MTL - The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils-Chapter 8 Who dare to play your uncle

After the bearers lifted the sedan chair away, a group of three people plus four Yueyao walked on the street where the person came and went.

After a while, Yue Yao's original empty hands were full of things. They were all gadgets that Fengchen saw, but most of them were the decorations he saw when Mo Qingli and Feng Qing became married.

"Oh, look, who offends this and is hanging like this?"

"Shhhh ... hhhh. I heard it offended the second princess!"

Second princess, Mo Qingqin?

Mo Qingli heard the conversation of a passerby with his ears and looked down. He saw a wounded man hanging on an iron rod. It was crowded with pedestrians below.

"You are waiting here, I will go as soon as I can." After that, Mo Qingli quickly moved there, and when he was near, he found that the man's body was almost intact, and every scar on him There were bugs like crickets crawling back and forth.

"Ah ... what a pity." The people next to him couldn't help sighing, as if they couldn't bear to see such a cruel scene.

Mo Qingli only felt familiar with the person who was hung—isn't this the only man who fled Mo Qingqin last night?

How could he ...? !!

Mo Qingli walked under the iron, trying to save the man, but was grabbed by a passerby. "Girl, don't go. He heard that he stole the second princess's jewelry and was killed and then hung to the public. You ’re gone, I ’m afraid you ’ll be treated as a companion! ”

Dead, dead? Mo Qingli looked up in surprise at the hanging man, and sure enough, Ren Xiaozhe bit his wound but remained indifferent, her lips cracked and her eyes were hanging. This is not dead, what else?

Mo Qingqin, didn't you swear to me last night that you would not kill any more? What a night, you are so provocative in public. Did you show it on purpose?

"Thank you." Mo Qingli thanked the passersby and turned away. I apologize silently to the man-sorry, I hurt you. I will get it back for you!

"Wife, are you okay?" Fengchen saw Mo Qingli's face was not very good, and asked with concern.

Mo Qingli pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, "It's all right."

"What happened in front of you?" Fengchen Ling looked behind Mo Qingli.

"Nothing." Mo Qingli grabbed Fengchenling's shoulders and shifted the subject. She didn't want such **** and dirty things to be seen by the white and flawless, "Did you buy everything?"

"Well, I still have to buy a few wedding jewellery." Feng Chenling didn't know what Mo Qingli thought and returned with a smile.

Mo Qingli smiled and took Fengchen Ling to Jinyinzhuang.

"Wife, this way, Qingji ’s younger brother would be bad to see it!" Fengchen Ling was afraid that Feng Qingji saw himself and Mo Qingli so intimate, and he was afraid of thinking. Then he looked desperately towards Feng Qing, "Well ... what about Qing Jue brother?"

There was Feng Qingjue's shadow beside him.

Asked Yueyao, Yueyao also did not know when Feng Qingjue was gone.

"Wife master, clear him ..." Fengchen Ling looked with tears in his eyes and looked at Mo Qingli. Clearly he should not be angry, leave!

Mo Qingli knew what Fengchenling wanted to say, and comforted him: "You and Yue Yao go to buy jewelry first, I'll go to him! Rest assured."

"Ok."

After seeing Fengchen Ling and Yueyao going away, Mo Qingli's face sank for a moment—Feng Qingjue, is that what you want to leave the house?

With a slight movement of his hand, he applied a small spell, and followed Feng Qingju's scent to find his whereabouts.

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"Prince."

"Get up, it's more difficult to come out recently. Tell me something." Feng Qing said to the people in front of him.

"Yes," said the man headed, "The emperor asked the slaves to ask you, if you do not want to marry the sixth princess of the Motian dynasty, the emperor will find a substitute to marry the six princesses for you.

"Oh?" There was a touch of surprise on Feng Qing's face, "Father Emperor actually found that great person?"

The headed man still reverently replied, "Back to the prince, after several searches, I finally found it."

At this time, Feng Qing absolutely hesitated. If he leaves, the emperor will let the person easily disguise himself and marry Mo Qingli. It's just ... why does he feel a little unwilling!

Thinking of marrying her, Feng Qingjue had a little expectation in her heart.

But ... she is the princess of the country, and there must be many men around her! This in turn made Feng Qing, who had grown up in a male-respected country, reluctant.

"Prince." The headed man saw Feng Qing and said nothing.

"I ... let me think about it!"

The man headed by this turn was surprised, wasn't the prince always reluctant to marry that idiot princess? Why hesitated at this moment? !!

However, as a professional royal escort, he was obedient to his son. With a group of plainclothes guards behind him, he disappeared into the early crowd.

