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1309. On Fengyang Peak【9】

Is it possible that he really fell in love with this woman who is tender when tender and fiery when arrogant?

"impossible!!!"

Cheng Anqing suddenly said loudly, his voice was like a bell. At the same time, he shook his head, "This is absolutely impossible!"

How is it possible?

What he likes is Fengqi, and it will not change whether it was thousands of years ago or today.

"Lord, what are you talking about? What is impossible?"

Ming Yuefeng looked at Cheng Anqing with doubtful eyes, why did Cheng Anqing suddenly become so terrifying?

Seeing that Jiang Chengnv was frightened, Han Wuling quickly hugged Jiang Chengnv.

Once Cheng Anqing goes crazy...

"Tell me...who are you?" Cheng Anqing suddenly glared at the egret with red eyes and roared, his voice resounding throughout the black palace.

Bailu looked at Cheng Anqing calmly, with a faint smile on her face. She suddenly took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand, and rubbed Cheng Anqing's head.

"You look very cute, my lord." Bailu didn't seem to notice Cheng Anqing's danger at all.

The egret's voice made Cheng Anqing calm down. He looked at the egret nervously, frowning, what happened to him just now?

How could that happen?

"Lord, I didn't know you before this. You must have recognized the wrong person. There is no need for you to know about my man."

The egret turned its back to Cheng An and walked forward gently. As the sun set, the egret's silhouette became longer and longer under the dark red sunlight.

"Who is he? Her man? Who is he?"

No matter what, Cheng Anqing wanted to know.

He didn't know why, he just wanted to know who her man was.

It turned out that sometimes the reactions he made came from his heart, and he couldn't control his brain at all.

Egret paused and suddenly looked back at Cheng Anqing with a faint smile, her bright eyes shining brightly, "He? He is the person I love, my man."

He turned his head and continued to walk forward with his back to Cheng Anqing and others.

Her answer was without any modification, she simply said, that is the person I love, that is my man.

Looking at the back of the egret, Mingyue Feng rubbed his eyes... "I don't know if it's my imagination, but I actually felt the domineering power of the king in Wuming's body."

"That's not an illusion." Han Wuling, who was hugging the Jiangcheng girl, suddenly said, "I feel that way too."

Jiangcheng girl was hugged tightly by Han Wuling. She smiled and narrowed her eyes at the egret.

Indeed, this is the egret.

Cheng An looked at the red back, and his heart gradually calmed down.

He lowered his head and looked at the ground, breathing a sigh of relief...

"My lord, I want to marry Chengcheng, what do you think?" Han Wuling put his arms around Jiang Chengnv and looked at Cheng Anqing with a faint smile.

Cheng Anqing glanced at Han Wuling helplessly and said, "Can I stop what you want to do?"

Han Wuling smiled. Indeed, no one could stop what he wanted to do. Only he could marry the person he wanted to marry.

This is Han Wuling, the Dark Left Envoy, Lord Han Wuling, who looks gentle but is actually extremely sinister!

"Han Wuling, aren't you? Do you really want to marry Chengcheng?" Ming Yuefeng looked at Han Wuling as if he had seen a ghost.

"What? You want to rob me?" Han Wuling raised his eyebrows. Mingyuefeng's words could always kill a person's popularity.
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