Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Brother Muchen...” The woman in red looked pale and looked worried at Chu Muchen's bleeding palm, "you were injured. ”

“Get out!” Chu Muchen growled impatiently, and now Mo Ching Wind is no longer the same cowardly fearful Mo Ching Wind. She stays here and she will really kill her.

“Wanna go? It's not that easy!” Mo Qing's wind glistened and stood in front of the woman in red, glancing as if she had just come out of hell to kill Shura.

“Since you're here to die, don't even think about leaving!” When the cold voice sounded, Mo Qingfeng did not have to walk at all. The whole person turned to the woman in red. The woman in red was not stupid. She quickly avoided and put herself into Chu Muchen's arms. I saw her say with pity: “Brother Muchen, this woman is horrible...”

“Mo Chingfeng, you can't kill her!” Chu Muchen looked at Mo Qingfeng with indifference: “If you kill her, the people of Fuchuan will not let you go! ”

“I won't kill her, I won't let go of myself! ”

“If you want to kill her, take care of the king first!” Chu Muchen glanced at Mo Qingfeng, his words touched the woman in red, but provoked Mo Qingfeng.

“Chu Muchen, don't challenge Grandma's patience!” Mo Qing glanced at Chu Muchen with cold eyes and his true qi slowly gathered in his palms.

“Brother Muchen, do not show mercy to this woman, she killed all six of my white flowers, you will avenge them.” The woman in red tightly held Chu Muchen's waist. With him, she felt safe. She trusted that Brother Muchen would protect her desperately.

“Since you are so affectionate, I will make you all die together!” Mo Qing's wind took off and the palm wind slapped towards Chu Muchen.

Chu Muchen's eyes swept past the shock, she really did, and the trick was harsh, without mercy, palm wind hit the ground, the ground was split, the earth was turbulent, the rocks on the cliff were smashed and rolled down.

He held the woman in red and turned around, avoiding the attack of Mo Ching Wind. He didn't want to hurt her, he was hiding, he didn't make a move.

The woman in the red coat in his arms looked at Mo Qingfeng with cold eyes. Chu Muchen couldn't talk and couldn't help hurting her?

To think of it, the red woman's eyes were even more gloomy. She wanted to leave Chu Muchen's arms to take her life, but to think that all six flowers had died in her hands, how could she take her life?

Ow...

All of a sudden, a cry of cold was heard in the air, a huge bird flew in, and on the back of the bird, Naram Jang Yo's body stood up charmingly and looked down proudly.

When he arrived, Mo Qingfeng stopped, Mo Qingfeng frowned: "Naranjinyu? ”

“Prince Eight, you can't let a woman go. You're cold blood.” Naranjin Yo's perfect thin lips snapped up slightly and spoke arrogantly to Chu Muchen.

Chu Muchen, Na Lan Jinyu? The owner of the clearing house?

Chu Muchen was dissatisfied with the high momentum of Upper Naranjin Yu. His breath was too close to that of Lonely Zenan. He looked deeply at the Mo Qingfeng. He only saw that her eyes had been falling on Naranjin Yu, and the extinguishing anger in her eyes had faded. Seeing her like this, Chu Muchen's heart was even more dissatisfied.

“This king is disciplining my woman, and it has nothing to do with you being an outsider.” Chu Muchen whispered coldly that a deep, indifferent eye appeared with arrogance.

“I'm not interested in your disciplining your woman, but if you mess with my master, I'm interested.” Naranjin's yogi pulled out a smile, and the sun struck his beautiful face as white as a jade. How inclined the city was, even the Princess of Chu Chuan in Chu Muchen's arms was amazed by his beauty.

Mo Qing Feng frowned more deeply, this motherfucker Naranjinyu, the arrogant smell on him, why is he so lonely Zenan?

Mo Qing wind swept away and came to him to stand steady.

Naranjin lifted the silk on her chest and smiled gracefully at the inky wind. The sound changed the arrogance just now and became incredibly warm: “Miss Mo, am I showing up in time? ”

Mo Qingfeng bites his teeth: “Stop me from killing them in a timely manner. ”

“If I don't stop you in time and kill them, the consequences will be very serious.” Naranjinyu smiled softly, then glanced at Chu Muchen and said softly: “In his arms is the princess who came from the kingdom of Fuchuan. The king of Fuchuan and other princes are very fond of her. If you want to kill her, you can kill her secretly. Don't kill her brightly. ”

“So, how do you kill in secret? ”

“If you really want them dead, you can leave it to me.” Naranjan Yo smiled very seductively, he was not good at anything, he was just too good at secretly killing people.

Mo Qing wind tightened her lips and looked cold at Chu Muchen below. Although she wanted Chu Muchen and the woman to die, she didn't want to kill them through Naranjinyu's hand. She said to Naranjinyu in a slight way: “I will spare them this time. If there is another time, I will kill them myself! ”

“So... we're going back now? ”

“Don't go back and stay here and kill them, or wait for them to kill me?” Mo Qingfeng glanced at him and said in disgust.

