Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 26

Mu Wushuang's provocative Chao Liu Jiaojiao rolled their eyes and swaggered through the door and walked in.

Yun Feng said with disgust on his face: "This ugly monster is really stubborn, even the prince is confused by her!"

"Don't say that, Yunfeng." Liu Jiaojiao suppressed the jealousy in her heart and said softly: "Cousin must have something to discuss with Wushuang sister. I will wait for them to finish talking before going in."

"Miss Biao, you are too much to be bullied by Mu Wushuang unscrupulously. You are kind to her, but she treats her kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. You are not worth it. I must persuade the prince to drive Mu Wushuang out! In this palace, only you are most qualified to be the mistress."

Yun Feng said.

Liu Jiaojiao sighed with a faint smile, she stopped speaking, and looked indifferent, making Yun Feng even more grievous for her.

...

After Mu Wushuang entered, he walked for a while before seeing the emperor.

Braving the hot spring pool, the white curtains on both sides fluttered with the wind, the emperor closed his eyes and sat on the edge, the water only flowed over his waist, the above parts were looming in the misty white mist, wide shoulders and narrow waist , The lines are smooth, the long, jet-black hair hangs behind the shoulders, and the semi-dry and semi-wet adhesion on the bare and strong back is full of imagination.

Even with his eyes closed, the enchanting face of the emperor's uncle was not inferior at all, but added a charm, no longer cold and arrogant.

A few drops of water flowed down his perfect side face to his chin. With a "drip", it fell into the water, as if it hit her heart. She "gulong" swallowed her saliva and indulged in the beauty of the emperor's uncle. In the color.

foul! Too foul! How can one see this degree so well!

"Enough to see?"

The deep and mellow voice not only didn't bring Mu Wushuang's nymphomaniac gaze back, she walked over more unscrupulously, pulled a chair to sit there, and the corners of her lips raised:

"The emperor's uncle is so good-looking, he can't look at him enough."

She spoke bluntly and without disguising.

Long Mo's deep and narrow eyes slowly opened, his thin lips were cold, and his voice was charming: "You can watch both for a lifetime."

Here again, he started to tease her again, Mu Wushuang really admired him, and even said this kind of words to his ugly face without changing his face.

She squinted her eyes and said perfunctorily: "Is that right? That's really the blessings of a couple of lifetimes."

Then she pointed to the hot spring water:

"This is a medicinal spring, it seems to be very powerful, but it should have no effect on the emperor's uncle. The emperor's uncle is taking care of me today, and I should also give the emperor a big gift."

She Mu Wushuang never loves to owe things to others. If he saves her, she will help him heal his legs.

"No." Long Moshen said indifferently, raising his eyes to look at her, his narrow eyes gleaming, his voice is mellow, and his voice seems to come from his chest: "You are my wife, protect you, it is justified."

This is really fierce.

Mu Wushuang became interested. She smiled and asked, "Is it possible that the emperor really regarded me as his fiancé? There are so many beautiful women in the world, and I am ugly and fat. How can I be?"

"Weak water three thousand, this king only takes one scoop. No matter how beautiful others are, they are not half your soul." Long Moshen looked at her.

But when such touching words of love came out of his mouth, Mu Wushuang could not feel a trace of affection.

The streamer in her eyes turned, and she chuckled, "The emperor really has eyesight, and I can see whether my soul is beautiful or not."

Long Mo looked at Mu Wushuang with a deep and secluded gaze, and the amber eyes suddenly deepened, as if they could penetrate the human soul.

In his pupils, there was a beautiful and beautiful woman, a soul with a completely different appearance from her.

As you can see on the street, the sloppy fat girl who fell on the ground has a stranger soul.

Jiuxiao Fenglin, Wan Beast listens to the order. When the dragon and the phoenix meet, the world changes colors.

There was a burst of blood in his throat, and his eyes returned to their original state, but the coldness on his body became heavier.

The light was dim, and Mu Wushuang didn't notice the changes in his pupils, but he could find that his physical condition was worse. It seemed that, as the outside world said, the regent Long Moshen was already poisoned.

"Shuang'er, it is destined that you are the king's wife."

Long Mo looked at her firmly, declaring his possessiveness domineeringly.

Mu Wushuang hooked his lips noncommittal, the emperor's uncle is better than her in telling lies.

He was like this, and he didn't forget to tease her, she wanted to give him a dedicated award!

Long Moshen saw the color of doubt and unbelief passing through her clear eyes, and his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. His expression suddenly became cold, and his deep and cold eyes looked at her:

"Shuang'er, don't you believe this king?"