Loser Princess Defies Heaven

"Wait, wait!" Mo Qingge couldn't listen any more. He couldn't help interrupting him. "Brother, your rainbow fart is blowing in the sky. Does your mother know?"

The middle-aged man was stunned. He didn't know what she was talking about. He explained, "girl, what I said is all shown on the star array. It's a match made in heaven."

"Poof..." Mo Qingge almost laughed and whispered, "Uncle Huang, let's go. We can't hear him continue to blow."

Who knows, Gu Mian Mo gently pulls her arm and doesn't mean to go.

"Uncle Huang, you..."

"Go on." Gu Mian ink lips slightly hook, smile.

Mo Qingge was ashamed.

Uncle Huang, you look like a charlatan. You cheat the money of an ignorant girl. Can't you see that?

Or does he just like to listen to rainbow farts?

"It's still the young master who has his own eyes." The middle-aged man in the black robe laughed and continued to boast, "young master, you and this girl have the same eight characters. This girl is your destiny's daughter!"

The word "destiny's daughter" suddenly reverberated in Gu Mian Mo's heart. It hurt for a while, but it was vague.

After listening to Mo Qingge, I just want to ha ha.

She's wearing a veil. She can't see her face clearly. She's a talented woman. How are you, brother? Can we go?

"Well." As a result, Gu Mian Mo showed a little satisfaction, "yunmo, reward!"

Reward?

Mo Qingge was stunned. He thought he had heard it wrong.

He's a liar!

Uncle Huang, you can't be blind just because he blew a few rainbow farts?

Even she, a beginner of XuanZhen, could see at a glance that it was not astrological XuanZhen at all. It was a trick!

Then, Mo Qingge watched helplessly. Yunmo appeared from the corner in an instant and rewarded the middle-aged man with a large amount of money.

The middle-aged man in black robe accepted the silver note. He was overjoyed and said thanks again and again. He couldn't close his mouth with a smile. His originally small eyes narrowed into a slit.

Looking at the figure of the man and the woman who left, the middle-aged man in black thought, good luck today. He cheated such a big head and made a lot of money!

The market in the small town is still lively, but the place is not big. After an hour's shopping, it comes to the end.

Mo Qingge looked at the dark sky and felt that the air was cold: "brother, it's cold at night. Let's go back."

After playing for a long time, I've had enough. I'll go back to raise my spirits and enter the secret place tomorrow!

"Good."

As soon as Mo Qingge's voice fell, she was dressed in a brocade white cloak, and then she gently closed her body, with gentle movements.

She turned her head and stood opposite Gu Mian's four eyes. She didn't know whether it was an illusion or something. The former indifference and sharpness in his eyes disappeared completely, leaving only a touch of tenderness.

"Hum." Mo Xingchen murmured, "be gallant!"

What else can this guy do besides being courteous?

However, Mo Xing sink is not much to say, with his sister behind, go back together.

……

The night is deep and the moon is cold.

Mo Qingge just finished bathing, put on a cold white dress, just opened the screen, he found a rustle outside the window.

Someone's coming!

Suddenly, Mo Qingge's vigilance, backhand toward the window threw out two silver needles: "come out!"

Brush, brush!

The next second, a white shadow flashed through the silver needle and jumped in from the window. He was slender, wearing a veil, and could not see his face clearly. The sword in his hand was cut off by Mo Qingge.

Mo Qingge retreats half a step quietly, and the Xuanwen Bracelet turns into a long sword in an instant, holding each other's Xuanqi in the air.

The violent Xuanli seemed to burst out in an instant.

Mo Qingge made several moves with the man in white, but some of them were defeated, so he could only dodge quickly. Taking advantage of the other side's inattention, he took the other side's veil away with a backhand sword.

A familiar face came into view.

"Linglong?" Mo Qingge sneered, "have the courage to assassinate me, do not have the courage to show up?"

Four eyes are opposite, Linglong stares at Mo Qingge's face tightly, which is almost the same as the portrait he has seen.

"Mu, Qing, Ge, it's you, you're back!" Exquisite tone, full of fear.

She didn't follow the Lord for long, only for more than 200 years, so she didn't know much about his past.

But she only knew that the LORD had loved a woman deeply, and later, the woman died.

As like as two peas, she had seen the portrait of Wang Ye collected in the past few days.

Linglong finger bone tightly curled up, full of hate.

For so many years, Wang Ye has only one female Dharma protector beside her. There has never been a woman who can make her feel threatened.

Only this woman is different!

"What did you say?" Mo Qingge didn't understand her, "is it a disease?"

How to say something she doesn't understand.

"Yingzhou, Mohist school, Mohist Qingge!" Linglong a word, "you can really hide deep enough!"

Yingzhou, Mohism, moqingge!

These words, suddenly engraved in Mo Qingge's heart, make her heart slightly tremble, very bad taste.

Why does she feel flustered when she hears these words?

Like, somewhere.

Who is she?

Suddenly, Mo Qingge shook his head and felt a mess in his mind: "who am I?"

Countless fragments across the mind, but in any case can not put together.

When Linglong saw that she was distracted, she sneered. Her figure suddenly changed. She turned into a ferocious shark, half human and half animal. Her palm turned into a sharp fin and stabbed Mo Qingge's face.

go to hell!

Kill her, Mo Qingge will never exist.

After killing her, the only person in the Lord's heart was missing.

Kill her!

"Master, master, wake up!" Xuanli suddenly lost himself when he saw Mo Qingge, and now he couldn't show up, so he quickly reminded him.

If you don't wake up, the master will die!

And Mo Qingge stood in the same place, his mind always echoed just that eight words.

Who is she and who is she?

"Mo Qingge, go to die!"

Wheezing——

Just as the sharp fin was approaching, suddenly, a palm wind fell from the air and fell on the shark again.

Fortunately, there is no danger.

"Ah..."

Linglong screamed and looked back at the man behind him, tears streaming down her face: "Wang, Wang Ye..."

Words fall, she vomites out a mouthful of blood, die to the ground.

Gu Mian Mo couldn't take a look at her. He went forward and hugged Mo Qingge: "Ge'er, are you ok?"

He was so a hug, Mo Qingge back to God, suddenly pushed him away: "who am I in the end?"

"Song er..."

There was a trace of surprise in Gu Mian's ink eyes.

What does the singer think of?

In fact, even he can't remember clearly, but every night, he will dream of the sad back.

He hugged again, and his tone was as gentle as water: "Ge'er, is my little princess."