The Story of a Stroppy Princess

Huayue Lingfeng's eyes glanced at the three people, two women and one man, very young. +++ Girls must go to the website www.wuxiaspot.com The second girl is beautiful and her dress is exposed. The white skin on the chest is fascinating. The two faces are almost identical. The only difference is that the woman in red has a mole on her brows, but the one in green does not, but there is no doubt that the two are twins and the other The man was tall and slender, and his face was similar to Ximen Yu, but his expression was a bit rigid.

Huayue Ling immediately thought of Ouyang Ruyan and Jia Wu's fierce dialogue that day. The three were Ximen Yu's two younger sisters and Wu Chi's younger brother.

"Who are you? What's wrong with Miss Ben?" Hua Yueling asked with her arms folded.

"Excuse me, what's your relationship with Mo Wushuang, the landlord of Tianjiu Building?" Simone Yin, a woman in red, looked at Huayue Ling, her charming eyes were amazing to Huayue Ling, all of a sudden, she felt like she was a The soil buns are like, I did not expect that the women in Beijing are so beautiful and elegant.

"Friend, but he's not here today. Do you have any questions for him?" Huayue Ling smirked.

"Friend?" Simon Yin looked strangely at her sister, Simon Lan, and then looked at Huayue Ling. "What friend?"

"Girl, don't you think you should exchange gifts? Who are the three? Why come to Mo Wushuang?"

"Ahem, this girl is from the Simon family, came to Mo Wushuang to take revenge on my brother Simon Jade!" Simone said immaturely.

Huayue Ling laughed and laughed: "So it is, but do you know who your elder brother is?"

"Our elder brother is a good man!" Simran murmured immediately.

"Laner!" Simon Yin's eyes froze, and she severely scratched her sister.

Similan lowered his head with grievance, and Simone looked at Huayue Ling: "No matter who our elder brother is, it is Mo Wushuang who killed him, we as a family should avenge him!"

"Your brother is one of the killers of the Canglong regiment. Such a person would have his life hanging on the edge of the sword. He knew that he would be killed at any time. This is called the strong one! He also knew that one day he would die on the target In the hands, this is the life of the killer. If everyone is like you, isn't it a mess in this world! "Huayue Ling sneered.

Simone was apparently calmed down by Hua Yueling's temperament.

"We also know the rules of the rivers and lakes, but even if my elder brother is dead, we should get back his shocking sword!" Simone still made a little sense.

"That's a good thing, but I heard Mo Wushuang said that Ximen Yu was not killed by him, so I don't know if Jingyu Sword is in his hands. You can wait for him to wave his own question, and Miss Ben will not be accompanied." Ling's eyes swept sharply and walked away.

"Stop!" Ximen Tiger flickered, stopped Huayue Ling, surprised Huayue Ling, this martial artist's ability is really great.

"Oh? Why? Do you have to catch me to threaten Mo Wushuang?" Huayue Ling laughed.

"I heard that Mo Wushuang is inscrutable. Just in case, it's always good for us to have some chips in our hands." Simon Yin smiled with a smile.

"Ha!" Huayue Ling chuckled, it seemed that a fight was inevitable, and she hadn't been active for a long time, but this sister Simon was good at using toots, so be careful.

"I've seen unreasonable, I haven't seen anything so unreasonable!" Huayue Ling Feng's eyes shot cold.

"The people in the rivers and lakes didn't make sense at all and offended!" Simone suddenly flew out of his sleeve.

Huayue Ling Beauty sword is in her hand, and her golden silk soft inner nail finger set was given to Nangong Yan, so there is one less weapon.

"Stop!" A roar let the crossbow atmosphere dissipate. Everyone turned around and saw Mo Wushuangjun in a white coat fluttering angrily.

"Linger, are you all right?" Mo Wushuang asked Huayue Ling with concern.

"I'm okay, but you have a lot of things!" Huayue Ling Feng eyes provoked.

"Who are you!" Mo Wushuang was angry.

"Sister, what a beautiful man." Simone's face flushed, her eyes staring at the beautiful and beautiful Mo Wushuang.

Huayue Ling felt dizzy, really little girl.

"Shut up!" Simon Yin drank her sister again, and Simon Lan flattened her mouth, but her eyes looked at Mo Wushuang's handsome face with great joy.

"Mo Wushuang! You killed my brother Ximen Yu, didn't you?" Ximen Yin was angry with Mo Wushuang.

Mo Wushuang froze and looked at Huayue Ling, and Huayue Ling moved her eyebrows slightly, and she wanted to hear the answer.

"No!" Mo Wushuang said two words indifferently, "so please don't hurt Mo's friend!"

"Who killed that?" Simone was clearly surprised.

"Canglong! Ximenyu's mission is not completed, and there is only one way to go back. You better find out, lest you kill innocent people!" Mo Wushuang said, pulling up Huayue Ling's hand, "Linger, what do you come to me for? Is it something? "As he said, he pulled Huayue Ling towards Tianjiulou.

"It's okay, where have you been?" Huayue Ling asked, turning his head to look at the three completely dull men and women behind him, shaking his head, really disbelieving that Jia Wu was right.

