I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 502
"That's it."

The wrinkles between King Mo's brows unknowingly unfolded.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he went to the room where his wife was, and searched for the past.

He knew it might be a little shameless to do so.

Eavesdropping and peeking are immoral.

But I just can't control myself.

Then--

He saw that Yun Qingcheng was sitting on the edge of the table with his chin resting, staring at the lamps and candles in a daze.

He stared blankly.

While in a daze, he murmured: "I don't know how Master Beauty is doing now? He just took his hand, and immediately set off to seek revenge. It's better not to have anything happen."

"Who is Master Beauty's enemy?"

"Ah, I can't do it now, I'm still too weak. Master, he refused to tell me, it must be because the enemies are too powerful and don't want me to get into trouble."

……

The more King Mo looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

My husband is thinking about you, but what you are thinking about is that hypocritical and hateful clone.

One bite at a time called "Beauty Master".

Pretty?

How beautiful!

that ugly man!

While thinking about it, he couldn't help stretching out a hand, and touched the small black spot of the curse mark on the left cheek.

If this thing disappears, it will look exactly the same as the clone.

Then will he become the beautiful husband she said?
"Your Highness, the five thousand soldiers Tu Zui sent here have arrived." Qiu Shui reminded, "Shall we go over to check and accept now?"

"Yeah." Mo Wang had a sullen face, "Call the princess together."

Saved her alone, staying in the room, always thinking about something.

Qiu Shui was stunned: "Should I belong?"

King Mo raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you have an opinion?"

He is depressed now.

A man in lovelorn is in a bad mood.

"No, no, no, dare not." Qiu Shui waved his hands repeatedly, thinking to his highness, did he eat gunpowder, or what happened, inexplicably, his emotions came up one after another.

Qiu Shui quickly called Yun Qingcheng out together.

A group of three went to inspect the five thousand soldiers.

This was the first time Yun Qingcheng saw the legendary flying dragon rider.

but--

Why is it a little different from what you imagined?
There is no mount for the flying dragon horse.All on two feet.

Imposing steel armor, no.He was wearing tattered wallets.

There are no spears and spears.What kind of scrap metal is hanging around the waist?
Even more pitiful.

More than 90.00% of these five thousand soldiers are wounded.Either his face was sallow and sallow, or his limbs were horribly swollen with frostbite, or his body was wrapped in bloody bandages.

These soldiers all looked sick, their eyes were dull, and their heads were downcast.

A group of crooked melons and dates!
"General Tu is good enough, he got five thousand wounded to fool His Highness." Yun Qingcheng was immediately out of temper.

This wave of operations was unexpected.

I really don't even want a face.

"Can this one fight?" Qiu Shui began to have a toothache and a headache.

"Obviously not." Mo Wang was quite calm, his face was calm.

"Then what should we do?" Qiu Shui said, "Go find Tu Zui and replace the soldiers. It's useless to punish these old, weak, sick and disabled."

A sneer flashed across King Mo's eyes: "Do you think he will change it for us?"

Qiu Shui silenced.

indeed.

Tu Zui was deliberately making things difficult, and it was impossible to replace them with combat-capable soldiers.

Yun Qingcheng was a little angry at first.

(End of this chapter)