The emperor's first-class concubine

Chapter 112
"Okay, then I'll make it happen for you..." Fake Mo Li said coldly, his figure crossed the table like a streamer and threw Mu Qianxue to the ground.

After the bang clang clang, the dishes and jugs on the table were drunk all over the floor.

Although Mu Qianxue didn't expect him to make such a sudden move, she instinctively counterattacked quite quickly. Before she fell to the ground, she punched the fake Mo Li's jaw.

With a bang, the fist landed firmly on the man's chin, causing a bruise immediately.

The fake Mo Li pressed Mu Qianxue to the ground, watching her face frowning because her back was pressed against the hard chair back, and her eyes spitting fire because of anger, a strange expression finally appeared on the zombie's face. expression.

"Why hit me?" There was a regretful voice, and he really missed her docile and lovely appearance before.

Mu Qianxue narrowed her eyes slightly and cursed. "Are you sick? Hit you? I'm going to kill you!"

Fake Moli seemed to be interested in chatting again suddenly, "Before, when you saw the injury on my back, didn't you feel distressed?"

He could feel her distress.

It's really good if you don't mention it, Mu Qianxue is about to vomit blood from anger when it is mentioned.

"If those injuries appeared on Mo Li's back, I would really feel distressed. But if it were you, I'm sorry, I don't feel like a hairy girl!"

"I am him."

Without getting tired of it, Fake Mo Li mentioned it again.

This also made Mu Qianxue have to start thinking about whether this person was suffering from some kind of mental illness.

"After he dies, I will be him." Fake Mo Li added.

Mu Qianxue began to re-examine the man in front of her, "Then who are you now?"

"I am who I am." A rather lonely sentence.

"Are you the landlord of the ghost building?" After thinking about it, this person is the most suspicious.

"That idiot? I threw it into the pool of blood and made it into a puppet."

Mu Qianxue asked again, "Then who are you?"

"Didn't I tell you, I am Mo Li."

The powerlessness of talking to a mentally ill person is really an unusual experience. "You are a fake! A fake can't be true, do you understand?"

However, Fake Moli seems to be never tired of such conversations. "He died, and I naturally became real."

"Then why don't you kill him quickly? What's the point?" Mu Qianxue urged after finally coming to an idea.

"I'm going to kill you first in front of him, and then kill him."

"Then you should take me to him quickly!"

"I'm going to sleep with you first."

Sleep with your sister!
Mu Qianxue cursed bitterly in her heart.

"You want to provoke him?"

"His woman, everything about him belongs to me." Fake Mo Li said it as a matter of course.

"You can't beat him, why do you want to die like this?"

bingo!

Finally stimulated him.

The zombie face on the fake Mo Li's face became ferocious, "He's just a coward!"

"Tch, a coward..." Mu Qianxue smiled sarcastically, "Then do you dare to do it with me in front of him?"

Fake Moli: "..."

"What I fancy is just his handsome appearance. But he still has so many women, which really hurts my heart." Looking at the fake Mo Li who seemed to be thinking, Mu Qianxue hurriedly continued to fan the flames. "I cooperate with you and make out with you in front of him. I can vent my anger for myself and fit your plan. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

"Of course, if you don't dare, just pretend I didn't say anything." Mu Qianxue added coolly.

Fake Moli pressed Mu Qianxue, looked down at her from above, until she felt hairy in her heart, and then slowly said, "Okay, I will follow you."

Mu Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed him up with a cold face.

Fake Mo Li got up, shook his robe, "You are dead on both sides, I will be happier if he does it."

Mu Qianxue: "..."

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(End of this chapter)