The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

1138 Returning to Modern Times (4)

"Of course, this can still be fake." Murong Xue said slightly with a smile, an arrogant look.

Murong Quan was the son of Uncle Murong Xuetang. He was born the same month as Murong Xue. He was only nine days younger than Murong Xue. He was the most outstanding man of his generation in Murong's lineage. His skills and strategies were comparable to Murong Xue.

Standing in front of Murongxue, Murongquan stared at Murongxue carefully, only to see that her eyes were clear and cold, her small face was bright and charming, and her eyes were slightly raised. This is the uniquely cold appearance of Murongxue in his memory. Real Murongxue.

Murong Quan was excited and blurted out: "Sister Xue'er, the plane you took was destroyed by a super storm. I ordered someone to salvage for a month at the place where the crash occurred, but I didn't get anything. I thought you had ..." died Too.

In the last three words, Murongquan didn't say it, but Murongxue understood what he meant. She coughed a few unnaturally. She was indeed dead. There was no slag left by the super storm. Murongquan certainly had everything. Can't salvage ...

The body was gone, and Murong Xue didn't want to discuss too much. He changed the subject ingeniously: "Now is XXX, X, 20XX?" When she just called, she looked at her phone and the time displayed on the phone.

"Yes." Murong Quan nodded.

Murongxue's eyes are fascinating. She has traveled to the Qingyan Kingdom for more than a year, and it has also been more than a year since modern times. It seems that the time flow rate in these two eras is the same ...

"Sister Xue'er, where have you been for more than a year?" Murong Quan looked at Murong Xue and asked inexplicably: It is a great blessing to be able to survive the super storm. After Sister Xueer wakes up, I didn't even return to the family, nor did I report a letter to the family, so mysteriously disappeared for more than a year ...

Murongxue's eyes flashed, seeming serious, and jokingly said: "I said I crossed, do you believe it?"

"Sister Xue'er, have you watched more TV series?" Murong Quan squinted at Murong Xue, his dark eyes flashing undisguised contempt.

Murong Xue: "..." She knew that no one believed the truth. Traveling through this kind of magical thing, she would not believe it if she had not experienced it personally.

"I fell to a place isolated from the world, and I was seriously injured, unable to contact the family, I just raised the wound some time ago ..." Murong Xuexin Hu Hu: To tell the truth no one believes, it is half-truth. Lied, she fell to Qingyan Kingdom, where there was no electricity, no phone, absolutely isolated from modern times ...

Murong Xue said sincerely and sincerely, Murong Quan did not believe her words: "Where is there no phone isolated from the world?"

"The place where the hidden world family is." Murong Xue said seriously.

Murongquan's doubts were more intense: "That hidden family has no phone even?" The communication is now so developed that even people in the old forest of the deep mountain have used the phone, and the hidden family has no phone?

"Yeah, don't believe you, look at the three of them." Seeing Murongquan's doubts grew stronger, Murongxue was afraid to reveal the stuffing, and he no longer argued, reaching for Ouyang Shaochen, Xiao Xi, and Mu Tianqi: "They All three are from the hidden family. "

Murong Quan looked up to Ouyang Shaochen, Xiao Xi, Mu Tianqi, his eyes flashed with a complex look. When he saw Murong Xue, he noticed these three young men. They were beautiful, powerful and breathing for a long time. At first glance, they knew that they were not ordinary people. Unexpectedly, they turned out to be people of the hidden world family, but now there are such hidden world families?

Murongxue saw his doubts and explained with a smile: "Their family is more hidden."

Murong Quan: "..."

Okay, without a cell phone, with the long hair of the ancient style, the hidden family in ancient robes is indeed more powerful, but: "How do you call them?"