Crazy Young Empress: Shadowsong Moon Dance

Chapter 390 Little San's True Identity 【Part [-]】

Mo Wuying stared at her tears almost indifferently, and said softly, slowly and incomparably clearly:

"You're about the same age as me, and if you're telling the truth about your birthday month, then I'm five months younger than you.

Since you call me 'Brother Yaoyue', let me tell you something——

Not all children get candy right away when they cry.

Likewise, not all mistakes are forgiven through tears alone.

If you really like Yungeyue and sincerely want to go with the four of us, I hope you can settle the war between the two outside.

But don't use tears! "

Taming Mo stared at her blankly, speechless for a while.

The suppressed tears swirled crystal clear in the eye sockets, refracting a brown amber light and flowing brilliance of affection.

Nodding vigorously, he walked out numbly.

Outside the shop, Yun Geyue and Xiao Nan had already won and lost.

Xiao Nan wiped away the nosebleeds that flowed like a flood, his eyes were red with anger, and he pointed at Yun Geyue and roared:
"You are a real villain and hypocrite! Today I will teach you a lesson of blood so that you will remember it long!"

Yun Geyue's expression was gloomy, like a hell Shura, and kicked half of the town house in front of the store to shatter the stone lion statue to ward off evil spirits.

Frowning and squinting, Xiao Nan said angrily: "You idiot who doesn't know the truth, I have shown mercy to you time and again, if you want to confess that little life in advance, go die yourself and don't dirty my hands! "

Xiao Nan clenched his fists tightly and threw his whole body towards Yun Geyue again like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, vowing to press him under him and beat him violently to relieve his anger.

Yun Geyue slanted her body and kicked Xiao Nan in the abdomen.

Poor Xiao Nan, like a dishcloth accidentally thrown out of his hand, rose to an exaggerated height in the air, and was called back to the ground by the strong gravity...

The sound of falling to the ground was dull and heart-wrenching, and the consequences were tragic and unbearable to witness.

Struggling twice to get up, Naihe almost fell apart, his arms could not support the weight of his body, and he fell slumped on the snow.

At the same time, the fishy sweetness surged in the throat, and a pool of hot blood gushed out from the mouth.

The warm bright red spread rapidly on the pure white snow, turning into a map of coquettish and evil by Xiao Nan's side.

(End of this chapter)