Lonely king and the widowed woman

Mo Wu didn't retort. He said in a deep voice, "I went to lead away the pursuers that day. When I looked back, you had been taken away by the Xiao family."

It's clear from this explanation... It turns out that he is the wild man who took her on the way to escape marriage?

Mo Jiu thought for a while and thought that Mo said that her predecessor, Mo jiu'er, was herself. When she met such a man, she didn't have to consider it and had to run away.

Which woman is willing to marry a tuberculosis? If you are lucky, you will live a widowed life. If you are unlucky, you will live a widowed life.

When she thought about it like this, she was overjoyed. "It's you, ha ha, the emperor has lived up to his heart. Finally, I'll wait until you... I said, let's not be stunned here first. Please run away with me quickly? Xiao LIULANG is simply not a thing, an old thief, an old poison... If you stay with him again, I'm not sure when you'll die."

Her tone was as if the person to be married was Liu Lang of the Xiao family. Mo Wang didn't say anything more, but scared aunt LAN white. She grabbed Mo Jiu's hand and didn't let go, "aunt, please don't run away... I'm afraid I won't be good again when the Xiao family's husband comes after me..."

"When he comes, I'll be happy."

She grabbed aunt Lan's hand, shouted to mei'er, and went to Mo Wu's side. But when she spoke, she saw that Mo Wu's face suddenly changed and didn't move. Her eyes crossed her and looked at the long street behind her.

Mo Jiu didn't know why, so he turned his head and couldn't help complaining about Aunt Lan's crow mouth.

A line of neatly arranged men and horses came from the long street.

When you first ride a BMW Golden Saddle, you are Xiao LIULANG.

He was surrounded by a group of armored and sharp forbidden troops, which was as high-profile as before. But on a hot day, he wore a robe and armor inside and a silver red soft smoke Luo hooded cloak outside. Under the scorching heat, everyone was sweating, but he was covered with cold air. He was lined by a group of dark skinned imperial guards. He looked luxurious and lofty, like a god general from the sky. His face half covered under his hat seemed to have a kind of evil and cool Fairy Spirit.

Xiao LIULANG's appearance is as stable as ever.

But mojiu thought his hat was used for sunscreen. It's a good bag!

"You're here at last." Xiao Qian didn't come near and didn't look at Mo Jiu. He just stared at Mo Wu and smiled slowly. "Take it down!"

"Here," said a group of about twenty forbidden men in unison, and then came with a knife.

Mo Mo didn't hide, but laughed loudly, "don't you be disappointed if I don't come?"

Seeing that the two men didn't care, mojiu was poured cold water again. There was an illusion that he had made a bait. Of course, Xiao Qian was the one who tied the fishing line to her and threw her into the water with a fishing rod. As for the fish he wanted to catch, it was obviously Mo Wang.

The speed of the forbidden army was very fast. Mo Jiu felt a burst of hot wind sweeping. Before he could see clearly, he was pulled away by Aunt LAN and mei'er and stood by the roadside, but Mo Wang had already fought with the forbidden army. He deserves to be a member of the Mo family. His kung fu is excellent. A blood jade flute can be changed into a weapon. Only one draw, and the sword body is in the middle, which makes Mo Jiu, who has a lot of research on the art of organs and instruments, marvel.

She is more interested in this handsome man.

Belonging to the Mohist family, this man seems to be better than her?

Originally, mojiu didn't like watching people fight. He thought it was too bloody, but if it was a pleasant fight, it was another matter.

There is a sword in the ink flute, and the bloody jade flute excites the clothes to fly. With the power of one person, it has not lost the wind against the ten forbidden troops. The appearance, talent and martial arts make mojiu feel like he has found the blood in the Jianghu written by great Xia Jin, which makes him interested.