

Mo Lianyi smiled with bright eyes, a pair of clear and cold purple eyes were like the shining stars in the sky, and a royal blue dress in princess uniform. She wore her petite body and felt a heroic look.

Mo Yutian's face looked a little ugly, and his tone was not very happy, "Practice clothes, don't make trouble in the main hall, please retreat quickly."

"Father, my son is here to contribute a slight effort to the Three Kingdoms Summit, and it is not a nonsense."

No one in the world knows that the little princess of Mo Ye is of no use except for her unparalleled appearance. She even said arrogantly that she would contribute her strength to the Three Kingdoms Summit. It was really ridiculous. The crowd had a lot of sarcastic laughter.

Questioning.

Mo Lianyi naturally would not take these people's comments in her eyes. She stared straight at Mo Yutian's obviously unhappy old face, and her eyes did not stop at Lan Xinmei.

Lan Hai saw Mo Lianyi suddenly appear, and then he thought of Yue'er's frequent capsizing in the gutter before. He felt a little nervous, but then he thought that Lan Xinmei was right beside her, and she thought that no matter how capable she was, she could still turn into the sky.

.

He bent his body to Mo Lianyi, and whispered beside Mo Lianyi, "Your Highness, your princess, please go back to Zilin Palace quickly! Since ancient times, women in the harem are not allowed to interfere in politics, so why should the little princess fly into the fire?

?If you annoy the emperor, I'm afraid..."

He threatened, and he actually came to threaten this princess. He really took the courage of ambition and didn't give him some color to see her, I really thought that her ink-sanitation was still the waste she used to be.

Mo Lianyi curled up the curve of the corner of her mouth, gently stroked her arms on the side of Lan Hai with her hands, and said softly. "Thank you for your reminder, my uncle is working hard for the country and loyal, so let Lianyi be the niece as her niece.

Filial piety, personally help my uncle to retreat.”

Mo Lianyi didn't sound loud, and it happened that the envoys from all countries around her heard it very clearly. Lan Hai was shocked and showed his diligence. He was either traitor or robber. What kind of conspiracy does this girl want to use?

"Crack, Crack." A sharp pain suddenly came from his arms. He frowned, hissed slightly, took a breath of air conditioning, endured the severe pain and glanced at Mo Lianyi, who was pretending to support him. She lowered her face.

With his eyes down, his mouth was curled up in a beautiful curve, his lotus steps moved lightly, and his slender and soft horns held Lan Hai's arms tightly, making him look like a filial niece.

Feeling Lan Hai's fierce eyes, Mo Lianyi frowned slightly, and dared to stare at this princess, and then became even more violent. She added some strength to Lan Hai's broken arm. I guess this time it was not just a fracture.

It should be shattering.

In fact, she was just concentrating on her mind and forming a thought of crushing Lan Hai's arms. She used her hands slightly, but she didn't expect that the power was so huge.

The envoys from all countries looked at Mo Lianyi's well-behaved and filial look, and all looked at him with praise.

Only a few people who have cultivated martial arts and have practiced their imaginations know that Lan Hai's arm is useless, and thus amazed at Mo Lianyi's behavior.

It turns out that the little princess of Mo Ye is such a master. It seems that rumors in the market are just a cover-up. Mo Yutian is really calm. With such a master who has such cultivation, it is no wonder that he only thinks about refining alchemy and making medicine every day, and rests with peace of mind.