Feng Qing closed her eyes absolutely, and the first appearance of seeing Mo Qingli in her mind was above the feast of the full moon festival. She knelt in the hall and said loudly that she was going to marry herself, her face firm. Then he dragged himself rudely and asked himself what he wanted. Then he was insulted by the women, who suddenly descended like the **** of the moon to save themselves. Ha ha ... It's really ironic that she is as smart as she is, and as careful as she is, being passed on as an idiot princess by the outside world.

Feng Qing absolutely closed his eyes and recalled the scenes of the past, but there was a hint of red halo on the not bright side. A figure gradually approached him, and then he was on time, pulled Feng Qing's waist bag, and ran away.

By the time Feng Qing had a clear response, the thief had run a distance. When thinking about whether to chase the thief, Feng Qingjue felt that someone had flicked his forehead.

He covered his forehead with pain, his eyes crossed, "Who is it, dare to play your uncle."

"It's you who played, and the money bag was stolen and stood still stupidly." Mo Qingli squinted his eyes obliquely, and shouted.

Before Feng Qing refused to reject it, she felt a flash of gold in front of her, watching Mo Qingli chase the thief quickly.

Feng Qingju also followed Mo Qingli and ran, but after a while, he stopped with no energy, covered his chest and front with both hands, and kept breathing.

"Well, here!" Mo Qingli threw the purse from the thief to Feng Qingjue. "It's stupid. The thief came to you and stole the purse. You haven't responded yet!"

"You ..." Feng Qing was absolutely touched by the money bag, but after listening to Mo Qingli saying that, the feeling of emotion disappeared, he tied the money bag around his waist, and threw it coldly at Mo Qing The sentence, "It has nothing to do with you."

Then he walked forward.

Mo Qingli was furious when he heard the words, and came forward to seize Feng Qingju, "Why are you so ignorant! Go and come back to my house, Chen Ling is worried that you know it! It is always silent Have you left, have you considered the feelings of others? "

"what happened to you?"

After Mo Qingli found out that Feng Qing absolutely seemed something wrong, he lifted his face, but was thrown aside by Feng Qing absolutely mercilessly, "Don't you care!"

"Hey ..." Mo Qingli realized that he might be too strong, so he slowed his voice and said softly, "I don't mean that, you don't want to play a little temper. Will you come back to my house?"

Does she think of herself like that? Think he's been playing with a small temper all the time? Feng Qing absolutely felt a little wronged. She had never understood herself.

"No, I won't go back to the house. You can talk to Brother Chen Ling, I will be fine." Feng Qing absolutely resolved to say. It seems that he is still not suitable for this. He is going to return to China. He will not marry Mo Qingli.

"How are you ..." so wayward.

Before Mo Qingli said, she felt a few strong murderous effluents from all sides.

"Be careful." Mo Qingli watched a man in black holding a sword towards Fengqing to stab him, and pulled Feng Qingju behind his backhand, then kicked him on the belly of the man in black. Another man in black raised his sword very quickly and stabbed at the deadly part of Mo Qingli. Mo Qingli was afraid of hurting Feng Qingju, so he had to grab his waist with one hand, and one hand was pouring out in all directions. The men in black were fighting, but inevitably they were a little slow.

Hidden in the dark, the dark guard of the Fengyang dynasty was ready to start, but received Feng Qing's order to shake his head not to move, so he had to press the soldiers and watch the changes.

Mo Qingli saw that these brutal dead men could not be beaten by brute force, and he could not care much. He concentrated his mana in his left hand, murmured the term quickly, and then waved forward fiercely.

A touch of golden light flashed through everyone's eyes, and then a monstrous force struck the people in black, wherever they went, they all wailed on the ground.

Of course, Mo Qingli also exhausted her whole body strength because of this palm. After all, she is not as good as she was at first, and she must be cautious about using a small amount of mana, not to mention using such a large area of ​​mana. If she hadn't absorbed the blood of Yunyao Yunyan a few days ago, I'm afraid she would have trouble even casting it.

She is now standing forcibly lifting the last trace of strength in her body, saying that she is holding Feng Qingjue, but rather she is leaning on Feng Qingjue now.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, another group of men in black followed, and the sword stabbed straight at them. The dark guards hidden in the dark couldn't wait any longer, and came out to surround Mo Qingli and Feng Qingju, and fought with the men in black.

But there were always so many fish that missed the net and said that time and time later, a man in black crossed the obstacles and stabbed at them with a sword.

Mo Qingli lifted his last strength and blocked Feng Qingjue. Then, I felt a cold thing pierced through my body, and then slowly fell down. What finally fell into the eyes was Feng Qingjie's red and sad eyes, and then she knew nothing.