The code name of this palace is 007: Wangye, if you have a kind, you will be singled out

Chapter 334

Lan Yu quietly waited for Mo Yuxuan to finish speaking, her red lips curled slightly, and she quickly reached out her hand to Mo Yuxuan's fingertips to grab the porcelain bottle she was playing with while smiling softly: "I really don't need this medicine!"

One step faster than her, Mo Yuxuan was already on guard.

Under Lan Yu's previous attacks, her well-trained body quickly moved to the side, grabbing Lan Yu's fingertips and at the same time tightly grasping the porcelain bottle into her palm, her brows collapsed, and she stared back empty-handed Lan Yu, accused silently of grief and indignation.

Lan Yu just didn't want to listen to Mo Yuxuan's shameless remarks, and didn't want to pursue any more moves, so he just glanced coldly at Mo Yuxuan's tightly clenched fists: "Give it back to me if you want it, or give it back to me if you want it!" I shut up!"

"Okay!" Mo Yuxuan looked at Lan Yu's vaguely annoyed eyes, but he was honest at this time, uttered a word very simply, and pursed his thin lips randomly.

Waiting for Lan Yu to move forward without saying a word, Mo Yuxuan immediately stuffed the porcelain bottle into a tight pocket in his arms, put the things away properly, and the serious look just now disappeared in an instant.

With a smile on his face, he quickly caught up with Lan Yu and walked side by side with her, turned sideways, licked his face, and said with a playful smile next to Lan Yu's ear: "Don't worry, this is the token of love you gave to the prince, it is death. This prince will never be snatched away."

Before he finished speaking, after a cold light, he finally shut his mouth for real!

Lan Yu looked at Mo Yuxuan's strands of hair flying back quickly with the wind, looked at Mo Yuxuan who had a light red mark on his neck, and Mo Yuxuan who had a slumped face and no intention to speak, curled his lips into an enchanting smile, and slowly He retracted the dagger he was holding backwards into his sleeve.

"Xiao Yuer, don't play such dangerous games in the future!"

Mo Yuxuan watched the dagger return to Lan Yu's sleeve, and then he raised his hand to touch the neck that was even more stinging from the wind and sand. Although he knew that it had no effect, he still complained: "If you accidentally kill me Prince, don't you want to be a widow for the rest of your life!"

Wind!

The only answer to Mo Yuxuan was the sharp sound of the strong wind blowing through the sky and the earth.

Lan Yu didn't even bother to answer Mo Yuxuan's proposal, and went straight ahead.

After walking another two or three hundred steps, the thick brocade red embroidered red robe on his body was pulled tightly against his body by the wind. Even in his clothes, he could feel the force of the sand hitting his body.

(End of this chapter)