The strongest queen of the six realms

Chapter 298 Untitled (2)
Si Yajun finally couldn't see it anymore, she pulled Luo Qingchen over and pressed her into her arms, "Chuan'er, now is not the time to reminisce, don't you still have important things to do?" This hour and a half is also possible, but Si Yajun can't see his wife rubbing her face against another man. Although that man is his brother-in-law, it's one thing to accept it physically, but another thing to accept it rationally. Something's wrong, if you rub it any longer, Si Yajun will draw his sword and kill someone.

Feng Ranmo shrugged nonchalantly, feeling speechless at Si Yajun's boring and childish jealousy, please beg him to be just her brother, as for guarding against him, and the two siblings haven't seen each other for thousands of years, is it okay this time? It was easy to get to know each other, so couldn't Si Yajun be more generous?
Feng Ranmo was slandering in her heart, but she didn't show anything on her face. She narrowed her eyes and took a closer look at Luo Qingchen's outfit, "Qingchen, what's the matter with you?"

Luo Qingchen managed to poke his head out of Si Yajun's arms, and when he heard Feng Ranmo's doubts, his eyes flickered slightly before he said: "Original body, but you don't have it, brother, even if there is a change, you can't change it." At most, the color of your eyes and hair will change slightly, which is essentially your true form, but I am different, I am the daughter of Kannazuki, the next ruler of the heaven, so there will be reasons Body, showing body."

Her mother's things in the heaven were actually deceived by that wolf-hearted Sheng Qingjue. Not only that, she also imprisoned her mother, forced her mother to be separated from her father for such a long time, and threw Feng Ranmo, who was only a few years old, at that time. In the human world, let her fend for herself, and what is even more unforgivable is that Yajun was injured so badly, thinking that everything would be fine if her memory was blocked, it was just a dream, how did Sheng Qingjue snatch her back? If she took her mother's things, how would she get them back? She would fight back twice as much as she suffered before and now. Sheng Qingjue, are you ready for revenge?

The eyes are cold and misty but with a strong killing intent, which startled Feng Ranmo who was still wanting to ask something. Danfeng with a cold smile had a hint of domineering and distressed in his eyes, and raised his hand to think When she was about to touch Luo Qingchen's cheek, she was scared back by Si Yajun's faint gaze, and then it took a while to remember that Luo Qingchen was his sister, and she was not an outsider. It's a shock to the world, but Si Yajun, you can just hug my sister.

"Master Pluto, she is my younger sister." Feng Ranmo regained the detached and elegant but slightly charming appearance when they first met, her beautiful and cold Danfeng eyes slightly raised, and infinite amorous feelings flowed in the corners of his eyes , even Xia Xinglan can't compare to her.

Si Yajun rolled Feng Ranmo's eyes indecently, and her thin lips moved lightly: "You don't need to tell me, everyone here knows that Chuan'er is your sister and my wife."

Feng Ranmo smiled slowly, leaned closer to Si Yajun, and said with a charming voice: "You also said that Qingchen is my sister, and there is a blood relationship between me and her. Don't watch her so closely." Besides, even if he wanted to rob someone, he would have to wait until Si Yajun was not by Luo Qingchen's side so he could abduct her, and he actually abducted his lovely sister without him knowing. .

Si Yajun pursed her lips and said nothing, and when she was about to turn around and leave with Luo Qingchen in her arms, Xuechen's soft voice came from behind, "Qingchen, wait a minute, I have something to say." Xuechen apologized Glancing at the man standing behind her, she walked straight to Luo Qingchen's side and took her hand. The cold feeling made Luo Qingchen purse her lips again. The crimson dress was filled with wind, but Exudes a touch of sadness and lingering pain.

(End of this chapter)