Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

The black sword makes a sad sound again and again. It wants to believe it is true, but it knows that it should not admit its mistake. It may be the person it has been waiting for for a long time.

"Lord, master, master, is that you?" The black sword keeps buzzing. The joy overflowing from the sword doesn't mean that you can fake.

The tall and straight figure was stiff, and then slowly turned to look at the place where the black sword was standing. When the tall and straight figure finally turned around, the black sword just trembled and stopped in the air. It just stopped so foolishly. If the sword has an expression, it means it is absolutely stunned.

"Master, master, no, you are not my master, the master will not be like you, so weak chicken, you are definitely not my master." The ink sword makes a sound of disgust, but only it knows how complex its heart is. Only after it is separated from the master, its life contract with the master has been forcibly opened by the master. If it doesn't see the evil figure, how can it want its master.

The black eyes stared at the black sword, as if they were going to tear it down. They looked at a loss, but they wanted to kill more.

Mo yuan doesn't know what's wrong with him. It's not long since he entered this dreamland. He can't calm down. Where is this place and who is he? What is he going to do? He seems to be looking for something again, but what is it?

Yes, the man who turned around and was regarded as the master by the sword was mo yuan. I'm afraid many people thought that Mo yuan was speechless. They didn't think that the person who might have mistaken would be someone else, but they didn't want to be mo yuan.

"Who are you and what are you doing here? Who am I? " Mo yuan lowered his eyes slightly and covered the thick fog rising slowly in his eyes.

Before the ink sword could speak, Mo yuan raised his eyes slightly and looked at the ink sword running and stepping in the sky. He also listened to the ink sword flying around in the air and kept muttering, "it's over, it's over, it's going to be bad this time. He actually provoked this evil spirit and made a noise."

It wants to find a place outside and directly throw this guy down. This guy is too scary. Even if this man may be its owner, it is definitely not the existence it can provoke.

It remembered that it had just not set up any illusion for this man, that is, let him go to war and fight with people. How did it become such a ghost now.

"You, you..." the black sword paused, but still summoned up the courage to say, "can you show me the heart of your right hand?"

Obviously, he was still frightened. He didn't dare to move too much at all. He opened his mouth carefully for fear that Mo yuan would be angry now.

Mo yuan blinked. Peach blossom's eyes were full of blank look. With that innocent expression, not to mention how cute it was. Unfortunately, if his right hand was not dripping blood, it would be more lovely.

"Why should I show you?" Mo yuan opened his mouth curiously. His eyes blinked. The black sword didn't fly, but there was a sound of swallowing saliva.

"Well, show me and I'll let you out? How's it going? " The black sword spoke carefully. It was afraid to annoy the man in front. You know, if this man is really his master who doesn't want to die for women, it is definitely the guy who offends anyone.

"Why should I go out? It's very good here. It's red. The color is really beautiful. " Mo yuan stretched out his hand and looked at the slowly dripping blood in his hand, but he didn't think the blood on his hand was good-looking, but felt disgusted. He hated the blood on his hand.

Well, now even if you don't have to be sure, it also has 60% doubt that this man will be its master. Although it has no original contract with the master, it can feel that the master is in that approximate position and will come now, but it didn't expect that the master has such a small change.

"Well, show me the palm of your right hand and I'll take you to your daughter-in-law?" The black sword opened more carefully, and added in his heart that it's OK to take off your clothes and show it. Anyway, there should be a mark on your chest.

Mo yuan blinked again and muttered "daughter-in-law," but he didn't know what daughter-in-law was. Why did he look for a daughter-in-law?

"Yes, daughter-in-law, aren't you looking for your daughter-in-law here?" Seeing that the evil spirit around Mo yuan was a little less, the black sword was slightly relieved, and then quickly flew to Mo yuan, only half a meter away from Mo yuan.

Mo yuan flashed a trace of cunning in his eyes in the direction that the ink sword couldn't see. He showed his little white teeth to the ink sword, waved to the ink sword and motioned for the ink sword to pass. The ink sword was stunned, but because Mo yuan might be its real owner, he thought about it or flew over.

He had been with his master for thousands of years. How could he not know what virtue his master was, but now he forgot about it. When Mo yuan stretched out his hand and directly held the handle of his sword, thousands of grass and mud horses rushed by in his heart, and he almost didn't want to burst out rude words.

Did it suffer for itself? Flew over by yourself? The feeling of being caught by this man is a little familiar. What is familiar can no longer be familiar, but it still wants to confirm. It is afraid that if it recognizes its master wrong, it will be killed by its master when it finds its master.

Mo yuan's hand holding the black sword is his left hand, not his right hand. He can't feel what's strange about Mo yuan, and he doesn't know whether Mo yuan is his master or not.

"Little thing, you look ugly. Do you want this seat to make you look better?" Mo yuan spoke in a low voice. Something wrong in his tone was finally noticed by the black sword.

If this man is its master, it will be worse now. If he offends several people, he must not offend his current master, because Mo yuan looks a little scary now.

"Well, we have something to say. Don't move your hands. They are civilized people. Come on." The black sword is now regretting death, and its tone is full of pleading. It's simply. If it knows that this man is so terrible, it shouldn't have brought this man into this fantasy. It's just been paying attention to the place under the cockroach fantasy. It doesn't know what happened here. Why is this man so strange, okay, It's also very wronged. Do you have it.