Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

But Nangong Beibei doesn't want to fight. He wants to stop quickly and doesn't want to arouse doubt. However, the man refuses to let her go. Every time she is ready to run away, the palm wind is covering her. In order to avoid being hurt by her, Nangong Beibei can only defend her.

"I just bumped into it by accident, and I didn't see much of it, let alone say it. I won't have time to fight with you. Can you get out of here? " Nangong Beibei was entangled by him without the slightest patience, and his voice was full of ruthlessness.

"Oh, do you think you have a way to live?" The man's voice is as cold as a knife, with those moves toward Nangong Beibei.

Since she doesn't have a way to live, she'll come out with a way to live!

"I didn't mean to kill you, but you are going to pester me. Don't blame me." Nangong Beibei's body moves rapidly.

She swam around the man and wanted to cut quickly towards his neck, but after several rounds, Nangong Beibei was caught by her wrist. The weapon was too short, which affected her ability. Nangong Beibei's dagger on her right hand was quickly turned to her left hand.

Again the operation of the power, in front of the man killed in the past, but her wrist was hit by the man, the dagger fell directly on the ground.

Then, as soon as her knee was forced, she knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

The man's action is a little faster than Nangong Beibei's. Nangong Beibei can't move when he is pointed. The man looks down at Nangong Beibei, but sneers: "his martial arts are still a little worse."

Nangong Beibei couldn't move and didn't fight. Then she noticed the face of the man in front of her, which was more enchanting than the woman.

Although the pattern embroidered on the blue robe is very strange, it is not simple at all. It seems that the man in front of him is a man of great status.

But he has no identity, Nangong Beibei can't control. What she thinks is how she ran into such a scene. Now, is she going to be killed?

"I only heard the news, not intentionally. I'm not a member of the palace. I'm sure I'll keep my mouth shut. " Nangong Beibei tried to ease the deadlock, but he was delaying time and breaking through his own acupoints.

"Is it?" The man's dark eyes were looking at Nangong Beibei, but they were looking at her, and his thin lips were cold. "Nangong Beibei, do you know what kind of people will keep their mouth shut?"

When the man said that, he had already pinched Nangong Beibei's chin with his hand.

Boom——

Nangong Beibei is shocked. Does the man know himself?

It seems that her reputation is not so big?

"Don't worry. Your affairs have nothing to do with me. I won't tell you. I won't tell you." Nangong Beibei made a promise to the man, and then tried to break through his acupoints.

The man was silent, and didn't take Nangong Beibei's words. Then the person who took Nangong Beibei's words was Princess an who had already dressed and came over.

When seeing Nangong Beibei, an Guifei had a murderous look in her eyes: "it's you, Nangong Beibei."

Princess an's voice is so angry when she talks about Nangong Beibei's name. It must be that she hates her to the extreme. I wish I could defeat her!

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips, feeling extremely irritable.

What bad luck!

What's more, ancient women are not only careful, but also have a lot of grudges. She hasn't had anything to do with LAN mu. She has her own husband, but this princess an is still biting her.

More importantly, if Nangong Beibei didn't come across today's scene, maybe you could think that Princess an was jealous for LAN Mu's love.

But now, what is that?

This is called, you don't want, can't let others get? Or is it a two-way street? Simply, isn't the ancient woman the most reserved?

So, where is the reserve?

"Yes, it's me." Nangong Beibei coldly said this sentence, but the corner of her mouth is indifferent and alienated. Now Princess an is here, she can use Princess an to delay some time.

"I'm dying, and I'm still so stubborn. Don't hate me. Kill her." An Guifei cold voice, eyes have emerged out of the murder.

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips, Mo Qiu?

The name of the man?

Obviously, yes.

Mo Qiu coldly narrowed his eyes and used his internal power to suck up the dagger on the ground. However, he handed the dagger to Princess an, and his thin lips slowly lifted: "you go to kill me, I have to go."

An Guifei took the dagger and sneered at the corners of her lips. When she stabbed Nangong Beibei hard, Nangong Beibei was in a hurry, and her acupoints were quickly opened.

The picture reverses, and the dagger is already in Nangong Beibei's hand. It approaches Princess an's neck straight, and Mo Qiu also hears the sound.

Turn around to look back, but see Nangong Beibei is holding an Guifei, eyebrows directly sink down: "put down the dagger, kill her, you can't go away."

The voice was cold without the slightest temperature, but Nangong Beibei was not afraid. On the contrary, she laughed coldly: "it doesn't matter if I can't leave. At least she's dead, isn't it?"

She noticed that there was no one coming around, then she took Princess an back step by step, and finally came to the front of the courtyard wall, but Mo Qiu stood not far from her.

Nangong Beibei took an Guifei as a shield, so Mo Qiu didn't dare to rush.

"I said that your affairs have nothing to do with me. I won't tell them. I just want to know." Nangong Beibei's throat trembled.

The coldness in Mo Qiu's eyes is deeper. Nangong Beibei even has a bad feeling that Mo Qiu may kill her and Princess an at any time.

In the deep palace, there are not many people who can touch the emperor's concubines, and many of them are schemers.

Therefore, Nangong Beibei is still a little scared.

But Mo Qiu didn't do it. Instead, he slowed down his attitude and said with a smile, "OK, I won't kill you. You let her come."

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips, but she was counting the time in her heart. When Mo qiuleng squinted at her, Nangong Beibei quickly pushed Princess an out. When Mo qiuleng caught her, she quickly swept over the palace wall and ran forward.

Mo Qiu smiles lightly. Nangong Beibei's figure moves rapidly in the moonlight, just like the nine immortals dancing a gorgeous dance.