Chapter 1635: Tear face 3

Yue Mobai raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but chuckle: "Is it a man? This question doesn't need the second prince to care about. This is what we should care about in the future, so don't bother you. Don't worry, don't worry. We won’t kill her until we get it."
Murong Qian cursed directly with a black face: "You still have the face to ask for a ransom? You made the old man and granddaughter like this, how will she see people in the future?"
Murong Feixue looked down at the falling hair all over the floor, and felt terribly painful. She must be very ugly now. It is even more difficult to think that Yun Haochen had not been tempted by her in the first place, but now she has become like this.
"Woohoo!! Grandpa, Cher doesn't want to live anymore! Let me die! Cher doesn't live anymore!"
Long Feiye approached and said with a smile: "Miss Murong, hair is something outside of the body, why do you have to be persistent? Anyway, you will lose it all in the future. You will lose it sooner or later. Just look at it. It’s already ugly, but if you cry, it’s even uglier."
"..."
Is this comfort? Isn't it a blow?
Murong Feixue couldn't help but not stop, but crying even more sad.
Nightmare's eyes moved slightly, and he faintly glanced away from the direction of his eyes, "Okay, they are here to rescue soldiers."
"Saving soldiers? The people Murong Ying brought?" Yue Mobai suddenly thought.
Nightmare nodded, "Well, there is a middle-aged man next to him, and... there is a large group of people behind, it seems that it is not for ransom."
The corner of Yue Mobai's mouth faintly ticked, "It's still the guy who saw it thoroughly. I thought of it a long time ago. It seems that I haven't done anything for a long time. This time, I can do some activities."
Yun Zhao's face showed a trace of complacency and said: "How? Is it too late to hand over?"
The person on the other side didn't bother to pay attention to him at all and ignored him. Yun Zhao was a little embarrassed and annoyed: "Huh! Toast and not eat fine wine!"
At this time, I heard the footsteps of a large group of people coming here. Many people turned their heads when they heard the movement and were immediately surprised: "It is the national teacher! It turned out that the national teacher Situ is here!"
"Oh my God! I haven't seen the national teacher for a long time!"
Murong Qian felt like relying on him at once, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes. His main reason was that he couldn't figure out the cultivation bases of Mo Tong and Nightmare on the opposite side. It was strange, no matter how he probed, he couldn't get it to the end. Reasons to do it.
The crowd parted automatically. Murong Ying and Situ Xiao came in and found the scene of the sword drawn, but they didn't see Yun Haochen there, which was unexpected.
All the people of Yunlong Nation around collectively bowed and saluted Situ Xiao, "Knock to Master Guoshi!"
Even Murong Qian was no exception, and at the same time bowed to Situ Xiao.
Situ Xiao's cold eyes faintly swept over those who hadn't bowed down, a slight coldness evoked at the corners of his mouth, and then he said, "No ceremony, get up!"
"Xie Guoshi!" The people stood up collectively.
Yaoyue and Meng Yue looked at the black-robed men on the opposite side who were worshipped by everyone. This is the national teacher of Yunlong Kingdom? This person is not simple.
Not far away, Qingcheng and Yun Haochen returned to the box just now, and Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, "Isn't this guy who has been to the Lingzong with Yun Zhao, he is the national teacher?"
Yun Haochen looked at the appearance of Situ Xiao, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then nodded: "Well, this person is very scheming. If you face him alone, you must be careful."
Qingcheng nodded and said, "Well, the opponent who can make you be careful is not easy."