Cute little jade rabbit: the fox king wants to hug

Chapter 310 The Spirit Is Not Human 8
Towards the end, Hua Wuque was the first to leave the table.

The envoys of the Northern Qi Dynasty failed to facilitate the marriage of the prince and princess, so they looked unhappy and left soon.

And Mo Anu ate heartlessly until the banquet was over before standing up from his seat.

Glancing at Tuobaqing and Lu Zhiyun, he wiped his mouth.

"I'm going first, Guduobai!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked outside the hall.

At this time, Su Ling also got up.

However, at the same time as he got up, Tuoba Qing, Tuoba Qingyun, Lu Zhiyun Xueyan and others also got up.

Several people looked at each other, and they all followed out with different expressions.

Mo Anu was wearing palace attire today, so it was not convenient for him to ride a donkey.

So the donkey was at home and she rode in the carriage.

After getting into the carriage, the coachman waved his whip, and the carriage rattled away.

The few people who followed closely behind reached the gate of the palace, but Mo Anu was nowhere to be seen.

Looking at the end of Chaofeng Street, Su Ling frowned slightly.

"Where did Mo Anu go? Why didn't we see our shadows when we came out?"

Lu Zhiyun looked at the end of the street in doubt, and said to himself.

Tuobaqing frowned slightly, but did not speak.

Su Ling glanced at Lu Zhiyun, his figure flashed, and a white afterimage disappeared before everyone's eyes.

He frightened Lu Zhiyun for a moment, then turned to look at Xueyan, seeing her pensive expression, her complexion turned pale.

She won't make another moth to harm Mo Anu, right?
on the carriage.

Mo Anu was at the banquet, because he pushed back Su Ling's marriage, he was really happy and drank a lot of wine.

Lying in the carriage at this time, drowsy.

The carriage was driving fast.

Mo Anu leaned back on the recliner, and fell asleep after a while.

At her cry, the curtain opened.

A hand came in, holding a handful of incense burners.

After placing it in the curtain, the door of the carriage was closed again.

The incense in the censer is slowly rising.

Not long after, the whole carriage was filled with fragrance.

Mo Anu turned over and murmured: "It's so fragrant, Suling, so fragrant."

The ravings in the dream spread outside, and the driver whipped his whip high.

With a snap, the horse ran faster.

The carriage kept going in the direction of Wuling Mountain without slowing down at all, and the four horses ran desperately.

When reaching the bottom of the mountain, along the mountain road, the carriage began to rattle.

Mo Anu didn't sleep well, turned over and muttered.

The white figure of Su Ling looked at the ruts on the ground, frowned, and moved faster.

I saw a white afterimage moving rapidly in the capital of Qing Kingdom.

When reaching the bottom of Wuling Mountain, Su Ling stopped and looked towards the top of the mountain.

Who is it? !
However, time did not allow him to think too much, and he once again used his spiritual power to fly up and fly straight to the top of the mountain.

Moanu, who was whispering, was dizzy from the incense, and when he was driving on the rugged mountain road, he suddenly woke up.

Frowning, he saw the incense burner at the door.

"Fuck! What the hell is that!"

Mo Anu was startled.

However, I didn't feel any discomfort.

It does not seem to be poisoned.

She stood up, when the carriage had stopped, she kicked the door and kicked the incense burner out.

Looking outside, no one was seen.

Apparently, the coachman abandoned the car and drove away.

Mo Anu looked at the surroundings in the night coldly, very familiar.

"Huh? Isn't this Wuling Mountain?"

She jumped out of the carriage, ripped off her clothes, and fanned herself with the strong aroma of the censer.

He was looking around, but there was no one there. At this time, Su Ling had already flown to the top of the mountain.

Mo Anu turned his head just in time to see him, his eyes lit up, and he rushed over: "Su Ling!"

However, the moment she threw herself into Su Ling's arms, Su Ling's body shook, and he looked at her in disbelief, his watery eyes filled with pain.

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　　"They said you don't like me." A certain woman complained to the cold male god with a dissatisfied expression.

　　The male god raised his eyebrows. "Huh?" The next moment, the woman was decisively rejected by the male god.

　　"But they still say you don't love me." The woman looked even more aggrieved.

　　The male god hooked his thin lips, and immediately hugged the princess, and then... fought on the bed for an hour.

　　Afterwards, the woman supported the old man's waist, pouted her mouth. "They also said that you are unreliable."

　　The man couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly rushed to the Civil Affairs Bureau with the little beauty who had succeeded in the plot...

　　


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