Wang Ye is a Demon

Mo Jianchen gently took off the clothes on Gu Yining's body. The dazzling red made Mo Jianchen a little unbearable, and his heart seemed to have been cut by thousands of swords.

A woman who was spoiled in the palm of his hand was so tortured in the hands of the enemy.

Looking at the wound on her arm, Mo Jianchen's eyes sank, and he wanted to raise his hand to caress her wound, but when he reached half of his hand, he stopped in the air again, fearing that it would hurt her.

Gu Yining in front of him seemed to fall asleep, lying there quietly, motionless.

Mo Jianchen took out the medicine Junli gave him and gently stuffed it into her mouth.

He looked at Gu Yining worriedly. This medicine was not a panacea. Now, the uncertainty was too high, and the only thing he could do was to take Gu Yining back to the house as soon as possible.

The big hand slowly approached her injured arm. In the palm of his hand, circles of light blue light slowly fainted. In the next second, that little fluorescent light slowly floated to Gu Yining’s wound, like a Just like an elf, healed Gu Yining's wounds. Although it could not completely heal her injuries, it could save her life temporarily.

Early in the morning, outside Anguoyingzhai, the guard's repeated blocking sound suddenly broke the original silence.

"Master, you can't go in without the permission of the sage." The more the voice traversed, but Mo Jianchen still went his own way.

Inside the camp, the King of Anguo raised his head with the sound. Not far away, Mo Jianchen was approaching step by step, his handsome face indifferent, without any expression.

In the end, Mo Jianchen stepped into the camp.

"Small damn, I didn't stop the prince," the guard then entered the camp and knelt down in front of the Anguo Monarch, "please punish your majesty."

"Fine, step back."

After giving an order, the guard thanked King Anguo, and then stepped back two steps and walked out of the camp.

At this moment, in the camp, there were only two people, Mo Jianchen and Guojun An Guo. The air fell into a dead silence for a moment.

Mo Jianchen stared straight at the Anguo Monarch in front of him, with a trace of irresistible murder on his unsmiling face.

He stood in front of the Anguo monarch without anger and prestige.

"I wonder why the prince broke into my camp today?"

Finally, Monarch Anguo spoke, his tone serious, and his seriousness seemed to be mixed with sorrow.

After all, he married his daughter to Mo Jianchen, and in the end, his most beloved daughter died in Mo Jianchen's house.

Mo Jianchen didn't say a word, there seemed to be a faint cold light in those eyes.

He carried a cloth bag in his hand, and there was some blood stains on the bag.

Without saying a word, Mo Jianchen threw the cloth bag in his hand, and the cloth bag rolled in front of Monarch An Guo.

After a few laps, the cloth bag finally unraveled, and it was clear what was inside.

In the cloth bag, there was General Murong's Xiangshang head.

Guojun An Guo was naturally surprised when he saw this scene, his eyes tightened involuntarily, he lifted his eyes and stared at Mo Jianchen in front of him.

In this battle, Anguo's troop strength was severely lost, coupled with the head sent by Mo Jianchen today, which made King Anguo's heart sink. With his mouth slightly open, Mo Jianchen took the lead when he was about to say something.

auzw.com "The king originally didn't want to take the head of General Murong, but what you did made this king have to do so." Mo Jianchen's tone was flat, but he was unusually cold.冽.

"What did we do?" An Guojun squinted slightly, his expression serious.

"What resentment is directed at this king, but you have hurt this king's princess." Mo Jianchen said sharply.

Seeing that Monarch An Guo was silent, Mo Jianchen continued to speak: "It is wishful thinking to want the city of Mo State."

"Then what do you want?" An Guojun looked at Mo Jianchen calmly. Now, if they start a war, they will lose. Therefore, the best way now is to negotiate.

After he finished speaking, the sound of the sword coming out of the scabbard suddenly sounded. The next second, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Guojun An Guo: "This king will give you two paths. Country; Article 2-death."

As for the monarch of Anguo, the two roads are nothing more than the same.

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In this way, the war came to a close. An Guo submitted to the Mo State, and Mo Jianchen, naturally, became a major hero of Mo State.

After the triumphant return, Mo Jianchen was crowned prince by the sage, and the people from the palace also moved to the East Palace.

The overall situation is set, since some people are happy and some are worried.

According to Yu Mojianchen, he finally took the position he wanted to sit in, and he was one step closer to the plan of revenge; and for Mo Chenghao, it was like a bolt from the blue, and he was the eldest son since ancient times. As the prince, he was actually defeated by Mo Jianchen.

Night fell gradually, and in the East Palace, the Frost Cloud Hall was quiet.

Jun Li said that Gu Yining was fine, but he needed to rest for a while, so Mo Jianchen ordered Gu Yining to stay in the Frost Cloud Palace obediently and recuperate.

After a few days of recuperation, Gu Yining's injury was almost healed. She sat at the small table, bored herself a cup of tea, and then took a leisurely sip.

It was the first time that she lived in such a big place, and when she first came to drive, Gu Yining was still somewhat unaccustomed to such a big palace.

"Huan'er, Liuli." Gu Yining whispered the two girls beside him.

After Huan'er and Liuli responded, Gu Yining said leisurely: "Tonight...How about you sleeping with me?"

Gu Yi stared at the two girls, eyes full of expectation.

In the past few days, she moved into the Frost Cloud Hall, a room of such a big size that she really didn't have the guts to sleep alone.

As soon as he finished saying this, Huan'er hurriedly refused: "Ning'er don't laugh with us, how can we sleep with Ning'er?"

Huan'er answered that, the hope that was still in Gu Yijing's eyes was instantly disillusioned, his eyes dimmed a little, but soon, a ray of light flashed through the beautiful eyes: "What? Don't even listen to what the master said now?"

"Huan'er never dare." Huan'er almost knelt in front of Gu Yining in fright.

"If you dare not, then accompany me to sleep!" Seeing Huan'er's reaction, Gu Yining reappeared with a smile, "It just so happens that I'm afraid to sleep alone. It's not as crowded as there are people-more lively."

But as soon as the voice fell, there was a low male voice at the door. The familiarity of this voice made Gu Yining's heart tremble slightly.

"Who do you want to sleep with you?"

The voice is a bit lazy, but besides the laziness, there seems to be a trace of... jealousy?

Gu Yining raised his eyes and looked at Mo Jianchen who was slowly approaching. He looked at her with a smile but a smile, and slowly walked in front of her: "Since I am afraid, why not look for this king?" >