Quickly wear the heroine, she's going to hang up again

Chapter 45 Marshal's Blood Princess 2.18
Seeing Lang Mohan pretending to be stupid, Ji Yawen gritted her teeth, but continued to speak confidently.

"As soon as you saw me, you rushed forward with red face, have you forgotten?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he kept paying attention to Wangyou's expression, and noticed that her complexion was changing, her eyes struggled, and the corners of her lips deepened in satisfaction.

Who will win the fight, I don't know yet.

Zhou Dinglin and the others were stunned, and looked at the Marshal who was already full of murderous looks, in disbelief.

The anxious man in her mouth is really the marshal of their family who is indifferent to women?

really.

That picture is really unbelievable, it's too scary.

Don't say that Wangyou is different, it is inevitable that there will be different people.

But pull it down, it's not for those who don't understand.

If their marshal really treated that woman differently and snatched her back for what she did, how could she be released to attract others.

Wasn't it good to be 'protected' by their marshal without seeing Wangyou? What a difference.

So they didn't believe Ji Yawen's words at all.

"Ma'am, don't believe it, she is trying to provoke the relationship between you and the marshal."

For a happy life in the future, Zhou Dinglin immediately voiced his support.

"Yes, yes, our marshal is a very upright person, and we will never do these things."

Zhang Lingfeng followed suit, blindly trusting Lang Mohan.

Even Scar and Bald couldn't stop nodding, agreeing with what they said.

Although it's hard to say what is the right time, but the Marshal's character is really nothing to say, it can be seen that the woman is jealous of the beauty.

Hey, speaking of it, the beauty under the veil is so beautiful.

Sure enough, only a hero like Marshal can be worthy.

Completely forgetting that the reason they came back was to say that the two of them surrounded by many guards began to become obsessed with Wangyou.

The knife in Lang Mohan's hand groaned, it was the whistle of wanting to be bloodthirsty.

He had never wanted to kill a woman so much, this was the first time.

"I don't know her, and I haven't seen her."

His tone was calm and cold, but with a hint of nervousness.

Everyone understands what they are nervous about.

Lang Mohan didn't have this person in his mind at all, and he didn't remember when he met him, except at this moment.

The memory of the banquet had long been thrown away by him, leaving only the purple figure.

Staring at Wangyou with deep eyes, like a courtier waiting for a judgment, waiting for his queen to give an answer.

Wangyou was particularly embarrassed, and even a little embarrassed.

Facing Lang Mohan's gaze, he nodded affirmatively, "I know."

How could she not know that afternoon, no one knew better than herself.

Thinking about it makes me embarrassed, if I had known that the hero is that man, she would not have framed him.

She rubbed her nose innocently, it wasn't her fault, she didn't recite it.

"You know? What do you know, that's between me and him." Ji Yawen sneered a little, then changed her words.

"Sister, you have already robbed me of everything, the palace, father, lover, and the dragon."

"I have nothing left, sister, please let me go."

Tears splashed all over his face, and his already traumatized body was not only pale and his limbs were weak, it also looked extraordinarily weak and miserable.

When people saw it, they couldn't help but feel distressed, and wanted to hug that fragile person in their arms to comfort them.

At least Yao Zhao, who just arrived, felt this way.

He quickly rushed to Ji Yawen's side, caught her precarious body, and asked worriedly.

"Wen'er, Wen'er, how are you, how are you, sorry, I'm late, sorry."

He managed to find the surviving emperor, and wanted to tell her the good news, but seeing her being bullied like this, his eyes were red with anger.

"Wangyou, it's you again, it's you again."

Angry, he turned his head and stared at the woman in purple, with a vicious look, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the other person's face clearly.

But it quickly returned to normal, replaced by nausea and disgust.

It seems to see something dirty, very disgusting.

Dirty thing Wangyou got angry, pointed at Yao Zhao and said, "Longlong bite him to death."

M, he thought he was some kind of thing, but he looked at himself with that kind of eyes, he was so angry.

If you make her unhappy, then don't try to be complacent.

"Aw~~" The dragon chant resounding through the sky reappeared, centering on Wangyou, a powerful golden light spread out.

A majestic golden dragon raised its head high, swung its tail and stretched its body in the air.

The next moment, a fierce gust of wind howled, and the golden dragon opened its sharp claws, ruthlessly grabbing Yao Zhao who was wrapped in a black robe.

"what."

The shoulders were pierced by claws, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.

'Bang' Yao Zhao was thrown out vigorously, directly smashing a hole in the ground.

It only takes a blink of an eye for a ninth-level powerhouse to be subdued and cleaned up.

Terrible, terrible.

Ji Yawen widened her eyes and opened her mouth in horror, her whole body was so stiff that she dared not move.

The magic dragon is very strong, but it was no match for Yao Zhao before.

What's going on, why is it so powerful once it's in Wangyou's hands.

that she, she
My mind became heavier and heavier, and my mind hurts.

Lang Mohan Siyu saw that he was acting like a golden dragon begging for praise with Wangyou, pursed his lips, very upset, and wanted to eat dragon meat very much.

Stealing his chance to be beautiful and present, and also her attention, is really bad.

Still kill it.

Find her a more obedient and stronger one in the future.

The golden dragon, which was still humming, stopped instantly with its huge body, and fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

The big copper bell eyes carefully aimed at the insignificant but very dangerous man. Seeing him move the knife in his hand, he trembled in fright.

A golden dragon tens of meters long lay pitifully on the ground, trembling with fear.

This picture is really joyful.

However, Lang Mohan has been included in the ultra-dangerous list in his heart.

Even the giant dragon standing at the top of the monster is afraid of this, and it is still in the case of not making a move.

If this is shot, how terrifying will it be.

Even if Zhou Dinglin and the others had seen the ferocity of their own marshal destroying two legions by himself, they felt sorry for him at this moment.

After five or six years, the marshal who has not made a move, they can't even imagine how powerful he is now.

"Okay, don't scare it anymore." Wangyou touched the giant dragon who wanted to bury his head in the soil, and said helplessly to Lang Mohan.

How old are people, and they still care about a different species, really.

Although he was slandering in his heart, the corners of his lips raised involuntarily.

When someone cares about you, it means that he really cares about you.

Lang Mohan, like a tamed loyal dog, immediately put away his aura obediently and walked towards the smiling man.

As soon as he took a step, his complexion suddenly changed.

(End of this chapter)