The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

For a long time, Xu Shihelian found the way to understand poison, but he raised his head violently, but it just happened to hit Mo Yuju's lips.

Terrified, Mo Yuhu hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth, glaring at the man in front of him.

He listened to him and said: "Really there is a method of detoxification!"

Mo Yulu listened, and in a moment of anxiety, reached out to grab the bamboo slips in Helianyi's hands.

What made her curious was that she could grab the bamboo slip.Since it can be seized, it must be taken away!

He Lianyi felt that the bamboo slip in his hand was suddenly much heavier, and looked at it curiously, but why was it getting heavier and heavier?There seems to be a pair of hands competing with him for this bamboo slip.

His cold eyes stared at the front, his long fingers clinging tightly to Bamboo Jane motionless.

Mo Yulu struggled with all his strength, and as a result, Bamboo Jane still lay quietly in the hands of Helianyi.

Do you want her to bite?Mo Liu stared at the fair and flawless fingers and whispered: "Or, try it?"

If I thought about it, fiercely bit towards the hands of Helian Wing!

There was a sudden pain in Helianyi's hands. He stared at the two rows of teeth that were bleeding slowly, and threw the bamboo slips in his hands under his feet.

"Who pretends to be a ghost here!"

Mo Yuli covered his mouth and snickered, slipped quietly to the desk, and sat on the seat of Helianyi. She stared with interest at Helianyi who was alert and watched him lean down to retrieve the bamboo slips. He walked over to the desk again.

Upon seeing this, Mo Liu hurriedly got up and gave way to Helianyi, but accidentally overturned the oil lamp on the table.

Suddenly, there was a burst of fire, and Mo Liuju's face was hot, and he felt like his body was cramped, and he couldn't move.

She yelled, "Save me, uncle!"

He Lianyi glanced at the window and saw that the door and window were tightly closed, and the study was not well ventilated. He was also some distance away from the desk. How could the oil lamp suddenly fall?There was only a talent, he clearly felt that someone was competing with him for bamboo slips, and he bit his hand!Thinking of a possibility, could it be the hermit of the South Wild Polar Region?Thinking of this, the murderous intention in the eyes of Helianyi passed away.

He lifted his internal force and quickly dropped all the curtains. Suddenly, the study was dark, except for the crackling fire on the desk.

The South Wild Polar Region is a mysterious country that has long disappeared in the world. People here are inherently invisible. In order to survive, they choose to use their superior conditions as a killer, because only the killer is paid the most, and they earn more money. To live happily and comfortably.As long as they deal in business, they never miss.

I heard that it was Helian Honglie who personally extinguished the entire Nanhuang. On that day, the sky of the Nanhuang Polar Region plummeted, and the fire burned for three days and three nights. All the Nanhuang tribes were trapped in the blaze There is no bone.Since then, there has been no more Southern Wilderness in the world, and no one mentions Southern Wilderness.

Helianyi was a distance away from the desk. He looked at the phantom of the struggling distortion in the fire, his indifferent voice was like a ten-year-old glacier, and it was deep and with a deterrent that cannot be ignored.

"Nanhuang's stealth technique! Are you from Nanhuang?"

Mo Yuzhen died of pain, and shook his head non-stop when he heard Helianyi's words.

Helianyi shook her head when she saw the illusion, raised her eyes, and looked sharply at her,

"If you don't tell me honestly, this king will now extinguish your ashes!"

Mo Liuju was shocked, and felt that the murderousness of Helianyi's body was getting heavier, and she was so anxious that she fell tears.

This man can't hear her at all, how should she let him find himself?Suddenly, Mo Yan's eyes lighted up, endured his body to ache, and slowly reached out to pick up the unburned ink pen on the table, writing his little one on the bamboo slip that was only left The name, Mo Yan.

The last bit of effort was thrown out, and she slowly closed her eyes and fell to the seat of Helianyi.

He Lianyi saw the name on the bamboo slips, thought of the sound he heard before, and felt a shock in his heart, quickly extinguished the fire in front of the table.

In the study room, it was completely dark, and Mo Julu was roasted by the fire for a long time, and finally felt a trace of coolness.

She slowly opened her eyes and lay prone on the seat, looking up at Helianyi who was standing in front of the desk.

Seeing his deep eyes staring at the direction of the seat, her trembling fingers retrieved the ink pen and wrote on the ground with difficulty:

"Uncle, save me!"

Helianyi watched the ink pen beating under the seat until the four soft words fell into his own eyes.

He Shen Sheng asked:

"Are you from Nanhuang?"

Mo Yulu continued to write, "No! Assassination of Xiao Rin"

Seeing this, He Lianyi was so sad that he asked anxiously, "How do you want this king to save you?"

"Bring Mo Julu."

Seeing that Helian was unmoved, Mo Yulu wrote: "Uncle, I can't hold it."

When he finished raising his eyes, he disappeared from Helianyi's figure.The ink pen slipped from Mo Yuju's hands. Now, she only hopes that Helianyi will bring Miss Mofujiu as soon as possible, otherwise, she really is going to see Lord Yan.

This is really a bad feeling, really bad.

Just a moment of effort, Helianyi took Miss Mofujiu to the study.

When entering the study, he specifically told the guards outside the door to forbid anyone to disturb him.

He Lianyi took Miss Mofujiu to the desk. He looked at the direction where the ink pen was falling. There was no trace of temperature in his deep voice, and he asked coldly:

"What now?"

Mo Yulu slowly opened his eyes, looked at the woman in Helianyi's arms, and tried his best to pick up the ink pen on the ground and wrote,

"She's dead, I'm alive. Uncle, it won't work..."

He Lianyi saw the words on the ground, looked at the woman in her arms again, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Why does the king trust you. If Mo Yuju is dead, the king is to blame! What purpose did you use the death of Miss Jiu in General Mo's House to frame this king?"

"Uncle, you were drugged, it was you who saved you..."

This woman!He Lianyi is now very sure that this woman is Mo Yuju!Seeing the last unfinished word, I saw that the ink pen suddenly dropped, and my heart was "bad."

He did not hesitate to pierce a silver needle into the eyebrow of Miss Mofu Jiu, and quickly placed her carefully where the ink pen fell.

"Mo Yulu, tell Ben Wang, what should I do next?"

At this moment, he was afraid to lose her, not Xiang Xiang, not responsibility, but the inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Mo Yuju was still motionless, and Helianyi cried again in a low voice,

"Mojue!"

Mo Yuju still did not move, Helianyi has never been so helpless!He never expected that such a thing would happen.For a long time, he has always existed like the God of Ming You Kingdom. There is nothing he can't do in this world, but for today's event, he also encountered it for the first time.

Knowing that she was in front of herself, she was helpless and helpless.

Inexplicable anger burned in his heart, Helianyi clenched his fists tightly on the ground, his mouth growled: "Damn!"