“Okay, let's go back.” Naranjinyu patted the big bird's neck gently: “Shining, go back. ”

As one bird and two shadows gradually disappeared into the sky, the woman in red looked at Chu Muchen unwillingly, “Brother Muchen, are you just going to let them go? That woman was the killer of six flowers. ”

Chu Muchen swept the headless body with a glance and said softly: “She is the queen of the king. ”

The woman in red looked slightly different, "but she killed six flowers. ”

Chu Muchen picked up his eyebrows and looked at the woman in red: “Princess Lingya, why are you here? ”

“Du Wenjun said you had arrived in Danxia Mountain. I had heard that there was a warcraft in the mountain. I was extremely worried. So I came with six flowers. I saw a shadow on the top of the mountain. I thought you were coming this way. Who knew that woman said we were wild women turned into beasts? She killed six flowers and tried to kill me.” Ling also grabbed Chu Muchen's hand, his face was slightly pale, and his beautiful eyes left a trace of fright, "the woman... so amazing. ”

After that, Ling bowed his head. That little face with the moonlight appearance instantly became cold and twisted. Mo Qingfeng, one day I will kill you myself!

She came to Chu Qianguo from Chu Qianguo to be with Chu Muchen for a long time, but only in Chu Qianguo did she know that Chu Muchen had already married his wife, the Princess was actually Mu Qingfeng!

She heard a little about the rumor before Mo Qingfeng, so ugly women are also eligible to be the Eight Princesses?

Last night, after listening to Du Wenjun's conversation with Snow Ling Bai, he learned that Mo Qingfeng had not only become beautiful, but also very powerful. What made her angry was that Chu Muchen always wanted to see her. He sent Du Wenjun to find her every day for the last few days.

Thinking that Chu Muchen's heart was entirely on Mo Qingfeng, Ling was also jealous and angry. When she learned that Chu Muchen had come to Danxia Mountain, she came with her men, but didn't think that Chu Muchen had come to meet with Mo Qingfeng. She heard what they had said at the top of Danxia Mountain.

Seeing Chu Muchen look at Mo Qingfeng's deep eyes, her hatred for Mo Qingfeng is deeper, so much so that she wants to kill her!

She thought today was the best chance to kill Mo Ching Wind, but didn't expect to miss, and lost six flowers.

Chu Muchen frowned slightly, looked heavily at Lingya, half doubtful about her words, but said nothing more.

He walked to the edge of the cliff, thinking of Mo Qing Feng's noble face and looking at his indifferent and disgusting eyes, and there was a rage burning in his heart.

Thinking of Solitude Zenan and Naranjinyu, he suddenly felt that he and Mo Qingfeng were over and she would never go back to the Eight Kings' Palace.

He stood there motionless, the wind blew his clothes hunting and dancing, tightening his lips tightly, his indifferent, handsome face a little pale, as if his soul had been pulled away from his body and his surroundings dimmed.

“Brother Muchen?” Ling also felt his darkness, thinking that it was Mo Ching Wind that made him unhappy, she bit lip recognition, and her heart hated and angry at Mo Ching Wind.

She walked over and stood next to Chu Muchen. She looked up at him in the dark. Her eyes seemed like a white mist. She couldn't make me feel sorry for her. She also said softly: "Brother Muchen, are you okay? ”

The voice was soft and soft, with a slight tremor, it had to be heard in one's heart, but Chu Muchen still stood there as if he had not heard it, his eyes glanced in front of him, his handsome face appeared high and unpredictable, Ling had no idea what he was thinking.

The white mist floating across the mountain is getting thicker and thicker, like clouds in the sky, but at this time, Chu Muchen's heart is getting empty and his face is getting heavier and heavier.

“Brother Muchen, can you say something?” Ling also said anxiously, the voice had to add a few points, looked down at his palm still bleeding, wanted to help him with the wound, who knew just touching his sleeve, he was stiff, like touching electricity, and moved his arm away.

Ling also looked down and looked at her hands in the air, her heart ached extremely, extremely grieved, her eyes quickly filled with tears, and her delicate little face twisted in the shadows. It was Mo Qingfeng, the damned woman, who had injured her long-loved brother Muchen, she would not let her go!

Naranjin Yoshiyao flies straight from the top of Danxia Mountain toward the clear building at an unpleasant speed, and Mo Ching Wind sitting on the back of the Shiyao can admire the surrounding scenery.

“Something seems to be happening down there.” On a hillbilly road near the city street, a group of people were chasing after something, and at first glance, a group of people were chasing a young woman in a red wedding dress.

The young woman ran with her skirt falling and crashing, suddenly a big young man stepped forward, grabbed her dress and pulled her back, the woman fell heavily on the ground, at which time the group of people chasing her quickly rushed up to surround her, blocking the water.

The woman fell off her jewelry and her neatly combed hair was scattered. She quickly stood up and shouted at the man who had just pulled her: “I will not marry! I'm not going to marry you! Kill me if you can! ”