Enchanting Ugly Princess

"You're bullshit Mo Yunxiao glares at her fiercely.

"How do you explain what Mo Lin is doing now?" Zhu Zimo looked at him coldly.

Mo Yunxiao's face is cloudy and sunny. He doesn't want to believe that Mo Lin betrayed Mo Yin Dynasty and joined the magic capital. He joins the people who started the magic capital to calculate his father.

"Mo Lin, he's not like that!" Dark cloud night difficult and astringent mouth. How could Mo Lin, who has always been honest, do such a thing.

Just as they were talking, the scorpion soldiers surrounded them quickly. One of the scorpion generals controlled Mo Lin and said, "you hurt me, general scorpion. It can't be solved by food. Come on, escort all these people to Mordor!" The general of the devil yelled.

"No!" Mo Yunxiao's face sank.

"Things may not be as bad as you think. Anyway, we didn't save Mo Lin and couldn't go back to the capital. We'd better follow them to mordu to see what happened to Mo Lin!" Zhu Zimo said in a low voice.

"What about grain? All the food is fake Mo Yun night worried said.

"It's easy to say. At that time, we will insist that the food we brought is true. It's the people of mordu who stole our food!" Zhu Zimo's bright eyes are shining with a ray of calculation.

Mo Yunxiao only felt cold in the back. The girl was too cunning and looked harmless. But what she thought in the cerebellar pouch was something calculated. In the future, the girl should not be underestimated. She should either try to kill forever, or she should be gathered under her own hands. Otherwise, she should never fall into the hands of the emperor, He has only one way to die.

"Well, what are you looking at?" Zhu Zimo's voice was filled with displeasure. She used to ride on a little jujube horse, shorter than Mo Yunxiao. Now Mo Yunxiao looks at her thinking, and her straight eyes are like looking at Zhu Zimo's chest.

Although the collar of her dress is very high, she has just played with Scorpio for a long time, and her clothes are also scattered. I don't know when the collar has been pulled open, revealing a large area of white skin inside.

"Hello Zhu Zimo looked down with his eyes, and his ears were red. This guy dared to look at her.

Mo Yunxiao suddenly woke up, raised his eyes, looked at her bashful look, and immediately frowned. What did he say just now, which made her spring heart sprout, is not a painting style at all?

"Why are you blushing?" Mo Yunxiao blurts out.

"Me Zhu Zimo bit his lips, raised his head and glared at him with resentment. With a clip of horse's belly, he ran away.

"What's the matter with this girl?" Mo Yunxiao can't help muttering in the dark when he sees that she has a strange temper.

He hurriedly chased Zhu Zimo with a horse belly. He was still worried about the injury on her shoulder.

As Zhu Zimo walked, she looked around, trying to find the trace of the mysterious beast. Her darts were still in the body of the mysterious beast. She had to find the mysterious beast as soon as possible, otherwise, it would be bad if she was found by the people of Mordor.

"Hello! What happened to you just now? " Mo Yunxiao finally catches up with Zhu Zimo and looks at her suspiciously.

Zhu Zimo frowned and looked at him, but he didn't speak, so he decided to get rid of him.

"You stop!" Mo Yunxiao suddenly reached for her arm.

"It hurts!" Zhu Zimo suddenly turned pale and screamed, which made Mo Yunxiao withdraw his hand in a hurry.

"I didn't mean to!" Mo Yunxiao almost bit off his tongue with regret. He wanted to care about her injury, but unexpectedly, it affected her injury.

"Nothing!" Zhu Zimo took a breath and said in a low voice.

"How's your shoulder? Is it badly hurt? " Mo Yunxiao asked her with concern.

Zhu Zimo bit his lips and did not speak, but shook his head.

"Does it hurt so much? Let me see! " Mo Yunxiao saw that her expression was not right. He could not help but hoop her waist and lift her. In her scream, he lifted her to his horse and rode with him.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Zimo looked at him in shock.

"I want to see your wound!" Mo Yun Xiao Si ignores everyone's different eyes, puts one arm around her waist, and takes off the clothes on her shoulder with her right hand.

"You stop!" Zhu Zimo struggled fiercely. Are you kidding me? Is mo Yunxiao fine and dare to take off his clothes in full view of the public? Is he crazy?"Don't move!" Mo Yunxiao suddenly points her acupoints, which makes her writhing body suddenly freeze, but her big eyes are full of anger.

"Just now you were injured. Let's see how it is?" Mo Yunxiao takes her to her arms and reaches for her clothes.

With tears streaming down his face, Zhu Zimo lamented in his heart, big brother, when did we get to know each other like this?

Take off the clothes on her shoulder, only to see a large area of cyan, Mo Yunxiao's face suddenly sank down.

"Why didn't you tell me about it so badly?" He glared at her angrily, then suddenly released her, took out a porcelain vase from the brocade bag he carried around his waist, poured out some white ointment and applied it to her wound.

Zhu Zimo couldn't move. He could only feel his hand walking on his shoulder. At first, it hurt a little. Later, it became a kind of crispy feeling, which almost made her collapse.

boss! Are you applying ointment or touching?

"All right? Is that all right? " Zhu Zimo had a long time to come up with such a sentence from her throat. God knows, her face is boiling hot now, as if she was drunk.

Mo Yunxiao didn't answer her, and his actions kept turning his eyes in Zhu Zimo's heart. He was not smearing himself, but torture himself! Torture!

In the process of Mo Yunxiao's smearing, Zhu Zimo just cried out.

So when Mo Yunxiao finished smearing the medicine on her face, he was stunned and said, "did you just hurt?"

they hurt! they hurt! Hurt your sister, you are not smearing medicine, you are torturing people!

Zhu Zimo wanted to cry without tears, but he didn't look at him anymore.

Mo Yunxiao no longer put her back to the little jujube immediately, but with peace of mind around her, with the grain car to the magic city.

The so-called magic capital, called the capital, is actually a high mountain. The mountains are ten thousand feet high, straight into the sky, and there are many mountains. The mountains are closely linked and majestic.

Zhu Zimo frowned. The devil was hidden among the mountains. Those mountains were his natural barriers. If there was a little wind and grass under the mountains, they would know that this natural moat was really a rare place.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yunxiao looked at her frowning and gave her a puzzled look.

"I'm afraid it's difficult for me to get out of the magic capital this time!" Zhu Zimo said in a low voice.

In the dark eyes of Mo Yunxiao, a touch of coldness flashed, and he saw the people of Mordor riding to their near.

"Who is the commander of Mo Yin Dynasty, please?" A general of Mordor sat on the high horse and asked Mo Yunxiao about them.

"I am!" Zhu Zimo replied in a loud voice.