The Playful Princess: Miss Idiot Breaks into the Harem

At this time, all the people present, regardless of whether they usually get along or not, or if their faces and hearts are at odds, at this moment, they all gather quietly under their feet and lean against each other.

At this time, no matter how unwilling to admit it, no matter how noble people are, they will know that they are grasshoppers tied to a skipping rope!

Even the mysterious Supreme Emperor, or the aloof emperor, at this time, they cannot escape standing with everyone.

If the fire-type red-armored unicorn escaped from the hands of the few of them, the common people in the world would have no way of life. The first to suffer would be the people of Kyoto.

Think about it, the few people present can almost be regarded as the top experts in today's world, at least in this country. If they all gather together, they can't take down the red armored unicorn. Looking at the world, how many people are there? Can people do it?

Everyone looked like they were facing a big enemy, frowning tightly, staring at the direction where the red-armored unicorn was roaring, their eyes fixed on it, as if they were afraid that the red-armored unicorn would surprise them, and rushed out suddenly.

The people present have been reduced and reduced until now, apart from a few top leaders present, there are only a hundred masters carefully selected by the palace.

This is not to say that more people means greater strength, nor does it mean that two ninth-level masters are equal to one tenth-level master.

In this time and space, it is more difficult to advance to the later stages of martial arts, and the difference of one level is huge in terms of internal strength.

Of course, weapons, magic pets, actual combat experience, the use of energy in the body, and on-the-spot adaptability are also very important.

But generally speaking, a tenth-level master is incomparable to dozens or hundreds of ninth-level masters.

"Woman, you have to be more careful later!" Just as she was daydreaming, Mu Xuan felt her palm being gently pinched, and she gave a gentle order, with deep concern, in Mu Xuan's eyes. It rang in my ears.

Mu Xuan's heart beat involuntarily, at this moment, her cheeks turned suspiciously red.

It's not about being shy, but at this critical juncture, this man, who has always been indifferent, actually cares so much about him. Just ask Mu Xuan, how can he not be moved?

Mu Xuan smiled softly, and it was rare for Ye Xinglan to be kind and pleasant, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you are too, you have to protect yourself!"

The corners of Ye Xinglan's lips were smiling, but his voice was word for word, revealing firmness and dominance of a man, and said: "If there is something wrong, don't let the city wall, everything depends on me!"

After all, she took a deep look at Gong Ziluo with her pitch-black pupils.

Such eyes cannot be described in words at all, Gong Ziluo looked like this, as if she was about to fall into the deep eyes, drowning in them, unable to extricate herself.

At this moment, her heart was beating thumpingly, and she seemed to finally realize clearly that she did not know when she had already loved this man so deeply.

It's not liking, but love, the kind that goes deep into the bone marrow.

No matter what they are economical about, what misunderstandings or even unpleasantness they have, at this moment of life and death, it seems that they can feel the care and love of each other deeply...

Mr. Han was like a fine man, and was pushed aside by Ye Xinglan. Seeing the eyes and movements of the two of them, it was natural and clear, and his heart was clear and moved.