Princess, be nice

Chapter 1411

"Hey, you are the wife of the Ming Dynasty media, who else is worthy of you besides you?"

Hearing Long Quyuan's words, Yuan Changhuan almost sneered, but there was Xie Ci behind him, the most important thing was that Xie Ci's arm was strangling her waist, and it was about to break her slender waist.

Just when she was about to push Xie Ci away, Xie Ci shot towards Long Quyuan who was in the midair above the clouds and mist.

With the sharp knife out of its sheath, you will see the murderous intent to seal your throat with blood.

Filled the entire Tongtian Pavilion.

Yuan Changhuan was the closest, and he could feel the coercion, aggressiveness, and coldness the most. This is the real spirit of Xie Ci.

Looking down on the world, no one is afraid.

"Madam Zheng, heh, Long Quyuan, are you dead when you are my son?"

Xie Ci let go of Yuan Changhuan, and walked towards Long Quyuan, there was a cold frost between his brows and eyes.

Even in the face of Xie Ci, Long Quyuan was still calm and composed, with his arms folded, standing in mid-air, his thin red lips were full of wanton smiles, "Did I say something wrong?"

Xie Ci looked at his cold clear eyes, and after a while he sneered, "Seizing someone's wife is something you can do, Long Quyuan, I have underestimated you."

"Thank you." Long Quyuan still had a beautiful smile on his face, but the smile in his eyes completely faded, "Don't say that when I got married with Xiao Huan'er, she had just reached the age of [-], even if she is a little girl in this life Huan'er, she also reconciled with you, didn't she? If you want to talk about a wife, she is also the wife of this seat, so it has nothing to do with you."

Long Quyuan's accomplishments are no worse than Xie Ci's in terms of being angry to death.

Xie Ci's face darkened instantly after saying these words, his phoenix eyes were full of sharpness, he stared at him, and the palm of his hand flashed with brilliance.

Straight to Long Quyuan.

A gentleman can use his hands, but he should not use his mouth.

I can't wait to kill Long Quyuan.

Yuan Changhuan could clearly see the meaning in Xie Ci's eyes, because the murderous intent was so heavy that she didn't want to look at it, but she could see it clearly.

Instead of hiding, Long Quyuan went up to meet him, and the two fought again.

At the end of the fight, Yuan Changhuan couldn't leave, even Miao Miao was sleepy, hugging Yuan Changhuan's neck, "Mother, can you go or not, if you don't, Miao Miao will go back to sleep for a while."

Looking at her son's pink and jade-carved face, Yuan Changhuan hugged him and turned around. She remembered the room where her son lived in the mirror that Long Quyuan had shown her before, and asked, "During this time Where do they live, Xiaoxian, take me there to see."

As long as Yuan Changhuan doesn't leave the Tongtian Pavilion, Xiaoxian is naturally willing to take them to the Tongtian Tower.

"Here, Yuanyuan, here, Xiaoxian will take you there."

As he said that, he skipped ahead and stopped flying. He also introduced the scenery of Tongtian Tower to Yuan Changhuan by the way.

The Tongtian Pagoda is full of scenery, but unfortunately, due to the illusion created by Long Quyuan, many scenery cannot be seen. Xiaoxian felt it was a pity, and said happily to Yuan Chang, "Yuanyuan, when the pavilion master withdraws from the illusion, Xiaoxian will bring you back again." You go and see something else."

It was like the earth was turned upside down behind, the two men, neither would let the other.

Long Quyuan didn't expect that Xie Ci would be able to use illusion, and he could clearly find his position. The expression of interest in his eyes gradually deepened, "Who did you learn the illusion from?"

Xie Ci's eyebrows were full of sneering, "After all, I didn't learn from you, mother-in-law and mother care so much, it's really the style of the master of Tongtian Pavilion."

"If this son guessed correctly, there was a purpose for you to help us get married a few years ago."

(End of this chapter)