Bei Ming Xiyu smiled bitterly, "Miss Lan, you know, I am the prince of the Bei Ao Dynasty. Now that something has happened to the Bei Ao Dynasty, I cannot sit idly by, and the Bei Ao Dynasty cannot be defeated by my father, Bei Mingxuan."

Lan Qingyu nodded in understanding and glanced at the ten of them, "So you are all going to the Beiao Dynasty together now?!"

Shangguan Qingyu stood up and said, "Miss Lan, the ten of us, except for Master Shuai and his brother, are all followers of Second Prince Beiming Xiyu. We have followed him since we were young. Now that Second Prince is in trouble, how can we just ignore him?"

Bei Ming Xiyu lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Lan Qingyu glanced at him, then looked at Mo Yao. She asked softly, "Mo Yao, where are you taking me?"

Mo Yao snorted coldly and did not answer Lan Qingyu's words.

Lan Qingyu raised her eyebrows and asked softly, "Mo Yao, why don't you say anything?"

Indeed, Lan Qingyu has been lost in thought these past few days. If Mo Yao hadn't been there...

Mo Yao was a little unhappy. He was very unhappy now, but when he saw Lan Qingyu's ignorance or deliberate neglect of her feelings, he was very unhappy, "Humph! What do you think, do you want to go to the Beiao Dynasty to take a look? Sure, I'll take you there right now, take you to see the person who is chasing you."

Mo Yao's voice was harsh, with a hint of anger in it.

Are you kidding? He is the Demon Emperor!

Because of Lan Qingyu, he has lost himself. Although he doesn't mind Lan Qingyu making a few friends while she is growing up, he is very unhappy that she always avoids him and only treats him as a friend.

Has it been so long? More than half a year.

Can't he still get her attention? Has his charm decreased?

Or was she not in love with him at all?

Mo Yao felt frustrated when he thought about it. "Little Feather, where do you think I will take you? Hmm..."

Lan Qingyu felt guilty when she saw Mo Yao like this. She stepped back repeatedly, "Mo Yao..."

Lan Qingyu took a step back, and Mo Yao took a step forward, ignoring the people watching on the side. However, Lan Qingyu refused to cooperate.

"Mo Yao, do you know what you are doing?" Lan Qingyu no longer retreated, and looked at Mo Yao directly without fear.

Seeing Lan Qingyu like this, Mo Yao wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

"Little Feather, I will take you to kill Bei Mingxuan and avenge you. What do you think?" Mo Yao's face was gloomy. He lifted Lan Qingyu's chin with one hand and looked at Lan Qingyu, who was as beautiful as a fairy, with deep eyes.

"Go to the Beiao Dynasty?" Lan Qingyu chose to ignore Mo Yao's dark face.

"Where else do you think I will take you?" Mo Yao's devilish smile slowly rose to the corner of his mouth.

Lan Qingyu was suddenly speechless. She stared at Mo Yao blankly. It seemed like she hadn't looked at Mo Yao seriously for a long time. Mo Yao like this was really attractive. Lan Qingyu's heart kept beating.

She seemed to have really ignored him in the last few days.

"How would I know where you would take me?" Lan Qingyu looked a little confused.

Mo Yao smiled evilly, "Little Feather, you must remember that you belong to this king."

Lan Qingyu said slowly in a voice as clear as a spring, "Mo Yao, don't be too overbearing, or I'll dislike you."

When Mo Yao heard this, a gleam of surprise flashed across his dark eyes. He hugged Lan Qingyu tightly, and his figure flashed at an extremely fast speed, and he left here quickly.

Therefore, they did not notice the cold and jealous gazes of Ning Zhier and Bai Xianyan, but their appearance was still good for him. At least their appearance would make Lan Qingyu realize his own feelings.

It's just a matter of time.

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