The evil prince, the best concubine

27 Who is it 8
"Then don't leave, go back to the mansion with this king, until you are willing to speak, this king is confident that he can imprison you for a lifetime."

With a flash of his figure, he came to Jian Luo in an instant.

She raised her chin with her fingers, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles. The current scene was like a bully molesting a good woman.

Jian Luo shook off his big hand with great momentum,
With a cold snort, "I believe you have the strength, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, isn't it just a name, tell you, you will let me go?"

Jian Luo was a little aggrieved, when had she ever been so defeated?

Those who have been bullied have no power to fight back, um, meeting him is really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

"If it's a fake name, I don't mind taking you back for free. You should know that I will do what I say."

Jun Moran blinked and looked at her very seriously.

Jian Luo sighed, and rubbed the center of her brows with some headaches.

Well, count him as ruthless.

Who is this prince dragging?

It's so black-bellied.

"I will not fool you with my lifelong freedom."

"Very good. As long as you know. Tell me. This king is all ears."

Jun Moran crossed his arms and stared at Jian Luo condescendingly.

Jian Luo looked at Jun Moran, who was a full head taller than her, and then looked at the domineering aura around him that could not be underestimated, and curled her lips helplessly.

No matter in size, martial arts or imposing manner, this person is far superior to her.

Now, smart people admit failure.

Of course she is no exception.

Meeting him, she is doomed to fail.

"Jane Luo."

Those two simple words made Jun Moran smile.

Jane Luo, um, not bad.

Just, who is she?
from where?

Just when I was thinking about asking him what he wanted to know, I suddenly heard a sound in the sky.

Looking up, a black firework suddenly bloomed in the sky and disappeared slowly.

Black night sky, black fireworks.

It is also black, if ordinary people see it, they will definitely not find that a firework once bloomed in the sky.

Jun Moran was different, he not only saw it, but also saw it clearly.

It was a firework in the shape of a black lotus flower.

这 是
"Remember, Jun Moran."

Suddenly leaned down and whispered something in Jian Luo's ear.

The figure jumped up and disappeared into the vast night.

(End of this chapter)