Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

Nangong Yuxuan's eyes were burning. He was also very dissatisfied with the messenger. He secretly gathered his internal power and wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Nangong Shaozhu, the two countries will not cut the emissary and let him go." Nightfall raised his hand to stop him.

The messenger knew that he had escaped. In such weather, my back was wet with sweat.

Seeing the messenger leave in confusion, Nangong Yuxuan asked: "you let him slander Linglong“

With a smile, the whole person seems relaxed.

"Since she has been happy with Duanmu Minglei every night, why does she need to go back?"

That girl is very proud, Duanmu Minglei is also too much to his face.

Nangong Yuxuan was overjoyed: "you mean, that woman is not Linglong?"

At night, the city sighed: "you can't believe all the words of Beiqi people“

Yun Linglong is really missing.

Duanmu Minglei gets a reward and his face is blue.

There is no fear in the imagination, but yeqingcheng has the heart of exterminating Beiqi.

It's not what he wants.

Women, even if they are the best in the world, can't be compared with the rivers and mountains under their feet.

He is so open-minded, and the city at night is no exception.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, Feng Wu came up cleverly.

"Your Highness." She called with a low brow.

Duanmu Minglei looked at her playfully. He thought she was a chess piece, but in her heart, he was not. Is she eager to leave him with this idea?

As soon as she raised her hand, she was tightly held in her arms. Her breath and heart beat were so clear.

People are intimate. However, two hearts, but never close.

"Your wishful thinking has failed, Nanling. Maybe you can't go back." Duanmu Minglei frivolously raised her chin and bit her lip.

Feng Wu raised his face in his arms, "why, is king an so cool and thin“

Her joy was more than her loss.

It turns out that Yun Linglong is not so important in his heart.

"Well, no wonder he did. Women... "Duanmu's scorn in his open tone was not intended to hide.

The five eyes of Phoenix are full of coldness. Men are the coldest and most merciless species in the world.

No matter she or Yun Linglong, in the eyes of men, they are not the most precious.

Seeing the joy in her eyes, Duanmu Minglei was surprised.

Didn't she want to leave?

"Why, you are not very disappointed?" Duanmu Minglei asked jokingly.

"I thought that Yun Linglong had a very important place in his heart, but that's all." Phoenix five relieved a smile.

Duanmu Minglei was already annoyed. He said coldly, "but this idea of yours has aroused the anger of the night. He wants to wash Beiqi with blood."

It's really a disaster!

Feng five jiao voice even smile, slanting head, pretending naive asked: "how, prince his highness afraid?"

Men are always heroic in front of women. Duanmu smiles proudly: "are you afraid? Don't forget that this war was started by this palace. "

Feng Wu's slender fingers poked on his chest and said in a soft voice, "so, Feng Wu expects his royal highness to conquer Nanling."

"Ha ha..." Duanmu Minglei laughed.

This is his biggest wish!

"I hope you're really Yun Linglong. We've done some exercises before. I don't believe he can be indifferent." Duanmu Minglei wants to give yeqingcheng the most embarrassing insult.

The hatred of killing one's father and seizing one's wife are all mortal.

"Strange, did Yun Linglong go to heaven or go to earth? Why is there no news at all? " This is what Fengwu is most concerned about.

She hopes that Yun Linglong's life is not like death, at least not better than her.

A group of people and horses galloped toward Liucheng. The sound of horse's hoofs raised the dust all over the sky, and pedestrians on the road gave way one after another.

Soldiers guarding the city, beckoning them to stop.

”Who are you“ A leader came to check.

In an extraordinary period, there can be no more trouble in Liucheng.

The leader only reined in his mount, remained aloof and did not answer.

An attendant came over and said in a low voice, "this is the king of Jin. Don't you report it as soon as possible?"

"Ah?" The leader was stunned.

Those who have come to Liucheng recently are all big people!

Three princes come to a city?

He peeped and saw that the man on the horse was tall, calm and steady. He was not angry.

"Just a moment." The leader hastened to give a present and sent a letter to the city.

The king of Jin was the only king with a different surname in Nanling. He had a noble status and was highly trusted by the imperial court. What's more, these two princes in the barracks have a relationship with him. Who dares to neglect him?

"Is the king of Jin here?" The night fell and hesitated for a moment.

Come so fast!

But how to meet?

Cloud nine Xiao beloved woman and son is back, but he put other people's baby daughter and lost.

Is it so hard for the family to get together?

"Go and invite Mrs. Nangong and my son to come." He gave an order.

All the dignified figures in the barracks went out with the night show and night pour, which caused a lot of discussion.

"Who's so big?" Someone asked.

Is it the emperor's personal expedition?

"It's the king of Jin." Someone familiar with the matter said.

Oh, no one's talking about it.

The king of Jin could afford to be public or private.

Cloud nine Xiao has jumped off the horse, his eyes rarely have a gentle look.

"See..." cloud nine Xiao words haven't said export, can be intercepted.

Night city has bent down: "Jin Wang all the way hard."

Night exhibition Yang also hurriedly arched "king of Jin."

"The two princes are polite, but Yun jiuxiao is not worthy of it." Although his face was tired, there was a faint smile on it.

Ever since he received a letter from yeqingcheng, he flew to the imperial court to report it. He traveled day and night just to get together with his wife and children.

"King Jin, my wife and my son are here." The night fell on one side of the city.

Nangong Hanyan is still a white dress with picturesque eyes.

Her appearance didn't seem to change much, and the hard years didn't leave many traces on her face. She looks as pretty as she used to be, just a boy with big eyes in her hand.

Cloud nine Xiao's eyes suddenly did not move, even the breath all hastily rises.

Yes, it's smoking. He's smoking.

A man in his forties, with tears in his eyes, has never taken a step for a long time.

He was afraid that with a move or a mouth, the dream would wake up.

Nangong Hanyan can't help it any more. She's been suffering a lot these days, and now she's finally relying on her.

Almost rushed to her, cloud crane ran can't keep up with her steps, has been left behind.

"Jiuxiao." She only called these two words, and then she burst into tears.