Take your son to get married

Chapter 513 Coming to the Beast Race 7
He doesn't want anything better or more outstanding, he only wants Mo Qianchen, and this one is enough.

Hearing Feng Shukuang's affirmative words, Bu Yanchen raised a nonchalant smile in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to hold Feng Shukuang's hand and said: "Okay, you love her, come, come, go with mother to see mother this time Big surprise for you."

While speaking, he dragged Feng Shukuang forward.

She was young and frivolous, and she knew that teenagers thought that liking was love, and their thoughts would last forever, but after time and experience, they realized that it was just a beautiful idea when they were older, and they ignorantly liked to do arithmetic there.

Bu Yanchen came from that time when he was young, so he naturally knew that these teenagers liked them impulsively, so he didn't treat Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen at all.

Feng Shukuang's face darkened, and he raised his hand to shake off his mother's hand.

"Son, calm down. I've been waiting for more than ten days, and it's not too short of time. Just tell your mother to see what surprise she brings back for you. After reading it, you really want to go to Mo Qianchen. Father, help you run away secretly." Seeing this, the Beast Emperor immediately chased after Feng Shukuang and held Feng Shukuang's hand, and entered the secret way through sound transmission.

Hearing the words, Feng Shukuang glanced sideways at his father.

The Beast Emperor gave Feng Shukuang a tacit wink between the father and son.

Seeing this, Feng Shukuang gritted his teeth fiercely, and coldly groaned his mother, as if covering his face with a mask. Followed his mother like a layer of frost.

After he finishes reading, he will leave at night. He must find Mo Qianchen and take care of him properly so that he can feel at ease.

As for whether his mother likes it or not, when Mo Qianchen comes to be with him, he has plenty of ways to grind it out slowly. Now he is not in the mood to grind his mother down. He is all focused on Mo Qianchen and does not see anyone. He couldn't be quiet.

Gritting his teeth tightly, Feng Shukuang's people are still in the orc race, but Ke Xin has already flown to the human race.

A cool breeze flew by, and a faint cool breath flew away, filling the world.

Colorful blooms are everywhere, and birds are green and enchanting.

In the large garden of the Beast Race Palace, all the flowers in the garden are competing to bloom at this time, bees and butterflies are dancing among the flowers, emerald kingfishers on the treetops, colorful peacocks, and small hummingbirds are singing one after another. , rendering this royal garden full of vitality, vitality and beauty.

The lake is quiet, and the green lake in the middle of the garden is rippling in the faint breeze, just like ink smudged on rice paper, against the lotus and green willows by the lake, it is like a fairyland on earth, quiet and endless .

And in this lake and mountain scenery, a snow-white figure stands against the wind, gently standing on a pool of lake water, and the white dress that looks like sand is slightly fluttering in the breeze, as if there are thousands of layers of clouds The blooming is general, and the beauty is suffocating.

White shadows fluttered, and the pink lotus by the lake reflected off her skirt, dotted with a light pink on the white. If you don't see her, she has already descended like a fairy, which makes people unbearable to touch.

"Who is this?" The Beast Emperor, who was walking over against Feng Shukuang, saw it at a glance, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback. There was no such a dusty woman in his palace.

When the Beast Emperor made a sound, the woman standing in the lake seemed to be disturbed, and turned her head to look at them.

His eyebrows are like distant Dai, and his eyes are like autumn water.

Lips are red without spots, and the face is not repaired.

The best in the world, just like this.

(End of this chapter)