The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

But when Luo Liyan heard this, she squeezed his arm even more nervously than he was.

Huo Minghengzhong knew that she was scared, so he calmly raised his hand and squeezed Luo Liyan's little hand comfortingly.

He couldn't speak now, so he could only use this method to reassure her, knowing that he didn't take those people seriously.

But no matter how confident he was, he couldn't convince Luo Liyan.

After all, even if Luo Liyan got up in the morning, she wouldn't have time to watch him practice martial arts.

He finally made it to the weekend and had to sleep in, so he really didn't have much confidence in his skills.

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you get first place or not. The most important thing is that you are safe." Luo Liyan was so serious that she couldn't be more serious.

Huo Mingheng wanted to ask her, winning the position of unification would also mean a narrow escape. Would she let herself give up the task of helping her pass the customs in order to keep herself safe?

But there were people around him, and it was difficult for him to speak. He could only suppress the doubts in his heart for the time being, and planned to ask him properly when no one was around.

The three of them had just sat down at the table when Crown Prince Rong came over in an airy manner with a few dandy boys.

"Are you that poor boy from Zhenbei General's Mansion?" Crown Prince Rong raised his eyebrows and looked at Huo Mingheng sarcastically.

Although it is just a simple figure, you can still see something.

For example, he is not very old, he looks like he is only 17 or 18 years old at most, but his eyes are green and gray, and he obviously looks like he has indulged in too much food, sex, sex, and wine.

What a waste.

Luo Liyan rolled her eyes in disgust.

For a boy like him, she could kill him with one kick, and she didn't know how arrogant and domineering he was.

Huo Mingheng did not speak, but poured a cup of tea gracefully and drank it slowly.

"My prince is talking to you, you didn't hear it, right?" Shao Wenbin raised his foot and kicked the edge of the table hard.

But while he was raising his legs, Huo Mingheng also put his hands on the table a little harder.

At this moment, Prince Rong, not to mention kicking the table table onto Huo Mingheng, the thick small square wooden table even stayed there motionless. Shao Wenbin's own legs, on the other hand, were numb and painful from the reaction of the force. of.

"Your Majesty!"

The dandy boys followed him beside him, and they quickly stretched out their hands to support him to prevent him from falling to the ground too ugly.

Shao Wenbin stared at Huo Mingheng angrily, as if he wanted to tear him apart, but thinking that he was not someone he could deal with, he could only temporarily suppress the feeling of jointing.

"Hey, did you get the news if I released it?" he asked impatiently.

"Got it." Huo Mingheng responded lightly.

He tasted the pineapple cake on the table and thought it tasted pretty good. He thought about completing a few more tasks early, and maybe Yanyan could eat these things in the future. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Why are you laughing!" Shao Wenbin felt that Huo Mingheng was mocking him, and asked angrily: "I tell you, the most beautiful woman in the capital is mine, so don't try to meddle with her."

"I'm not interested in that woman." Huo Mingheng retracted his smile and replied coldly, without even looking at him.

When Shao Wenbin heard this, he laughed proudly and said, "You know what I'm talking about."