Yiyu Mengxiubai

After a while, Chu Shang, who was sitting on the step, opened his eyes, "Three elements..."

'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly I'

Chu Shang felt that he was about to split up, but there was nothing he could do. He had read too many novels, and not long after he came here, all the routines worked. Wait, my little Mingbai is here.Chu Shang looked east and west, this Mingbai must not be simple, it must be a particularly powerful spirit beast. .hero! !

Chu Shang gulped down a few sips of herbal tea, and suddenly realized whether he should go buy something to practice or something.After all, the person who can cultivate the second line is once in ten thousand years, and the third line. .But basically none.His face slowly calmed down, evoking a somewhat cold smile.

'Three lines, three lines. . .Haha, it's so cool, is it finally interesting? '

Hey, this idea was blown out of Chu Shang's mind, "Oh my god, the three series or something, this is the rhythm of the heroine, God, don't abuse me!! I just want to eat Eating, killing, falling in love, and fighting with swords." Depression is depression, but I still want to be a competent "heroine"

Since you have spiritual power, you can't waste it.Looks like I'm going out to buy something.

"Xin'er? Xin'er!" "Hey, miss, what's wrong?" Xiner ran over all the way, Mu Chushang looked at the panting girl in front of him, his expression softened, but he didn't wait to say anything , was dragged back to the inner room by Xiner.

"Miss, miss, what's the matter with your face, what..." Xin'er said with a shocked face, and Mu Chushang said: "I went to Jinglei Mountain before, and the swelling on my face disappeared after eating a wild fruit... And..." before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Xin'er, "No, miss, you...you have to change back, if you recover, you will fail the prince..."

Mu Chushang narrowed his eyes, stood up, looked at Xin'er in front of him, changed from a little maid to a sharp expression and seemed a little nervous about missing something, it seems that this poison has some meaning .But in the current situation, it seems that Guliang is still mine? !

Mu Chushang has always been ruthless but entangled in her work. She will remember those who treat her well, and those who harm her. Sorry, you have no chance to be remembered (I'm face-blind, can't I). "Xin'er... what are you talking about?" Mu Chushang suppressed his throat, a beautiful but bloody voice.

(Chu Shang raises his hand: Wait for me to protest, what kind of sound is it, you can try it yourself. Xiao Hui: Call back, don’t worry, I wrote it, you hold back your words)

"I, miss, I don't understand what you're talking about." "Then, let me explain more clearly? Who are you, my face, and what's the matter?"

"I..." "Huh? Don't try to lie to me." "I..." Xin Er gritted her teeth, "Yes, Miss, I am not Xin Er. Xin Er fell into the water and died a few years ago. That's why I pretended to be her. "'Xin'er' looked at Mu Chushang, and continued, "I, I am the dark guard, the dark guard next to the prince—the number one in the Dark Cloud Rider, who was ordered to protect the lady, and. .And, according to the time to 'poison' you. . "

Mu Chushang tapped the table with one hand. . "Clang, clang, clang" 'Number one?number one. "Chu Shang squinted his eyes and looked at the dark guard, as if hitting the dark guard's heart every now and then.After a long time, "So..." Mu Chushang finally spoke, "Who is that prince? What's your purpose?" "Ah?"

The dark guard was stunned for a moment, "Huh? Didn't I tell you... Oh, my lord, my lord is your father——Mu Kuangyun."'Father. . .Father, huh. .What does it have to do with me. "What's the purpose?"

It's a bad routine, you can't look down on me, a person who is in the way. . .Hehe' (Xiao Hui: Hey...Chu Shang, you have read too many novels. This is a disease that needs to be cured. Chu Shang: You are a novel writer, who are you talking about.)

"Because, because Miss is a waste. Ah, no, no, she can't cultivate, and she doesn't like to talk. A few years ago, my subordinates have been protecting her in the dark. After knowing that Xin'er fell into the water and died, the prince asked his subordinates to pretend to be Xin'er." , by Miss's side, protecting and taking care of her.

The author has something to say:

Daily cough. .I prefer small theaters and so on. .Don't make plays (there aren't many plays in the first place?) Afterwards. .hold head high. .Thanks.