Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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"It's going to disappoint the seniors." Xiao Susu's voice increased a bit, and she sank a bit, staring straight at Zi Wuya.

No fear at all.

She doesn't like people who meander.

"So that's it.

Zi Wuya still smiled, eyes like crescent moon, streamer, red lips slightly raised, and dropped these words.

Everyone thought he would do it again, but he didn't want it to be that simple, it was just a matter of fortune.

Even Xiao Susu stared at Zi Wuya inconceivably. This man was really moody.

"Well, you broke out this time, let's continue." Zi Wuya saw that everyone had petrified traces, and with a sense of accomplishment in his face, he liked this effect.

People in Yuezhang Palace have become accustomed to his moody mood, and rarely see such cute expressions as the five people in front of him.

"Thank you." Mo Wenchen responded the fastest and clenched his fists: "There will be a period later."

Turn around as you go.

Xiao Susu nodded his head, "Thank you." I still couldn't believe it, but turned around and followed Mo Wenchen's steps.

And Lei Yufeng and Baili Mo Nangong Mo have always been purple and boundless, so they do n’t have much mentality, so they do n’t say much. On the contrary, this person is a person of Yuesong Palace. As long as they are out here, they will never have communication.

"Wait a minute." Before Xiao Susu walked away, Zi Wuya's voice came again.

Frowning fiercely, Lei Yufeng and Bai Limo turned around first, followed by Mo Wenchen and Xiao Susu Nangong Mo also stopped, this person's temperament is changeable, I don't know what ghost idea to think of again.

Fortunately, his skill is worse than Mo Wenchen, otherwise five people will surely be teased to death today.

Despite this, a few people looked at Zi Wuji's innocent little face.

Purple clothes swaying, no wind automatically, walking slowly, with a peach smile on his face, a piece of jade bamboo tied to his waist at will, indescribable romantic, personable, even more chic.

Can not help but let a few people watch.

"Is there something wrong with the predecessor?" Mo Zichen whispered a little until Zi Wuya walked in front of a few people. There was a distaste in his tone, and he didn't have time to play with him here.

"Well, there is something." Zi Wuya nodded seriously: "But it has nothing to do with you."

The smile on that face was like a spring breeze. If it wasn't this smile, Mo Wenchen really wanted to turn his face with him, and then did ten tricks and eight tricks.

If he didn't want to continue his journey, and didn't want to provoke right and wrong, Lei Yufeng also wanted to give Zi Wuya a slap.

This person is really unpleasant. He thought that Lei Yufeng was already furious and didn't pay for his life. He didn't want a mountain to be higher than a mountain.

"Little girl, for the sake of your fate, this is for you." Zi Wuya ignored the crowd, but looked at Xiao Susu, his tone suddenly became serious, and he took out a section of thumb thickness from his arms. Purple bamboo, about the length of Xiao Susu's little finger, has carefully drilled holes.

Like a reduced version of the bamboo flute.

Xiao Susu didn't answer, but looked at Zi Wuya puzzledly.

This person, she still feels less troubled, and this thing is better.

I've become a wanted criminal here, and I'll take something for fear that it will be forgiven.

"This, it doesn't matter. You hold it. No one will intercept you everywhere. This is my husband's and my private property." Zi Wuya Jian Xiao Susu didn't mean to pick it up. He was anxious and busy explaining.

"I have no interest in bamboo." Xiao Susu still did not answer.

Zi Wuya did n’t care about that much. He took a step forward and went into Xiao Susu ’s palm, then shook her hand hard to prevent her from letting go: "This is for you, as long as you are in danger, no matter where you are. Just play the piccolo and I will protect you for a while. "

Speak very seriously.

The flash of that smile was still silent.

This time, Xiao Susu noticed that she seemed to think that she was spectacled, and she knew it was not.

Suddenly remembered that Zi Wuya just said "you" to himself, did this person know Xiao Susu? It ’s just that his soul is no longer Xiao Susu. This thing, this kind of feeling, does n’t seem to be inherited.

