Chapter 8: From now on, she is my king's guardian
Chapter 8 From now on, she is the person protected by this king
Yun Ran pursed her lips, and walked up to Mo Beiyuan with a knife in her hand.
The guards behind Mo Beiyuan saw her approaching with a weapon in hand, and just wanted to go forward and stop her.
Yunran himself stopped two steps away from Mo Beiyuan, and looked at him with clear eyes: "Who, when I was in the hot spring, I didn't mean to disturb you taking a bath, you tore my clothes, I bumped your chin, and I thought we were on even terms."
Evened out?
Mo Beiyuan's eyes darkened, before he could speak.
Yun Zhiyuan on the side first opened his mouth and scolded: "Yunran, what are you doing? It's not big or small, how did you talk to King Yuan! Hurry up and kneel down to apologize to King Yuan."
Yun Ran swept over faintly upon hearing the sound, and took a good look at Yun Zhiyuan.
Approximately in his early thirties, wearing a first-grade official uniform embroidered with a crane pattern, he looks like a white and clean scholar, but Yunran knows that his vicious and vicious methods are not clean at all.
Xiu frowned slightly, and swept over at him: "Don't worry, it's not your turn yet, our score will be settled later."
Yun Zhiyuan holds a high position, and few people in the entire Dongzhou country dare to yell at him. What's more, Yun Ran, the idiot he has treated like a despicable wild dog since he was a child.
Immediately burning with anger, he picked up the cup on the table and slammed it at Yun Ran.
Although Yunran has no spiritual power, there are some things carved in her bones, such as her consciousness, eyesight and ancient martial arts.
He turned around lightly, avoiding the flying cup.
Unexpectedly, a dog I raised would rebel against him, Yun Zhiyuan's expression turned extremely ugly, he patted the table and shouted: "I think you are going to rebel!"
After finishing speaking, he gathered spiritual power in his palm and waved towards Yun Ran.
Mo Beiyuan felt the existence of that aura and murderous aura, and an imperceptible trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
With a light wave of his hand, he blocked Yun Zhiyuan's spiritual power.
Because the spiritual strength of the two was not at the same level at all, Yun Zhiyuan was overturned with his chair in an instant.
"Yuan Wang, what do you mean?"
Yun Zhiyuan looked a bit embarrassed, but restrained his temper and did not dare to explode, gritted his teeth faintly.
Mo Beiyuan's expression was indifferent, and there was no expression of joy or anger on his face, his thin lips moved slightly: "From now on, she is the person protected by this king, don't touch her."
Yun Zhiyuan was surprised.
Yun Ran also raised his head, frowned, and his black eyes shone with doubt. Didn't Mo Beiyuan come to seek revenge on him? Why did you still help her?
This person really acted extremely strangely, making it unpredictable.
The gloating smile on Luo Die's face stopped abruptly. Didn't this dead girl offend King Yuan? Why are you still protecting it now?
I don't know how the ugly face of the dead girl caught Mo Beiyuan's eyes.
No, she can't let this dead girl climb the big tree of Mo Beiyuan.
"King Yuan, you may not know that this girl is a fool. She likes to have **** with wild men everywhere. She was pregnant and gave birth to two little wild species. Her body, let alone how dirty it is, may be sooner or later. got sick."
Mo Beiyuan's eyes turned cold when he heard the words, his fingers rubbed the smooth Moyu fingers on his fingertips, and he said quietly: "I don't know when this king became a wild man, and how did this king's blood become shameful?" Ono planted it!"
The man exuded an unstoppable murderous aura, and his black eyes were gloomy.
Both Yun Zhiyuan and Luo Die were shocked, the pupils of the former constricted violently: "You, you mean... those two children are... how is it possible? How is this possible!"
Yun Ranxiu also frowned slightly. Even she was surprised by the development of the plot.
After the original owner lost his head in an accident, he lost part of his memory, so he couldn't remember the face of Xiaotuanzi's father at all, let alone his identity.
But Mo Beiyuan didn't show up sooner or later, but just now, what does it mean?
Could it be that he lost his memory too, just remembered?
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