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In order to alleviate the crime, he also moved out the eighth princess Bai Xianlei, and said that he wanted to send Bai Xianlei to Zhongzhou early.

Hope Momo will let him go.

Mo Meng looked at Xing Jun.

His eyes seemed to be able to see through Xing Jun's heart.

When Xing Jun was sweating profusely, Momeng sneered.

"The eighth princess, Bai Xianlei, is my appointed concubine. After I get the holy flame of heaven and earth, I will use her to practice. If I don't take it back, will I be turned into ashes like you?"

The head of the Tianchui Gate trembled, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, and said, "Your Majesty, what does it mean to be turned into ashes?"

Mo Luo Huang Mo Meng sneered and did not speak again.

However, in the main hall, every strong man of Tianzhuimen felt a terrifying aura emanating from Momeng's body.

The faces of the two deacons and elders of the King's Gate changed drastically.

Rumble!

A quarter of an hour later, the sky fell apart.

The Tianchui Mountains in Nishizawa collapsed suddenly.

The entire mountain range was wiped out directly, and blood stained the earth.

Except for the eighth princess Bai Xianlei, 10,000+ people of Tianchuimen's senior management, disciples, and handymen all died.

Xing Jun, the master of Tianchuimen, died without a whole body.

The three deacons and elders of the King's Gate are dead!

"Antagonize me, this is the end!"

"Bian Daque, the next one is you!"

In the sky, Mo Luo Huang Mo Meng's face was icy cold.

He carried the eighth princess Bai Xianlei, the girl with a small face of fear, without looking back, and headed towards Zhongzhou at a very high speed.

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"Wang Xiaojian, you are going to die."

The area of ​​Liumensuohuozhen Shengmen was shrouded in thick fog.

In a mansion, Wang Xiaojian and Wang Zhaojun made a round of immortals.

Wang Zhaojun blushed, glared at Wang Xiaojian complainingly, then got up, and ran to the water room in embarrassment.

Looking at her back, Wang Xiaojian laughed out loud.

He was extremely happy in his heart, and then hugged Hong Luan and Lu Luo, who were beside them with flushed faces...

Two hours later, Wang Xiaojian felt refreshed and walked out of the bedroom.

At this time, there was an extra woman in the living room.

Dressed in white, she is as beautiful as a fairy. She is the eldest princess Bai Shengyao.

As if hearing something that shouldn't be heard, Bai Shengyao's face was full of blushing.

Her snow-white hands were clutching the corners of her clothes, looking a little cramped.

It seems neither standing nor walking.

Wang Xiaojian's eyes lit up, and he hurried over to hold her soft hand.

"Princess Shengyao, you are here."

Bai Shengyao's body froze slightly.

She retracted her hand, but couldn't pull it back.

Feeling Wang Xiaojian's fiery and powerful palm, Bai Shengyao's beautiful cheeks flushed red.

Bai Shengyao came here to thank Wang Xiaojian.

Yesterday, Wang Xiaojian killed nearly a hundred Martial Emperors of Moluo Kingdom, as well as a large number of imperial city guards who were loyal to Momeng.

Momeng is not dead yet, but Wang Xiaojian has avenged her Zhou family.

It's just that she didn't expect that when she came, she would pretend to be like this.

Bai Shengyao's beautiful red face showed a resentful expression, and said to Wang Xiaojian: "Wang Xiaojian, so you are so lustful, you are so lustful, you want me to be your woman."

This was the second day that Wang Xiaojian took control of Zhongzhou City.

By asking Zhang Fei, Bai Shengyao knew that Wang Xiaojian had many women.

Even her younger sisters were already his women.

Obviously, he has so many women, yet he still wants her.

Looking at the resentful expression on Bai Shengyao's beautiful face, Wang Xiaojian seemed to guess what Bai Shengyao was thinking.

He held Bai Shengyao's soft hand even harder, and said, "Shengyao's wife, there are indeed many women as husbands."

"But, no matter how many women you have as a husband, I will treat you well in the future and won't let you be wronged."

The slut Wang Xiaojian is so cheap, he has said these words to other women more than once.

However, every time he said it, he was so affectionate without any sense of disobedience.

When he finished speaking, Wang Xiaojian stared tenderly at the beautiful eyes of the eldest princess Bai Shengyao.

He also exuded the unique aura of mid-level aristocratic temperament.

Looking at Wang Xiaojian's affectionate handsome face, feeling the aura of Wang Xiaojian's body, the eldest princess Bai Shengyao trembled.

Just like a girl who falls in love for the first time, a sweet and shy emotion is born in her heart.

Bai Shengyao's cheeks were flushed, and she wanted to throw herself into Wang Xiaojian's arms.

However, the status of the eldest princess still made her restrain herself, and she was reserved towards Wang Xiaojian, saying: "Wang Xiaojian, don't call me wife, I'm not your woman yet. I'm your woman only if you kill Emperor Moro. "

"Understood, Shengyao's wife." Wang Xiaojian chuckled, staring at Bai Shengyao's tender face like a fairy, and said, "However, before becoming my wife, can you let me kiss her little mouth first."