Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

No one knows how many years the Gu king has lived, how many women the Gu king has experienced, and one person is tall in the history records of the temple, so the saint will change in a few years, but it's a secret when the Gu king will change.

With so many women, how could the Gu King write down all the women's names?

Besides, it's a great grace to be regarded by the Gu king. It's enough for them to show off all their lives. Who dares to expect the Gu king to remember their names? Their faces and sounds?

They have no name, no matter who they are, they have only one name - Saint!

Sure enough, after Zhen Bilan said these words, there was no superfluous reaction from the Gu king. It seemed that he really thought about it, but he had no impression of the name. Even if he looked suddenly, at that moment, it was at most a boat in the sea. In an instant, it was overturned, and even a wave didn't come out.

"So it is." after these words, the Gu King's eyes didn't stay on Mu Yun's body anymore. It seemed that he didn't have the slightest curiosity about the birthmark on Mu Yun's face.

Even for her talent, she doesn't care at all.

No extra experience, stay with her.

It had just attracted the king's attention because of the shallowness of the pool, which made other Saint candidates unwilling. At this time, it was completely put down. Even, he began to secretly laugh at Chi Qianqian in his heart. Look, no matter who looks like that, he won't have the slightest interest in her. Even if it attracted the attention of the Gu king, so what?

The Gu King hasn't seen her yet!

Really, how can I say that people don't want to take off their clothes... Hahaha!

For the ridicule in these people's hearts, Muyun doesn't care at all. Even if she knows, she won't care. She never cares about these. What she cares about is the Gu king in front of her. Sure enough, she's not the person in her heart.

If it was Baili Chonghua, he would not speak in such a tone and look at her with such an air. She had seen Baili Chonghua smile and smile happily, but she had never seen Baili Chonghua hold a smile in the corner of her mouth like this. The smile was like a smile rather than a smile. It was very evil. Even the eyes were full of evil spirits that captured people's hearts and souls.

The evildoer!

This word can be thought of by Mu Yunlu now. It is the most suitable expression to describe the Gu king. Mu Yunlu has never seen this expression and never thought that he would see this gesture on Baili Chonghua one day.

This kind of hormone is emitting all the time. As long as you hook your fingers, it will make women rush over.

In the past, the hundred mile heavy China was so cold that no one wanted to be a foot away from him, but now the Gu king makes people want to hang directly on him.

Mu Yunyu has countless impulses in his heart. He wants to directly rush over and tear open his mask to see who the face hidden under this mask is. He has an uncontrollable impulse. He wants to rush up and tear open his clothes to see whether the skin bag is as white as jade or full of scars.

But in the end, she could do nothing and nothing.

Just look at him and open his mouth, "don't lower your head, let me see who the future saint is..."

This sentence, said with all his heart, but the last tone, made the faces of all the saints candidates with their heads down ruddy, and the corners of their mouths could not help but take a slightly upturned arc.