But she took Xiao Susu's body and she should take care of everything for her!

For a while it was a bit contradictory.

"Hold it." Zi Wuya repeated again, and his eyes had recovered a bright smile with a smile.

Then one turned around and disappeared in front of everyone, leaving no trace of shadow.

Holding the exquisite piccolo in his hand, Xiao Susu felt helpless, glanced at Mo Wenchen, and then looked at Lei Yufeng.

"This guy." Bai Limo sighed again.

"He should be ..." Xiao Susu wanted to say that he should have known Xiao Susu, or Xiao Susu's biological mother. After all, this is southern Xinjiang. It is said that Xiao Susu's biological mother had also visited the Moon Palace, but failed to serve as a great sacrifice. They left.

At that time the power of the Xiao family was still there.

I heard people say that Xiao Susu's biological mother looks the same as Xiao Susu.

"He seems to know you." Bai Limo noticed, whispering, just guessing.

After looking at Mo Wenchen, Xiao Susu tried to hide his identity of Su Qiqi, so he nodded: "Or know my mother."

This can only be said.

Lei Yufeng did not look at two people. At this time, he felt that he was still less involved.

After all, Xiao Susu's cover-up didn't even show Mo Wenchen anything.

Furthermore, Xiao Susu had been frank with her, and had admitted her identity as Su Qiqi. As a gentleman, he had to keep quiet.

In fact, he is the most disdainful of being a gentleman!

"It's very possible." Nangong Mo nodded and looked at the direction where Zi Wuji disappeared: "It's really a weird, but that's fine, at least it won't embarrass us any more and allow us more time."

"I don't know if all of this will involve Xu Weiran." For a while, Lei Yufeng suddenly uttered a word.

Looking at Zi Wuya's attitude, it seems that Xiao Susu's body is not inevitable.

It is also possible that Xu Weiran has been contacted as the great sacrifice and challenged him to deal with his own pedestrian.

Of course, just guessing.

"It's very likely." Baili Mo replied in a hurry, and of course he could not let go of the opportunity to sow discord.

Nangong Mo is even more important: "Xu Weiran always smiles face to face, with a knife behind his back, really a villain."

However, this villain has a respectable face.

In the Three Kingdoms, very few people said that Xu Weiran was a villain. They all said that he was a good boy.

Everyone thought how sincere his smile was.

Xiao Susu smiled, but did not answer.

"What's laughing?" Mo Wenchen was actually watching the piccolo and lilac flute body held by Xiao Susu's hands. It was extremely delicate and exquisitely small, and no sound could be heard, at most it was a howl.

Seeing Mo Wenchen staring at Piccolo in his hand, Xiao Susu shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "I didn't laugh, I just thought it was ridiculous."

As he said, he put Piccolo in his sleeve, as if nothing had happened.

She didn't ask for anyone's protection, but the flute was so cute, so she took it.

Looking at Xiao Susu carefully, Mo Wenchen really wanted to take this woman in her arms and protect them well to make up for her mistakes.

Even if it was just a misunderstanding, Mo Wenchen acknowledged his fault.

However, at the moment, they don't know what will be ahead of them. They can only take their minds and move on: "Whether Xu Weiran is involved or not, this time, Youzhen State will disappear from South Xinjiang."

As long as he knew the conditions under which Xu Weiran had promised to spend Qianzi, Mo Wenchen was able to calm the heart of Youzhen State.

Xiao Susu walked behind him, the probe took a deep look at him, and the contradiction in his heart was a little deeper, but it didn't matter if he pulled the corner of his mouth. To protect Nanjiang's responsibilities, at that time, no wonder the girl turned her face down. "

After all, one is South Xinjiang, and the other is Dayan.

Mo Wenchen will never be a part of this southern Xinjiang.

After listening to Xiao Susu's words, Mo Wenchen also laughed and said nothing. . . . . . .