MTL - The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils-Chapter 62 Are you really so indifferent to me?

"Good plan." The Empress looked at Mo Qingyun with appreciation.

Mo Qingqin changed from fear to joy, knowing that she must have a way to help herself.

Mo Qingli frowned, and their meaning couldn't be more obvious, that is, to find a dead ghost, and said that it was directed by the Fengyang Dynasty to frame the Motian Dynasty. In this way, the Motian Dynasty can successfully exclude itself , And can let Fengyang Dynasty and Xiaoyao Dynasty kill each other.

However, Xiaoyao Yunyan and Feng Qingjie's figures have always come to mind. If so, what about the two of them?

Thinking of this, Mo Qingli looked up and called, "Mother Emperor, son Chen ..."

Without waiting for Mo Qingli to finish speaking, the queen waved her hand and interrupted Mo Qingli's next words, "Lier, go ahead first! You and Qin'er stay, and the empress has something to ask you!"

Mo Qingli intended to say something more, but the empress was so impatient that she had to get up and leave.

"Children retire."

Before leaving, she glanced at Mo Mo Qing and Mo Qing Qin, and she clearly saw that there was a trace of pride in their eyes, and a trace of ridicule at herself.

Look back and step out of the hall.

The night of the palace looked extraordinarily deserted, without a touch of humanity. Mo Qingli tightened her shirt tightly, and a sneer of ridicule rose from the corner of her mouth. When will I feel cold, or even feel lonely. I thought that I used to be alone in the ground and practiced alone for thousands of years without feeling lonely. Now just walking alone, I feel lonely.

However, this kind of taste really makes Mo Qingli unable to let go.

"Six princesses, please stay."

A melodious voice came from behind, interrupting Mo Qingli's self-mockery. Turning around and looking at the person, Mo Qingli's face sank a little.

But there should be a lot of etiquette. She gave a courtesy to the people, "Xuan Fei."

To say that Mo Qingli is dissatisfied with this place is to salute others, and others must salute themselves.

"Hehe ... Six princesses are more courteous." Ouyang Haoxuan smiled softly, then approached Mo Qingli, and held up Mo Qingli with both hands, "Please get up!"

Mo Qingli felt that he covered his back with warm hands, and raised his eyebrows unhappyly, and closed his hands without traces. "If Xuan Fei had nothing to tell his son, his son resigned."

Speaking, Mo Qingli turned and wanted to leave.

How could Ouyang Haoxuan let Mo Qingli leave so easily, he grabbed Mo Qingli's hand, "Lier."

That cry called sweet crispy bones, such as the freshly brewed honey, people can not help themselves. Unfortunately, he met a zombie who didn't eat honey.

"Hand, hold, open." Mo Qingli's face sank again for three minutes, looking at Ouyang Haoxuan and saying a word, ink dyed pupils looked extremely cold in the night.

Ouyang Haoxuan Xu had never seen Mo Qingli. She said that she almost let go of her hands. However, in the end he was not those little hair children, so he still grasped Mo Qingli's hand tightly, and never let go of it.

"Lier," Ouyang Haoxuan eyes tears, looking at Mo Qingli like a sorrow, "Are you really so indifferent to me?"

Mo Qingli was a bit puzzled. Since he was in possession, this time, he has seen him twice, so why not talk about indifference!