The Story of a Stroppy Princess

Hua Xiaolong showed a joy after a while, turned around and saw Xi Xiaodie going to the door accompanied by Tang Lu, put her hand on the flowering Yue Ling, secretly went out to the other side, and at the same time saw Jimo Zi's two hands also Follow West Kocho. +++ Girls must go to the website www.wuxiaspot.com Please search (品 # 书 …… 网Look at the most complete! Newest Fastest Novel

"How can this happen?" Hua Yueling had three people missing, Hua Xiaolong, Nangong Yuanxuan, Nangong Yan, and the position was a bit empty. Mo Wushuang sat down next to Huayue Ling and asked.

"I don't know, maybe Xi Xiaodie didn't have a chance to play tonight, I'm sorry to go back first." Hua Yueling was so guessing.

"Then our plan?" Mo Wushuang frowned.

"The plan can't keep up with the changes, I can only act on the opportunity. I think Xiaolong will handle it well." Hua Yueling's brows frowned even more, and she was a little worried, but she knew she couldn't come forward.

"Sister, should I go out and see?" Hua Yujin said nervously.

"Don't, we can't cause much movement here, so as not to cause General Xiren's suspicion." Huayue Ling shook his head. "It's okay, you should stay with Xiaomi." Huayue Ling smiled evilly after he finished speaking.

Hua Yujin immediately turned red and red, and turned to look at the two men who were fighting on the stage. Xiaomi's face was nervous.

With a pain in her heart, Hua Yujin held out her big hand and gently held Xiaomi's small hand, making Xiaomi turn her head to look at him staggeringly. At this look, her little face was also red, struggling to pull her hand back.

When Huayue Ling saw her, she immediately looked at Mo Wushuang, and immediately leaned her body on Mo Wushuang, pretending to be intimate. Mo Wushuang was unknown, but she was still happy to hold her hand: "Don't worry, you should not Something will happen. "

Xiaomi's beautiful eyes immediately showed melancholy, and her eyes dropped. Hua Yujin turned her head to look at Mo Wushuang, a little surprised, her black eyebrows were wrinkled, Huayue Ling blinked at him, Hua Yujin nodded blushing, He didn't know that Xiaomi originally liked his brother, what would he do? His sister liked Mo Wushuang and he liked Xiaomi. Isn't that great?

Junlang's face was embarrassed. Looking at Xiaomi, who looked down and sad, her big hands tightened, and she took out the fruit and handed it to her. Xiaomi looked up and showed him an unnatural smile.

"Xiaomi, isn't the show good?" Hua Yujin said gently.

Xiaomi quickly shook his head, and Hua Yujin said, "If you want to go back, tell me anytime you know?"

Xiaomi still shook her head and looked at Mo Wushuang. She wanted to go back with her brother.

"What's wrong, do you want to go back with your brother?" Hua Yujin laughed, but his heart was sour.

Xiaomi immediately nodded, and Hua Yujin said, "That won't work. Your brother is going to send my sister to the Three Kings Palace. Your brother is so old, do n’t worry about your sister. Besides, it should be my sister in the future. When worrying about him, you, marry someone. "

Xiaomi suddenly turned pale, her head lowered, and tears appeared in her eyes. Hua Yujin grabbed her little hand and conveyed her love, but she still sighed in her heart. It seems that she still needs to work hard to marry a beautiful girl.

Xiaomi broke free of Hua Yujin's big hand, and her head was lowered to her chest. Hua Yujin wanted to hold her, but there were too many people. He couldn't make Xiaomi look ugly. He looked at Huayue Ling for help, and Huayue Ling turned over. White-eyed, pointing to the wines in the white jade bottles in several cases.

Hua Yujin nodded his head and poured it for Xiaomi. Xiaomi was unwilling to drink at all before, so she really drank a glass. She immediately found something to eat, and her sadness diminished.

"Wow!" As the audience exclaimed, the stage has changed. Huayue Ling quickly looked up and saw Nangong Yu and Master Wei taking two steps backwards at the same time. She couldn't help but feel nervous. Master Wei, who else is there?

"Don't worry, Brother Xi is more than that." Mo Wushuang squeezed her hand with a smile.

"Oh? What killer is there for this guy?" Huayue Ling looked at Nangong Yan with astonishment above him, only to feel that this man was really dazzling, so dazzling that she wanted to kick him.

Mo Wushuang looked down at her surprised little face and made a thick laugh, which attracted Huayue Ling's unhappy look.

"It seems you really don't know him." Mo Wushuang smiled.

"What do I want to know about him? Yes, maybe I like him, but I don't like you!" Huayue Ling stimulated.

After Mo Wushuang froze, Jun's face turned black, her hand clenched tightly, and she was jealous: "Then don't understand it well."

"Ha ha ha ..." Huayue Lingjiao laughed and reached out and tapped him. Nangong Yan above didn't know where his eyes were. He actually showed him Huayue Ling's moan to Mo Wushuang. The breath of the whole body expanded again, and the opposite Wei Master was regarded as Mo Wushuang's powerful rival.

As soon as he disappeared, Master Wei's resolute face changed, and he immediately danced with both palms, covering his surroundings with breath, and not giving Nangong the opportunity to attack.

