"So it's fake." Yue Rushuang stood up and patted her knees, "Didn't you say it earlier!"

Mu Qingqian was happy.

Is Yue Rushuang a dog?

Why do you bite when you meet someone?

"That's right, even though we know that the Lord is fake, we still ask us to kneel down and salute. What kind of heart do you feel like?" Ye Han then agreed.

"Shut up!" Nalan Chen yelled in a low voice, "It's you who want to kneel down, you can't tell who you can blame?"

Yue Rushuang was angry when she saw Nalan Chen, and did not dare to say anything at the moment.

Ye Han just hummed secretly.

Mu Qingqian was too lazy to pay attention to the two of them, so she was not in a hurry to deal with them now. She would definitely get rid of the roots if she had the chance.

Just then, Yue Rushuang became restless. She walked to the black crystal chair, stretched out her hand, and landed on the Fake Lord's face.

The touch is soft, and although the person is fake, this model is really good.

Realistic enough.

Even the silver mask on his face is made of iconic.

"Chen, come and see, this fake Lord is so handsome, just like a real person, so magical."

Nalan Chen said in a deep voice, "Ru Shuang, this is the Temple of Heroes, be careful of the mechanism."

"Who dares to maintain the organs on the Lord? It's okay." Yue Rushuang waved her hand and continued to admire the Lord's statue.

Her eyes were filled with a fascination

Perhaps it was because the Lord was too gorgeous. Mu Qingqian always felt that the fake Lord in front of him was really real, but it was only limited to clothes and decorations. The closed eyes were less than one tenth of the true Lord.

You are a woman, I am a man, it's just right to take a photo together

In the world, there is only one Qianqian owed me

Remember that you owe me, I will not let you go

Won't let her go?

Mu Qingqian shivered for no reason, and for some reason, she remembered the Lord.

She hurriedly withdrew her gaze and never looked at this fake Lord again.

"Who moved my god!"

A sharp roar spread throughout the second floor, and the second floor was shaking faintly.

Yue Rushuang was so scared that she quickly retracted her hand.

Who moved my god?!

Almost instantly, Yue Rushuang wanted to put the blame on Mu Qingqian, and she happened to pass by Mu Qingqian.

She seemed to push Mu Qingqian hard hard, "Don't block the way!"

She ran to Nalan Chen like a good baby, seeking Nalan Chen's protection, "Chen"

Mu Qingqian's body moved a little, and when she turned around, she was in the first row.

And everyone is two steps away from her.

A black shadow transformed from beside the Fake Lord, wearing a black robe, his eyes were as sharp as ice, staring at a group of people, his eyes as like a knife.

Everyone was frightened.

This person is full of yin and death energy.

He looked like a person, but his eyes were not as radiant as anyone.

"Who moved my god?"

"Who moved my god?"

""

He kept repeating this sentence, and every time he said it, the sound became heavier and the ground shook violently.

Until he set his eyes on Mu Qingqian in the first row

"Lolo, come here!" Si Mubai had a cold face. The boy was obviously targeted.

Nalan Chen whispered to Yue Rushuang: "Rushuang, one person does things and one person does it, do you know what to do."

Yue Rushuang opened her eyes in an instant. What the prince meant was to let her go out and admit it now?

Then wouldn't she be dying?

Just to save Luo Qi, that boy, let her die?
Chapter completed!