God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

"Okay, let's go!"

Mo Yi smiled lightly, retracted the Xuanyuan sword, and turned away with Honglian, full of disdain, leaving only Han Yu kneeling on the ground.

As soon as you kneel, everything is over, and the throne has nothing to do with Han Yu anymore.

The people around, watching this scene, couldn't help but point their fingers.

"Humph! You're still the fourth son, you're a jerk, you're useless!"

"I thought that Han Yu could become the next King of Han, but I didn't want it to be such a virtue!"

"Son, remember, a scholar can't be humiliated. You'd rather die than be a jerk like him, servile and useless!"

"It's still Young Master Mo who is domineering, even the Fourth Young Master of South Korea doesn't care about it!".

Chapter 2 The red lotus is not too small! (5/[-])

"That's right, although Young Master Mo is a bit aggressive, it can be regarded as a way for us Koreans to see Han Yu's true face!"

"No! If such a waste becomes our King Han, I am afraid that South Korea is not far from destroying the country!"

"Useless!"

"Shame!"

……

It suddenly rained heavily, Han Yu was still kneeling on the ground, and the people around were holding umbrellas and still pointing.

For a time, Han Yu's hair was disheveled, and he let the rain hit his face. He no longer had the power of the past, and he was high above-.

Just a moment ago, he was still the fourth young master with great power and unlimited future. His methods and temperament were all excellent, and he was the only existence who could compete with the prince for the throne.

In Korea, from the princes and generals to the people of Limin, I don't know how many people regard him as the future king of Han.

But at this moment, it is all undisguised accusations, abuse, and ridicule!

And he has also changed from the most powerful fourth son to a waste that has nothing to do with the throne!

From then on, no matter how hard Han Yu worked, it would still be difficult for him to become a master!

This kneeling, everything is over!

South Korea can't want a bony King Han!

The glory of his life has come to an end!

And the source of everything was because he provoked Mo Yi!

Mo Yi made Han Yu fully understand that even if he is the fourth son of South Korea, there are still some people he cannot afford to provoke.

And there are some costs that he can't bear!

It can be said that at this moment, Han Yu is still alive and dead.

On the other side, Mo Yi took out an umbrella from the system as if he was conjuring a trick, propped it up with Red Lotus, and walked back together.

"I'll take you back to the palace? Lian'er."

"No, Brother Yi, I want to go to Zilan Xuan."

"it is good."

Back at Zilan Xuan, Mo Yi said with a smile, "Do you blame me for doing this to Han Yu?"

"The fourth brother is too rich. He has calculated the ninth brother many times and bullied me. It's like the second Ji Wuye. Now that he is finished, there is one less careerist in South Korea. This is just right!"

Red Lotus shook her head. Although she was young, she understood all of this thoroughly.

The family of the emperor is immersed in the eyes and ears, and naturally understands these rights struggles.

Mo Yi smiled lightly and continued: "But the situation in South Korea is still not optimistic. And your ninth brother, Han Fei, is not willing to replace your father and king to turn the tide. So South Korea is doomed to perish. Lian'er, you, do well. Prepare yourself mentally!"

Red Lotus nodded and put her hand around Mo Yi's neck: "If Korea is gone, do you still want me?"

Mo Yi smiled dumbly: "What I want is your red lotus, but it's not a Korean princess. It's you, who will always be my Mo Yi's person, you can't even run away!"

"Mmmm, if Red Lotus doesn't run, she will never run for the rest of her life." Red Lotus fell into Mo Yi's arms and hugged Mo Yi tightly: "Brother Yi, Red Lotus is going to be your woman, a real woman! Lian is not too young now!"

"Not too small?" Mo Yi was startled, but looking at Honglian's firm attitude, he jokingly said, "Where is it not too small?"

The red lotus was embarrassed, she looked down at Tingxiong's chest, looked down, and said proudly: "It's not too small, and... Besides, although it is not as big as the purple girl and the elder sister Nongyu, it will grow again. Lotus has unlimited potential!"

Mo Yi laughed dumbly, looked at Hong Lian's determined expression, gently pursed Hong Lian's cherry lips, and pressed her tender body under him.

The fourteen or fifteen-year-old red lotus is like a budding flower, infinitely tempting.

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The fourteen or fifteen-year-old red lotus is like a budding flower, infinitely tempting.

Even though Mo Yi was eager to move, he would not be impulsive.

On the contrary, Mo Yi was extremely gentle, and after a long period of lingering, he gently asked for Hong Lian's body.

But even though Mo Yi was extra careful, Red Lotus still cried out in pain.

But soon, that strange voice gradually turned from pain to excitement...