MTL - Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!-Chapter 1511 Fanwai 39- looks down to the world and feels beautiful

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Danxia Mountain, the cliff of the cliff, the Qingqing style of the Qingyi long skirt stood proudly, and a blue silk danced like a silk, and the dress was blown by the wind.

I heard that Danxia Mountain has a lot of herbs, and today she has nothing to do, she came to take herbs.

After looking for a long time, I picked a few rare sorrows and grasses. Standing on the edge of the cliff, I could look far and far away. The Danxia Mountain is surrounded by continuous peaks, with a thousand miles and white fog.

“Is it really wonderful to look down on the world?” Suddenly, an indifferent and gentle sound rang from behind, and the ink wind stunned and turned.

Chu Muchen!

How does he know she is here? She went to Danxia Mountain, and even Nalan Yuyu and Lark did not tell them, how did Chu Muchen know that she was here?

At the end of the ink, the wind blew over a raging anger. On these days, he was secretly observing his every move. Otherwise, how can he explain it now?

Chu Muchen has a silver brocade, such as the crown jade, the plaque, the glory of the ages, like a fairy who has just descended from heaven to the world.

"Chu Muchen, I did not expect you to come here." Mo Qing wind smiled, the bottom is all scornful.

"I didn't expect the king's Wang Hao to be able to put such a big shelf. The king repeatedly asked Du Wenjun to ask for it." Chu Muchen came over and looked at her quietly. She saw her today, than last time. It is more beautiful to her.

"Even Du Wenjun can ask me to move me, I am not a gentleman. And, don't open your mouth and mention the king of the king, these words I want to vomit."

Chu Muchen's rough eyebrows: "The fact is that you are the king of the king."

"When I came here, I just wanted to **** with me? Sorry, I don't have time." Said, Mo Qingfeng wants to fly away.

“Qianzhitang opened on the 23rd?” asked Chu Muchen.

Mo Qing looked at him coldly. "Do you doubt the news that I posted it? Or do you want to stop my Qianzhitang from opening?"

Chu Muchen gaze at the ink wind, "This king wants to talk to you about business."

Mo Qingfeng smiled, talking about business and talking to her in this domineering arrogant tone? Really think of yourself as God?

"Which prince wants to talk to me about business?" Mo Qing sneered, gently gathered up the blown hair, just a simple movement, seeing in the eyes of Chu Muchen are so hooked.

"Help the king refine five hundred medicinal herbs that quickly improve their skills."

Mo Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Muchen faintly, then smiled: "I didn't expect the Eight Kings to need such a panacea?"

The iron and blood sacred volume records the magical refining secrets, which are recorded in great detail. These days, she is refining, and the records are so detailed. Real refining is not so easy. It took three days to refine. A panacea, wasting a lot of expensive herbs, this kind of almighty she took herself, really, as in the legend, taking this kind of spirit, the skill really improved.

Chu Muchen raised an eyebrow: "You can't pick up this business?"

"That depends on how much the honor paid by the Eight Kings. It took me three days to refine a panacea. The rest failed. If the Eight Kings want me to refine the spirit, I must give enough rewards and time. "Mu Qingfeng looked at the front and said quietly."

"Remuneration is not a problem. Can you give the master of the refining success to the king?"

Mo Qingfeng mouth twitched a touch of smile, "swallowed into my stomach, just like the legend, it helps to improve the cultivation. After taking it, I feel that I am flying, the meridians are smooth, and the internal gas is running smoothly. ""

Chu Muchen 眸 微 微 微 微 微 微 微 微 微 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚Thinking of her picture with Solitary Zenan, he not only had anger but also a sour taste.

Mo Qing wind swept to him coldly. What did he mean by this bitter smile?

He has always taken the path of indifference, and today he is taking the path of tragedy? Mo Qingfeng Mei Mei flashed a slap in the face and disgusted, this swearing and disgusting was seen in Chu Muchen's eyes, Chu Muchen sinking in his heart, slowly opening: "Do you hate this king?"

"In this world, there are only two men I hate the most, and you are actually one." Mo Qing said coldly, his expression was cold and ruthless.

Her words are like a sharp dagger, slamming into his heart, she only hates two men, is he one of them?

"Chu Muchen, don't tell me that you regret not cherishing me, don't tell me that you want to start over with me, let alone that I am your king, this will only make me hate you more and more. Even the business can't talk." Mo Qingfeng looked at his face heavy, and said coldly again, this way, for him, really good, so good.

Chu Muchen's cold face is very deep at this time, his eyes are deep and gazing at the ink wind, "Is it a friend with this king?"

Mo Qingfeng smiled coldly: "Friends? Is there a sincere friendship in this world? Chu Muchen, I didn't think that your thoughts were so simple. If I didn't pick you up this business, we are strangers, what about friends?"

Chu Muchen's body trembled a little, and no woman had ever spoken to him so sharply, let alone such a statement, and did not leave him a half-faced feeling.

"Eight lords, I have to go to pick medicine, leave!"

