409. Chapter 409 The Battle of the Wind Lingzhu 2!
"Princess, please stay!"
A voice like ice sounded slowly behind him, and Yu Mo stopped as he said, "What advice does the Seventh Prince have?"
"Is the princess who is so kind-hearted and disturbs the competition, right as the rumor says, do you like this prince?" Ming Xiao raised her chin arrogantly and looked at her like an ant. The contempt in her cold eyes could be seen clearly by everyone!
"Haha...what does it mean to like?" She turned around, looked at him without squinting, and a forced smile was hanging on the corner of her mouth. "Yu Mo has never liked anyone so old, so why would you ask the Seventh Prince to tell me, what does it mean to like?"
Very good! Ming Xiaochen, are you trampling on her feelings?
"Ha! It seems that this prince cannot answer the princess! Because, I have never liked anyone!" He just looked at her straight and coldly, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with it.
"Hehe``````````" Yu Mo's beautiful face barely maintained a last smile, but his eyes touched his strange and cold silver hair, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little hurt.
Her figure remains unchanged, but her steps have already flashed in front of Ming Xiaochen. She resisted the inexplicable pain in her heart, blinked at him playfully, and smiled sweetly, "Even if I like you, what's your business?"
After saying that, without waiting for his reaction, she turned around again. She was clearly in a leisurely state and slow pace, feeling like she was walking, but the person had already appeared outside the crowd.
"I advise you not to ask for trouble!" His voice was not loud, but he was extremely calm and cold. He knew that she had not walked away and could hear it.
"If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?" The melodious sound is like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, filling your ears, and it is crisply transmitted into everyone's eardrums.
"Master, wait for me!" As soon as the Emperor appeared just now, Ruoli, a tree demon who had cultivated into a spirit, naturally felt a tremendous sense of oppression. It was the majesty of the real God King. It was oppressed that his soul seemed to be trembling. When he felt that the sense of oppression was reduced, the master had already walked away.
He and Xiao Wei can only pursue him sadly...
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There was a saying in the ancients: If you have nothing to do, you will either be traitors or steal! The ancients are truly not deceived!
"Junjun!?"
Yu Mo tentatively pushed open the inn room and saw a certain sorrow practicing with his eyes closed.
However, looking at his ice-cold face, he must be very angry!
"Junjun, are you hungry?" A woman took out the roast chicken that she had taken the sheep from the way and shook it in front of his breath.
“,,,,,,,,”
"Junjun, are you thirsty?" A girl was not discouraged by failure in one move and continued to work hard to show her diligence.
“…….”
"Jun Jun, are you tired?" She didn't respond to the first two moves, and she helped Mou Shang pinch his shoulder with great affection.
“….”
No response, pounding your thighs! No response either!
Now, Yu Mo, who was enthusiastic, touched his chin and began to suspicion. Could it be that the Emperor's soul has left his body and returned to the Nine Heavens God Realm?
Soon he shook his head again. How smart the Emperor is, he should not leave the crispest flesh in the human world. That can only be practiced and entered into meditation!
No! It is impossible! A master will be awakened by her big moves when he enters meditation again.
Then there is only one last possibility left, he is angry!
Comforting people is a profound technology!
Anyway, Yu Mo didn't know this technique. She rubbed her chin with her little hands. After thinking about it, she decided to use the most primitive, direct and effective method!