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Chapter 234 It is better to raise a cat to be an emperor (14)

Xuan Feng was slightly startled, will he meet in person for a while?
Do you want to go to Prince Mo's Mansion in person?Is it too dangerous?

"master……"

He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Jun Zhimo.

"This king knows what you're going to say.

However, three days later, on the birthday of King Mo, how could this king not go? "

What's more, since Jun Mo invited him late, of course he would take this opportunity to do something.

At the same time, in Jun Zhimo's room, there was a black figure, like a gust of wind, rapidly appearing in front of Yuan Qian.

The black figure looked slender and weak, and it was clearly a woman.

She stared fiercely at Yuanqian's face of Qingcheng, and the anger in her heart became more and more obvious.

And this soft couch, which is clearly Jun Zhimo's favorite soft couch, and never allows others to approach, but now, this woman of unknown origin is actually lying on it and sleeping?
Simply too much.

The next second, monstrous jealousy burst out in the eyes of the black figure, she picked up the dagger in her hand, and was about to swipe it towards Yuanqian's face.

At that moment, Yuanqian's tightly closed beautiful eyes suddenly opened. In the dark night, Yuanqian's eyes were like black fog, and the movements of the black figure's hands were stunned. At this moment, Yuanqian turned over and avoided the black figure. s attack.

"...Damn mental retardation, there are always sluts who want to kill this boss!"

"Damn the wanted order, I didn't give this boss a cheat!"

"MMP, at the critical moment, I have to rely on myself!"

Yuan Qian cursed a few words in a row.

His eyes flashed, and there was a folding fan in his hand.

The black figure did not give up, and the dagger in his hand attacked Yuan Qian sharply and quickly.

However, Yuan Qian hooked her lips and gave her a sneer.

The folding fan in her hand was not opened, like a plaything, it flipped back and forth between her fingers, only to hear a thud, the folding fan and the dagger collided.

The dagger was broken by the waist, and the tip of the knife fell to the ground, making a harsh sound. By the moonlight, half of the dagger was broken, reflecting the wanton smile of Yuan Qianqian's lips.

The black figure stood stiffly in place, with an unbelievable look on his face.

How can it be?

how can that be?The person in front of her had no inner strength, yet she broke her dagger effortlessly?
At this moment, she looked at Yuan Qian in horror as if she had seen a ghost.

Yuan Qian's fingers turned extremely fast, and the folding fan disappeared between Yuan Qian's fingers almost in a blink of an eye.

The black figure stared blankly at all of this, but didn't react. The next second, Yuan Qian seemed to be crazy and ran towards the door quickly.

Just as she ran to the door, the door was opened.

Then, Yuan Qian rushed over.

"Help! Someone is going to kill me!"

Yuanqian hugged the man and rubbed back and forth on his chest, the expression on his little face was clearly that of extreme grievance.

It was Jun Zhimo, who hurried over when the man heard the movement.

He held Yuan Qian in distress and patiently coaxed her.

"Good...with me here, don't be afraid."

The man raised his hand and pressed Yuanqian's head into his arms, preventing her from shaking at will.

But who is Yuan Qian?Still dawdling back and forth in his arms.

Jun Zhimo simply didn't say anything anymore, just let her toss, but his fierce eyes swept towards the black figure, the red candle was lit, and the black figure's face was extremely pale.

"Who gave you the guts!"

His voice was indifferent to the extreme, as if putting people in hell.

(End of this chapter)