"..." Chu Muchen wants to chase, but seeing her body quickly swept away to the opposite mountain, he smiled bitterly, forget it, what can you catch up with? This will only make her more disgusted with herself.

Mo Qingfeng fell on the top of the mountain opposite Danxia Mountain. After standing still, she looked back at Danxia Mountain Peak. There is no longer Chu Muchen's figure. He did not come over.

Mo Qing wind licked his mouth, Chu Muchen was sick!

Suddenly I thought of the solitary Zenan, or I was alone in the south. I just came here, how to be embarrassed, how ugly, he did not disregard, and had to take her back to the castle.

Thinking of the independence of Zenan, my heart was lost for a while, counted time, he has been leaving the emperor for almost half a month, and is still on the way back to the castle of Dugu?

At this speed, when will she meet him again? If there is an airplane, she wants to go to the Imperial Ding Beast Hill and go to the Imperial Ding Beast Hill. If she wants to go to the Done Castle, she will go to the Done Castle.

Mo Qingfeng sighed again and again, suddenly Xiaohua was cold, and he was sweeping around with vigilance. There was a big murderousness approaching her. Her first reaction was to encounter a beast?

"You are the ink wind?" Suddenly, a murmurous voice came from behind!

Mo Qingfeng turned sharply, and did not know when a group of people appeared. Mo Qingfeng counted, seven women, headed by a beautiful woman wearing a purple dress. She knew that she was behind her. Under the hand.

"Oh, I thought it was a beast. I didn't expect to encounter a few wild women." Mo Qing was cold and cold, taunting, but he was puzzled. Who are they? It seems that she is going to kill her. Who is she guilty of?

"Mu Qingfeng, let's die!" The woman's beautiful face in the red dress was distorted, and the light was all the murder of Sen Han.

A murderous murder came on the scene, and Mo Qingfeng Feng 眸 眸 cold, flashed a touch of sorrow, a hand wave, a white light shot, blocking the murderous air from the wind.

The rest of the women surrounded her in an instant, violently attacking the ink wind, they are all martial arts high-powered people, and the move is fast and embarrassing!

Mo Qingfeng volleyed in the air, the sun shone, so that her Tsing Yi starlight embellished, the body is like a thin layer of gold, seven women violently attacked the ink wind.

Mo Qingfeng's eyes were indifferent, and she made a silver rope. These days she was practicing hard to use silver cord. At this time, she was able to use it quickly. The silver cord was shot and hit in the heart of a white woman and then plucked back. I saw a woman screaming, a red blush on the chest, and Mo Qingfeng smashed her hand again, and the heart of the silver rope was pulled out a few feet away.

Seeing the demise of the accomplices, they all changed slightly, and the move was even more embarrassing.

But again, there is no silver rope of the ink wind!

Fluffy...

The same movement, the same speed, a few women rushing up was instantly broken by her silver Soller, and died on the spot!

After a while, the rest of the white woman was killed, and now only the red woman is left.

Yinsuo did not stop there. Mo Qingfeng’s arm slammed into the red woman. The woman in red was cold and cold. Before the silver cable came, she flashed and quickly escaped.

hiss……

She was fast, and she didn't have a silver rope. She injured her arm. She saw a big mouth on the left side of her sleeve. She was suddenly stained with blood. The red woman fell on the ground and rolled a few rolls.

Mo Qing wind smiles, can hide her silver rope, not simple!

Yanhua was once again cold, and the silver cable was shot again. Suddenly his arm was paralyzed. A white shadow flashed like a gust of wind in front of her. She appeared in front of her. The silver cord was entangled in his palm. As long as the ink was strong, his arm was It will be abolished.

Mo Qingfeng did not take back the silver rope, and looked at him coldly: "Chu Muchen, don't care about my business!"

"You can't kill her!"

"She can kill me, can't I kill her?" Mo Qingfeng put his eyes on the red woman who got up from the ground. At this time, her beautiful face had not had the murderous murderousness just now. I was surprised to see Chu Muchen, "Mu Chen brother?"

It turns out that they know each other!

"She is the princess of Suichuan, you can't kill her." Chu Muchen looked at Mo Qingfeng and said that he completely ignored the drop of blood in his palm.

"What about the princess of Suichuanguo? The princess of Suichuanguo can stab me, I can't kill her with a bright and tidy? Chu Muchen, in your eyes, anyone's life is a life, my life is not a life? In the Eight Kings, you I can condone Yi Huayun, they can harm me, you can't let me harm them. You are a different man." Mo Qingfeng mocked and smiled, his arm moved, he recovered the silver cord, and Yin Su took out his palm in Chu Muchen's palm and returned. Ink in the wind sleeves.

Chu Muchen did not feel palm pain at all. At this time, his heart was even more painful. It was in his eyes that the life of Mo Qingfeng was a fate. He wanted to stop her from killing her. If she killed her, everyone in Sichuan and Sichuan Will not let her go, when she wants to live a stable life in Rosen, it is difficult, he turned to look at the red woman: "You leave first!"