Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1155 The pit is 213 meters deep
"Bah, shameless! Let go of Juzi——"

Several disciples were so angry that they were about to rush forward, but Mo Wang stopped them.

He put away the blood jade flute, and stared at Wanyan Xiu with heavy eyes.

"The dignified emperor of the Ping Kingdom actually did such a shameless thing? Wan Yanxiu, aren't you afraid that people in the world will laugh at you?"

Where did Wan Yanxiu care?This bastard smiled, went straight to lead Mo Jiu's bay red horse tied to a wooden stake, put Mo Jiu on the horse's back, then turned over and sat behind her, tightly held her tight, turned to Mo Jiu and said with a wild smile .

"The emperor is also a man. Is it important that people in the world laugh at him, or is it more important to find his own wife?"

"Shameless!" Mo Wang gritted his teeth, wishing he could go to the previous life and peel off his skin, but when he saw the scimitar gleaming coldly around Mo Jiu's waist, he stopped abruptly and watched him take Mo Jiu with him. Riding away.

"Hahaha, see you later!"

Wanyanxiu's laughter came from the wind, and Mo Jiu drew his sword and gritted his teeth.

"Follow!"

"Disciple takes orders!"

"Be careful, don't let him find out, it hurt Juzi—"

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The sound of the wind whistled past his ears, and Mo Jiu slowly closed his eyes.

Now that she's here, she's safe, she's used to being casual, since she can't move her body, she doesn't bother to bother, so she might as well rest her head and see what Yan Xiu is going to do.

He didn't hurt her at first, so his life shouldn't be a serious problem.

As long as there is life, you can plan for the future.

Rivers and mountains are left far behind.

Surrounded by unfamiliar scenery, Mo Jiu had already walked for an unknown distance, just when she couldn't help but want to doze off, Wan Yanxiu's voice finally came from above her head.

"Xiao Jiuer, why don't you speak?"

Her mouth was free, but when she came out of Gacha, she was eerily quiet.

Mo Jiu like this was too unfamiliar, and it made him a little uncomfortable.

Mo Jiu yawned without looking back, and smiled lukewarmly, "It's weird, what can I say when I'm kidnapped? Do I have to chat with you and ask if you have eaten today?" Is it cool? Is your brain flooded? Is this normal?"

Wan Yanxiu was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed.

Bowing his head, his chin was touching the top of Mo Jiu's head, and his warm breath just fell on her hair.

"Fool, if a woman babbles and cries a few times, a man will soften his heart..."

Mo Jiu tilted his head in disgust, avoiding his affectionate behavior, Pipi sneered.

"Wanyanxiu, how can you be so cute? It's blood on my face—"

cry?Let her Mo Jiu cry in such a situation, it is better to kill her.

But Wan Yanxiu didn't seem to understand her sarcasm.The arms around her waist became tighter and tighter, and her breathing became hotter and hotter. Her eyes and movements seemed to be holding a rare treasure of her own, and there was even a little pleading for weakness in her voice.

"Xiao Jiuer, follow me back to Alejin? Alejin is more beautiful than here."

"No, you think more beautiful!"

This calm and indifferent sentence was not said by Mo Jiu.

The master of the voice, diagonally above them.

On a green grassy slope, there was a black figure riding a horse.

Wearing a felt hat, holding a sharp sword, a tall horse, a waterfall-like black hair loosely draped behind his shoulders, and a large flowing silk-like cape, dancing with the wind, making him tall and lonely , appear graceful and luxurious.

Beside him, followed by three people.

One hits the west, one goes north, and there is another Sheng Dong whom Mo Jiu hasn't seen for a long time.

(End of this chapter)