Mo Wushuang chuckled: "I walked around, and there are more people from the rivers and lakes to Beijing recently."

"Stop!" Simone sang.

Mo Wushuang pulled Huayue Ling leisurely and turned to look at Simon.

"You're true? My brother was killed by Canglong?" Simone obviously didn't believe it.

"There is absolutely no falsehood. If you don't believe it, your brother's frightening sword is now in the hands of Canglong." Mo Wushuang's words surprised Huayue Ling secretly, how did he know this.

"Where is Canglong now?" Simone clearly believed.

"Qi Sishan Guangfo Temple." Mo Wushuang's words changed Hua Yueling's complexion, and anxiously said, "Why didn't you say that earlier?" He said he wanted to shake his hand to notify the Ministry of Criminal Affairs to arrest people, but Mo Wushuang was holding on tightly. live.

"Go!" Simon Yin Jiao sang, and the three quickly left.

"Linger, don't worry, this is exactly what I want to tell you." Mo Wushuang calmed Huayue Ling. "Canglong martial arts is strong and strong. Although seriously injured, the lethality is still amazing. Why do you do it yourself? Did someone happen to do it for you? "

Huayue Ling frowned, frowned, and looked at Mo Wushuang's ridiculous face, which was indeed the best way.

"Linger, don't worry, Canglong doesn't need you to deal with it, everyone in the martial arts will find him." Mo Wushuang's faint smile made Huayue Ling frightened, and there was a chill behind him.

"What did you do?" Hua Yueling horrified.

"Linger, what expression do you have?" Mo Wushuang smiled and reached out and squeezed her little face. The smooth skin turned his pinching action into a stroke and he couldn't help it.

Hua Yueling patted his hand and said, "Seriously!"

"Oh, okay, I didn't do anything. Originally, Ximen Yu was killed by Canglong. Now they just let them solve it. Canglong is guilty of guilt. This time, the entire army was annihilated, and it is time for him to repay the debt."

"Why did Canglong say that when Ximen Yu died, there was a word" double "under him?" Huayue Ling looked at him sharply.

"Linger thought I killed Ximen Yu?" Mo Wushuang showed surprise.

Hua Yueling was a little annoyed. She felt a bit confused in her mind and couldn't figure out how to judge Mo Wushuang.

"I don't know, Canglong said." Huayue Ling looked at him a little apologetically, hoping that he didn't hurt him.

Mo Wu sank, and looked at Huayue Ling with great injuries: "You don't believe me, would you rather believe him?"

"No, I didn't believe him either, I just felt weird, how could Ximen Yu die." Hua Yueling was a little depressed.

Mo Wushuang looked silently at Hua Yueling, making Hua Yueling's expression a little disturbed.

"Can I visit your Tibetan Pavilion?" Huayue Ling changed the subject, because Cang Long said that Mo Wushuang killed Ximen Yu for his shocking sword, so just go and see.

"Good!" Mo Wushuang's eyes darkened and agreed quickly, but made Huayue Ling's guilt even heavier. After all, he got along with him for a while, and the two were almost intimate. They came to doubt now. Isn't he a bit overdue?

Mo Wushuang's stiff body was walking in front, and Huayue Ling followed him.

"Wushuang, I'm sorry, I have no other meaning." Huayue Ling said.

Mo Wushuang still didn't say anything, but a handsome face was so cold that he really didn't expect that Hua Yueling's senses would be so big. He thought it was the matter of the three kings to alienate her. Now it seems more than that, I should have a good chat with Hong Bo.

In the office building on the second floor, Mo Wushuang closed the office, took Huayue Ling through three doors, and came to his Tibetan Hyogo.

What happened to Huayue Ling was that there were not many weapons in it. Except for the Wujian Sword Huayue Ling that Master Wen gave him, she had never seen any other weapons, and there was no Ximen Yu's shocking sword. Yet?

Stepping out of the Tibetan Pavilion with a little disappointment, the two sat down on the platform. Mo Wushuang made Huayue Ling Maojian tea, and the two eyes were opposite each other.

"Disappointed, right?" Mo Wushuang said faintly at Huayue Ling.

"No, I have never seen any of these weapons." Hua Yueling smiled and shook her head, but she knew her smile was a little stiff.

"Isn't there a frightening sword?" Mo Wushuang sneered, "Linger wouldn't want me to leave Fangyu deliberately to frame him?"

Huayue Ling stunned, and the coolness rose again behind her, suddenly there was a feeling that she knew nothing about the man in front of him. If he was true, then this man was terrible.

"I thought you alienated me because you were guilty and guilty because of Nangong Yan. It turned out that you didn't think I had deceived you, right?" Mo Wushuang looked at Hua Yueling's eyes seriously.

"Wushuang, don't get me wrong. Regardless of these things, it's just that I suddenly have no passion for feelings." Huayue Ling sighed.

"Really? What if Lord Three is not dead? Will you return to him or stay with me? Even if I wait for your hair to turn gray?" Mo Wushuang's question was so acute for the first time that Hua Yueling couldn't parry it. .

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