The evil king spoils his wife excessively: love concubine, don't make trouble

Chapter 11

But the whip hit Mo Xinlan's face!
It’s just that!

Mo Xinlan was stunned!She didn't react at all, she really couldn't figure it out, shouldn't the whip be on Mo Xiaoyu's face at this moment?How could it be drawn on her face? !
Her face was in burning pain, Mo Xinlan endured the pain, and forced a smile, "Fourth sister..."

Before Mo Lingwei could answer anxiously, Mo Xiaoyu cried again with a "wow"!
"Fourth sister, how can you do that to second sister?"

Mo Lingwei was so angry!

How could Mo Xiaoyu, a bitch, wrong her so shamelessly? !

Mo Lingwei stared at Mo Xiaoyu, her eyes seemed to say, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will kill you!

Mo Xiaoyu didn't care, it seemed that she would not lose a piece of meat because of it.

"Fourth sister, I know you have always been jealous of the beauty and strength of the second sister, but the second sister is so kind to you, your face is injured, and the second sister even gave you medicine to heal the injury, but the fourth sister, how can you repay your kindness? "Mo Xiaoyu started to make up again, and the more she spoke, the more she whispered, the more wronged she became, as if she was really fighting for Mo Xinlan.

"Scrap! Shut up, Miss Ben!" Mo Lingwei felt that if she let Mo Xiaoyu say this again, she would definitely be pissed off!
Tears rolled in Mo Xiaoyu's eyes, and she hid behind Mo Xinlan again, "Second Sister, help me!"

Mo Xinlan wanted to stay away from Mo Xiaoyu without a trace, but!
But the whip hit Mo Xinlan's face again!
There were two fork-shaped blood marks on Mo Xinlan's face, and the blood was still flowing because the scars hadn't formed yet.

Even more shocking.

Mo Xinlan clenched her fists tightly, trying to pull out a smile, but any smile was uglier than crying.

"Second sister, are you okay? Fourth sister, you are too much! Why did you hit second sister again?!" Mo Xiaoyu's unquestionable voice sounded again.

"Waste material! Don't talk nonsense! Second sister...you know, I am, I originally wanted to hit that bitch Mo Xiaoyu!"

idiot!Mo Xinlan suppressed the overwhelming anger in her heart, clenched her fists, and stood aside, intending to be an outsider.

Although this little injury was nothing to Mo Xinlan, what she couldn't bear was that Mo Lingwei pushed her nose and face again and again!
He clenched his hand tightly, making a crackling sound.

It's a pity, it's impossible for Mo Xiaoyu to let Mo Xinlan work as an outsider.

If she wants to be an outsider, it depends on whether Mo Xiaoyu agrees with her!
"Second Sister, tell me, Fourth Sister, a third-level spirit warrior, how can she not even hit a good-for-nothing like me? So, let me tell you, Fourth Sister must have done it on purpose!"

One word awakens the dreamer!This sentence can be said to Mo Xinlan's heart, yes, how could Mo Lingwei, a third-level spirit warrior, not even hit a scrap?This is simply a joke!
What Mo Xiaoyu said made Mo Xinlan forget the strangeness of Mo Xiaoyu today.

"Enough!" Mo Xinlan shouted.

But suddenly, a whip fell on Mo Xinlan again!
Mo Xinlan finally couldn't take it anymore, she didn't need to bear it any longer, and started fighting with Mo Lingwei!

There was a weird smile on the corner of Mo Xiaoyu's lips, but it was a pity that Mo Xinlan didn't see it, otherwise, she wouldn't be determined to go her own way in the days to come.

Seeing that the provocations were almost over, Mo Xiaoyu took a look at them and left.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoyu was sleeping on a tree in the garden of the General's Mansion.

Before this, Mo Xiaoyu had tried to practice Qi Condensation, but for some reason, the spiritual energy absorbed could not enter the dantian every time, and every time the spiritual energy touched the dantian, it disappeared outside the dantian.

In this way, Mo Xiaoyu didn't think about it anymore, anyway, sooner or later, there will be a solution, some things cannot be rushed.

As the saying goes, there are always more solutions than difficulties.

She believes that one day, she will be able to find a way to practice!

At night, everything is silent.

In the darkness, a figure flashed past.

Suddenly, when the figure passed a courtyard, it stopped suddenly.

That figure was naturally Mo Xiaoyu.

Mo Xiaoyu looked up at the yard in front of her, stood quietly for a few seconds, and then, with a curl of her lips, walked in.

The further you walked in, the louder the voice became.

Knowing that walking into the yard, the voice can already be heard clearly.

Ambiguous voices kept coming into Mo Xiaoyu's ears.

　Ask for a recommendation~

　　


(End of this chapter)