No one knew that Nangong snorted coldly, and Huayue Ling saw his white, slender finger pointing at the back of Master Wei, and Master Wei snorted, his whole body breathed away, and he took a step back.

"What's going on?" Huayue Ling asked Mo Wushuang curiously.

"Yiyang means that the wind directly penetrated the defense of Master Wei, and Brother Xi won." Mo Wushuang whispered.

"I rely on it, a yang finger?" This guy actually has a yang finger? This is the ancient martial art that Hua Yueling has heard of in modern times.

Mo Wushuang smiled and looked at her shocked expression, "He never showed people easily, this time he was forced out by Master Wei."

"So how do you know?" Huayue Ling was puzzled.

"I've compared with him. I wouldn't have lost to him if it hadn't been his yang finger." Mo Wushuang twitched.

"Wow, he is better than you?" Hua Yueling was unbalanced inside.

"I can't win him without weapons, but he won't necessarily win me with the weapons." Mo Wushuang smiled, and he couldn't show Linger.

"This dead man, I really can't see it. It's such a waste of high martial arts and not useful!" Huayue Ling was jealous.

On the stage, Lord Wei laughed loudly: "Three kings really have high martial arts strength, Wei Mou was defeated, and Dayue martial arts is unfathomable!"

Nangong Yan's figure is straight, his eyes are sharp, he quickly clasped his fists with both hands: "Master Wei is polite, and his martial arts is vigorous and mighty. If it was not for the king's speculation, an early defeat would come.

The following Nangong Tianyu naturally couldn't stop smiling, and looked at the smiling Jimo chanted: "I heard that His Royal Highness is the first warrior of Damon, this Lord Wei has already been so powerful, presumably His Royal Highness is outstanding."

"The emperor has won the prize. I really didn't expect Dayue to be full of talents." Jimo Zi was also surprised by the martial arts of Nangong. A poke in the chest, can these two couples be both?

"The Emperor, Your Highness, Wei Chen have a question, can you ask Dae Yue's capable people for advice?" Master Wen came forward again.

"Oh, Lord Man, please." Nangong Tianyu curiously.

Master Wen took out one thing from under his robe. Nangong Tianyu saw that it was a good sword.

"The emperor, this is a chance to get a sword from Taetsu, but I do n’t know the name of the sword. Wei Chen is very fond of swordsmanship. Want to know the name of this sword, I don't know if anyone can confuse me? "Master Wen handed the sword over.

Nangong Tianyu took a look at it. The scabbard of this sword is made of bronze. It has an ancient color because of the long dynasty, but the engraved sword pattern on it is delicate and subtle, a rare sword.

Nangong Tianyu invited Tiangong to whisper, and Tiangong held his sword to a court official and continued singing and dancing on the stage.

Huayue Ling said, "This is really a big problem."

Nangong Yu has stepped down at this moment, walked to Huayue Ling and sat down, thinking about the surprise and surprise that she had just seen this woman, presumably her martial arts made her curious and smug.

"In these two games, although you are creative in the first game, you can only count as a draw. In the second game, we win and lose, and we can also count as a draw, so I am afraid that the later problems will become more and more difficult." I explained to her.

"It's really not a fuel-efficient lamp, isn't it called friendly exchanges, it's just a come-and-go." Huayue Ling flattened.

"This situation is not only a friendly expression but also a contest between the two countries. It is not surprising to let yourself know about the shortcomings of your own country," Nangong said, holding up his wine glass and continuing to Huayue Ling. Win, don't you respect me? "

Huayue Ling looked at his handsome face with amusement, and raised his glass, saying, "Okay, you win glory for the country."

"Oh, we are called Fu Fu!" Nangong sipped a glass and was so proud of himself.

Huayue Ling hit his chest with a fist, so painful that he almost spit out his wine.

"I warn you once again, don't drag me and you together, there is no possibility between us!" Hua Yueling's voice was already cold like ice.

Nangong glanced at her chest and glared at her, "You can't treat me like this, anyway, you are a friend."

"Peng your mother!" Huayue Ling scolded angrily.

"Linger, my mother is sitting there, looking at you!" Nangong pointed at Su Taifei who was looking at them, her face was sad, as if her son had been bullied by Huayue Ling.

At a glance, Huayue Ling's face was red with red ears, nn, and she lost her face to her uncle's house.

At this time, the father-in-law Tian held the sword in front of the two of them, and Nangong Ai immediately sat upright and looked pretentiously. Huayue Ling couldn't see anything, only the sword sheath was very old and beautiful.

"Wushuang, this is your strength. If you don't know, other people don't have to look at it." Nangong Yan smiled and handed the sword to Mo Wushuang.

Huayue Ling quickly looked at the man she liked with anticipation, and saw Mo Wushuang staring at the sword with a magical look. Huayue Ling knew that he was very excited.

As soon as the sword came out of the sheath, everyone felt a chill coming towards him. Mo Wushuang stretched out his finger and made a slight bounce. The sword was sounded, and the sword handle was examined carefully. There was a very dark gem on it.

"Wushuang, do you recognize it?" Huayue Ling couldn't help asking, and Gong Tian was full of expectations.