The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

Ren Jing stares at ziqianmo viciously. His hot eyes want to burn through ziqianmo and tear her.

"Somebody

Ziqianmo gave an order.

This is the prime minister's house. She has bodyguards. Why bother to do it yourself?

The sound has not yet landed.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared.

Ziqianmo looked up and saw the visitor's appearance. Surprise flashed in her heart. Is this her bodyguard? Even better looking than Ren Jing? This appearance, even in the demon clan with all kinds of beauties, is the best.

A black silk cut robe, dark red cirrus skirt, outlines an excellent inverted triangle figure, full of power.

A head of shining black hair, down to the waist, with red hair band. Exquisite face, perfect to suffocate, such as the moon Huatian down, frost full Huatang. The Phoenix's eyes are long and narrow, dark as an endless abyss.

His name is Mo Yan. He has been with the original owner for ten years.

This man's accomplishments are extremely high and unfathomable.

The original master is a waste that can't be cultivated. The whole Beilan Kingdom knows it. But she was able to brag in the imperial capital. She could fight whoever she wanted to and bully whoever she wanted to. This was entirely due to Mo Yan's protection.

This time, he drugged Ren Shizi and tied her up. Mo Yan also made a great contribution to her.

But that's not the point——

Ziqianmo actually saw the rich air of Zijin emperor in Moyan's body, such as the hanging waterfall and the dazzling sun!

There are a lot of people who are imperial.

The key to distinguish is the color and intensity of the breath. Color, when the "purple gold" is the most noble, followed by red, Xuan, white, blue, green; Rich degree, naturally, is good thick, thin poor.

In this world, only Baize can see the "imperial spirit".

White Ze out, emperor to.

Could it be that her soul was inspired by heaven when she came into this human body and met Mo Yan?

"Mo Yan."

Ziqianmo called his name.

"Yes." A man's voice is as low as an ancient stringed instrument.

Ziqianmo glanced at Ren Jing and said, "throw him out."

Mo Yan's eyes fall on Ren Jing's hand that tightly grasps her arm, and a touch of coldness passes through the black pupil.

He stepped forward with an arrow, overturned Ren Jing in an instant, and twisted Ren Jing's salty pig hand out of place with a "click".

"Ah --"

A heartrending scream.

Mo Yan turned a deaf ear, just like an eagle carrying a chicken, he directly lifted Ren Jing's body away from the ground and asked, "master, where to throw it."

"Gorgeous building." Ziqianmo thinks a little and gives the answer.

The most famous and largest ecstasy cave in the imperial capital is for men to have fun. After all, the desire for poison is under the original owner. She passes over and takes over the body. Naturally, she is responsible for relieving Ren Jing's desire for poison, isn't she?

"Good."

Mo Yan nodded, as handsome as a God's face, without waves in Gujing.

He always does.

He would comply with any of her requests, regardless of the reason.

Ren Jing was taken away.

Only the rough and unwilling roar reverberated over the prime minister's residence——

"How dare you throw my son into Qinglou? Let go, let go of me! You're going to die, ziqianmo. I'll never let you go! "

In this regard, ziqianmo did not even raise her eyebrows.

What a noisy human.

She was very kind and sent him to peerless building to relieve the fire. It's bad for her health to hold it for a long time.

However, Mo Yan is not noisy.

Well, she's very satisfied.