The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

The corner of the emperor's mouth slowly raised a chilling smile: "Is your father-in-law here? That's really going to be a good bye. ”

“My father-in-law," he said, but the look of the emperor, it could be said, was a teeth bite.

Previously, he activated almost all the power in the polar regions, turned the Xixian mainland to the bottom of the sky, and found no trace of [Jun Xiyuan].

Unexpectedly, this “father-in-law” who tried to marry Mu Yan to someone else without asking why he had signed a marriage contract was actually on Floating Island.

Moo-yan smiled. "Father-in-law? Your Majesty, did you scream too smoothly? My father thinks of a dragon fast son-in-law, but someone else! ”

It's not over yet, Muang has left on foot.

The trick is the trick. The trick is the trick.

However, without taking two steps, Mu Yan felt that something was wrapping her waist so that she could no longer escape.

She looked down and saw a thinner thread wrapped around her waist than her hair.

In the candlelight of the room, the three colors of gold, silver and blue shine.

Muay couldn't help but reach out and touch, but found the touch of these “silk threads" very strange.

The hands are cold, but the fingertips are not cold. Instead, there is a melting warmth.

Gently touch it, it's incredibly smooth.

“Uh--! ”

He was touching, and there was a man's low, depressed grunt in his ear.

Mu Yan looked up surprisingly and the fingertips of the Emperor's ears were slightly reddish.

A pair of ice-blue eyes, as if stained with colour.

Next, on her waist, she was dragged to the emperor's side.

Mu Yan didn't panic at all. Instead, he grinned and touched the silk thread between his waists. "What is this? ”

The emperor muted: "Don't touch it. That's my magic trick. ”

“The treasure of life? ”

Muang was even more surprised.

What kind of magic trick would it be?

Besides, how to touch the imperial treasure, he would react like this.

Mu Yan was curious and couldn't help but take out his seven swords and become small. He rubbed them gently on the blue gold thread between his waist.

She's not responding at all, is she?

“Jun Mu Yan! ”

The emperor held her hands and bit her teeth, "Did you do it on purpose? ”

Muang looked innocent: “Intentionally what? ”

But there was a sly smile in his eyes.

She's not a fool, just look at the reaction of the emperor.

His magic treasure should be special and cannot be touched at will, especially by himself.

Otherwise...

Mu smiled like a little fox, his fingertips gently rubbing against those smooth, icy silk threads: "Emperor, you don't make sense! It's obviously you who wrapped the magic treasure around me... if you don't want me to touch it, you can take it back! ”

The emperor rolled up and down his throat, his forehead exuding fine sweat beads.

And he said softly, "No, because I want to feel a little more, Muay, you're with me. ”

Mu Yan's hands beat, then his face smiled dramatically, and he couldn't help but turn into a hearty tenderness: “Hey, you're breaking the rules! Who the hell did you learn to speak so sweetly? ”

But the emperor suddenly pushed her away, the Phantom: “Now again, is Benjun qualified to call me Father in law? ”

“Pfft!” Moe couldn't help laughing, "yes, of course. ”

Your Majesty, who is jealous of his eyes, hasn't changed a bit.