Chapter 75

The night has slowly infiltrated into the warm breeze, and the sky is hidden in the boundless darkness. The bright stars, accompanied by the bright moon, are like goose feathers, gently falling on the shallow blue waves, and there is a wave of light. Ripples in circles....
Mo Zengshi looked at her, thinking silently, too many accidents happened tonight.This daughter is beyond the scope of his control. Now, facing the emperor can answer without being humble... This is definitely not the bearing that an ordinary boudoir girl can possess. Even he can't be calm and unchanged in the face of the imperial power. , calm...

"Well, Qingcheng, it was my father who ignored you in the past, and it will not be like this in the future. When I go back this time, my father will definitely satisfy your request and make up for the grievances you have suffered in the past."

The breeze gently lifted the hem of Mo Qingcheng's clothes, brushing away the hair from his face, and Mo Qingcheng looked at him with a smile.Regret it, there is no way out for everything, if you cherish the time, why did the real Mo Qingcheng die in the sea of ​​fire that day!
Now, it is impossible to curry favor with her and rely on her to glorify one's lintel.It is estimated that the emperor, or the prince, will kill her in a short time.

"Prime Minister, you are serious! My daughter lost her mother since she was young." Mo Qingcheng could clearly feel that after she finished speaking, Mo Zengshi's body shivered slightly. Although it was slight, she still noticed it.It seems that there must be something strange in it. How did the emperor's mother die that year? We should dig deeper...
"My daughter lost her mother since she was a child. Thanks to the care of the Prime Minister for many years, my daughter is able to have today."

Seeing that his daughter still refused to call him father, Mo Zengshi felt that this daughter was not simple.In this language, there is a dangerous atmosphere, the domineering of the emperor.Even in the dark night, this aura, shining brightly like a night pearl, couldn't help but make his spirit tense up.It seems that he needs to "compensate" this daughter well, so that he can help him complete his great cause.

But still with a smile on his face, he said, "Let's go home with my father in a sedan chair!"

"Master Prime Minister, my daughter wants to go back alone..."

"This, it's not very good! It's dead of night, it's not appropriate for you to belong to a girl's house!" Mo Zengshi said in a presumptuous manner.

"It's okay, my daughter will leave first. Send off to the prime minister." After speaking, Mo Qingcheng turned and left.The figure under the moonlight gradually drifts away, slowly disappearing into the moonlight, and seems to be hidden in the moonlight... The back reveals that the phoenix is ​​in the world, and the heroine is unparalleled...It makes people feel a coercion coming, It slowly penetrated into the lung lobes, and it was difficult to breathe.

There were rustling sounds among the whirling leaves, and at night, the breeze carried a little damp chill. Such a temperature would only make Mo Qingcheng feel that death was gradually approaching her.A few crows hissed through the denser woods...

Such things are very familiar to Mo Qingcheng, and she believes that soon, someone will appear.Unexpectedly, I couldn't sit still so soon.The demonic breath permeated...Suddenly, several voices piercing through the wind reached Mo Qingcheng's ears. She has always had very good hearing. As long as it is a living person, even if there is only a breath, no matter how weak, she can clearly understand it. And she can judge how far the enemy is from her by the rhythm of her voice, and this time is no exception...
"Come out, or you won't have another chance in a while." The tone of the voice reveals the demonic coercion of the ancient demon heart, and this demonic coercion is like a huge stone pressing on the hearts of these ghostly killers.The demonic energy of the ancient demon heart leaked from Mo Qingcheng's body, bringing destruction and death, as if it wanted to turn everything around it into a battlefield of Shura, destroying it... The strange thing is that there is a faint trace of life in the breath of death The breath... seems to cover everything around her under her crystal clear wings, turn the surroundings into a paradise in the human world, repaint and carve all things in nature... two breaths linger around everything around, including them... ..
(End of this chapter)

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