Chapter 28: Trailing late at night

Mo Qingli lay on the soft couch in the sedan side, and the slender fingers gently brushed the carvings in the sedan. This human being would really enjoy it. Even a sedan is so exquisite.
Suddenly, the fresh and refined face of Fengchenling appeared in my mind. Mo Qingli felt warm in her heart, and her mouth rose slightly, and then Mu Tianlang's wicked look crossed and came out. The cold robe of the red robe looked at Mo Qingli expressionlessly on the face of Qing Guo Qing Cheng ...
Mo Qingli shook his head and sighed softly, hey, what's wrong with me, it's only been a few days, how can I keep thinking about these mortals, but I have to rise to the immortal after finding the "seven emotions and six desires" that the emperor said. Ah! How could these mortals slow down my ascension plan.
what! Mo Qingli heard a soothing voice not far away, and the hearing of the zombies was always different from ordinary people.
Mo Qingli was a little surprised, raised her eyebrows, opened the car curtain, and saw a dark shadow flashing, so late that someone hasn't slept yet?
Anyway, it's better to look at it.
"Yue Yao."
"Yes, princess!"
"You go back to the house first. I have something to do. I'll wait for my own return."
As soon as Yue Yao was about to speak, she saw that the princess in the sedan had disappeared. Yue Yao looked at the empty sedan and could not help admiring it. The princess' martial arts got better and better. It seems that the former princess must be pretending to be weak. Now Is the real princess!
Mo Qingli condensed his breath, and was not far behind Heiying. The back, the more familiar he became, as if he had seen it somewhere.
The man felt like someone was following him all the way, turned around and looked, but there was nothing in the back, nothing, it was just that he was too suspicious and fussed.
The man turned around, then turned around and flashed into a courtyard.
Mo Qingli frowned and stared at the back of the man who turned around. It turned out to be him. What was he doing here so late? Later, Mo Qingli leaped forward, disappeared, and looked coldly above an eave.
"Big prince," inside the courtyard, rows of men in black stood side by side. After seeing the men coming in, they knelt down one after another, shouting respectfully.
"No need to be polite, get up!" The man reached out and waved, a breeze struck, holding all the men in black on their knees on the ground and raised.
The people in black were amazed secretly, and the martial arts of the great prince became more and more exquisite, so amazing.
The headed man in black took a step forward, held his fist, and said respectfully to the man: "The great prince, after the spies reported, this congress sent the most favored seven princes to the Motian dynasty. Four princes! "
"Oh? Father Huang was willing to let the seventh brother come?" The man raised his eyebrows, looking surprised.
"Back to the great prince, yes. It is said that the emperor wanted the seven princes to lure the princess of the Motian dynasty with beautiful colors, and to become the princess's husband."
"Hmm ..." A flash of fierceness flashed on the man's beautiful face, but he quickly covered it up and sneered: "I'm afraid my high-level father emperor doesn't know yet, the princess of the Motian Dynasty has been stabbed Blind and a wasteful person, it is impossible for Chu to fall into her hands. Hahaha ... "
Mo Qingli was startled. How did he know that Mo Qingyu's eyes were blinded? The news should only be known to a few of them now, but he hasn't made a statement yet, but he already knows it?
"He still wants the seventh brother to be the queen of the Motian dynasty?" Speaking of the back, the more the man's tone became more fierce, the clothes were dancing without wind, the air flow lingered around, and the residual leaves on the ground rolled up.
For a long time, the man seemed to calm down, and slowly asked, "Fengyang Dynasty, who will send this time?"
"Back to the great prince, Feng Qingqie."
"Oh?" The man was a little surprised. This Fengqing must be the most favorite son of the emperor of the Fengyang dynasty. He even wanted to establish him as the prince of Chu many times. The disappearance of the ceremony of the Prince of Regalia, led to this Prince Fengyang dynasty never standing.
This time, he should come to this muddy water?
"Big prince, the minions still inquired. Recently, the Fengyang dynasty seemed unwilling and calm. It was recruiting soldiers and horses, but it did not know what to do."
"Okay, good, great!" The man's eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth were raised, his face filled with an excited smile. The more chaotic the world is, the happier he is. He wanted to let his father and emperor see if he was the worthless person in their hearts. He wants to surprise those who look down on him, and makes them kneel and ask for themselves.
"Good job, keep me staring at both sides. I'm afraid I won't be able to come out again during this time. Any news, use the old method."
"Yes, Grand Prince."
The man said nothing, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.
After a while, the people in the courtyard in black all walked away, leaving Mo Qingli alone on the eaves, thoughtfully.
He was not as timid and useless as they said in his mouth, sick and sick. At least for a while, Mo Qingli did not see how weak he was, not even hearing a cough, and he was extraordinary in force, Between the hands, there is airflow. From the words and deeds he just showed, Mo Qingli was sure that this man was not simple, definitely not simple. He was in a weak, sickly form in front of the world, and after he disappeared, his superb martial arts, his followers who swore to death, and the huge information, all made Mo Qingli startled.
Then, who was the "ling" in his mouth that night?