The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 1200: A major event 4

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"That's the truth." Nangong Liuyun smiled for a long time, but the second half of the sentence completely destroyed Bei Chenying's body. "The second child of Mo Family, you can't deal with it now."

"The second Mo family?" Beichen Ying heard the words and exclaimed.

The Moyang Palace of Weiyang Palace, one of the ten largest families in the world, the Mojia II Young Master Mo Yunfeng was very talented. It caused a sensation on the mainland.

The elders in the family usually teach people, they are straight-faced, holding feather dusters and scolding: "Look at Mo Yunfeng, and Barbara at an early age ..."

This Mo Yunfeng is the legendary 360-degree child of someone else's house.

Of course, Nangong Liuyun is more famous than Mo Yunfeng, but parents always understand that they are not? Nangong Liuyun is a **** in the clouds in the sky. How can mortals catch up? The second master Mo Yunfeng is a living object to catch up with.

So in Xiao Beichenying's tragic childhood, his ears were constantly filled with how perfect Master Mojia was, so that he was extremely sensitive to the three words of Mo Yunfeng.

Nangong Liuyun smiled and raised his eyebrows: "What? Are you afraid of him?"

"Will I be afraid of him?" Beichen Ying almost stepped on his tail and almost jumped up excitedly. "Now I'm eighth-order, and the eighth-order is at its peak. How can he compare to me! Give me some tea." The water is pretty much the same. "

Bei Chenying hummed angrily.

Nangong Liuyun stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were far away, and he fell on a small black spot in the distance: "Before entering the Nine Palace, I heard that Mo Er was also the eighth peak, and I do n’t know now What happened. "

It's the eighth peak? Beichen Ying suddenly felt a face, scolding in his heart: Mo Yunfeng, hold on, don't break through earlier than Lao Tzu!

However, Bei Chenying's scolding sound didn't seem to have any effect, and the dark spots in the distance soon came to the crowd of Nangong Liuyun.

Mo Yunfeng's azure robe has a face like a crown jade, a beautiful and handsome figure, and a unique and elegant Young Master.

His eyes are like autumn, his red lips are curved, and he smiles warmly like a jade.

"Well, Nangong, Beichen, it's the two of you." Mo Yunfeng rode on the tall horse and rushed forward. After holding the reins, his smile was full of meaning.

"Why? Isn't it a surprise to see the two of us?" Bei Chenying put his hands behind him, like an old man, squinting at Mo Yunfeng.

Mo Yunfeng jumped off his horse and held his fist to plead guilty: "Offense and offense, there are rumors that you have gone to Muxianfu, and this is the only way to Muxianfu, so-"

He smiled and had a very good attitude. He looked at Nangong Liuyun and others with a smile, but when he glanced at Nangong Liuyun, he had a deep meaning.

Nangong Liuyun stood calmly in place, looking indifferent and arrogant. Like a condor in the night sky, he has a strong and domineering arrogance against the sky.

Mo Yunfeng's eyes wrinkled slightly.

Isn't Li Yaoyao saying that Nangong Liuyun was seriously injured and nearly dying? Why does it look completely okay now? Or, are there a few people in front of you?

At this moment, an angry voice came out of the carriage: "Why stop? Quickly go!"

Hearing this voice, our girl Su subconsciously shrinks her neck and silently retreats step.

It hurts people for no reason, some guilty ...