My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: Five hundred and twenty-fifth

? "Sophistry." The little hand raised up by the face paralyzed was suddenly gently held by Mo Lin.

He turned his head and smiled at her, then raised his eyes to Rong Li and said, "Prince Cangzhou, don't you want to leave?"

Don’t leave and wait to be cut?

Rong Li's face was extremely ugly, but in the academy, he couldn't give them the title of Prince Cangzhou.

Of course, even if you make a show, others have to say whether or not to accept it.

In the place where the face was paralyzed, he asked for a gray nose, Rongli turned around with a dark face, and left with Xu Youniang, adding another stroke to the hatred of Broken Moon in his heart.

This Broken Moon, why inexplicably have such a good friendship with the Crown Prince of Shenzhou?

This made him have to be more wary of this person.

Sure enough, he is a guy who has great means and deep thoughts, he must find a way to deal with...

"I want to beat him up." Xiaomian palsy stared at Rong Li's leaving back, and said blankly.

Seeing a trace of calculation flashing in his eyes, when he approached him and Mo Lin, I thought of the pitiful little Duanyue when he was in Cangzhou. I don’t know how many times he has been bullied by the so-called "big brother". .

This Rongli is really funny. Does he think that with his virtue, he can still have a good relationship with the Crown Prince of Shenzhou?

Mo Lin twitched the corners of her mouth silently: Broken Moon, the bastard, did not pretend to be pitiful, but Qiao Qiao really felt that Xiaopian had suffered a lot in Cangzhou.

According to what he knows about his rivals, this guy is definitely a mixed bag in Cangzhou, and his life is definitely not bad!

Master Qiao Qiao is still complaining, "Look at the Cangzhou prince, and then at Broken Moon, hehe, he is not like a father born, he is so frustrated, not like Bro Broken Moon at all."

"It's like, you and the prince of Jianping, who are obviously cousins, but completely different."

"Sure enough, the nine sons of the dragon were born. They drilled holes and gnawed the corners of the wall. They have everything."

Mo Lin smiled secretly, and reached out and shook the little guy's hand.

Actually, where tolerance is so bad...

Whatever you think of, Rong Li can be regarded as a kind of talent.

Qiao Mu raised his head blankly, and saw Duan Sanshao quickly retreating from the ring, just to retreat next to the two of them, and his body shook for a while, so he could stand still.

Small face paralysis eyes brightened, and he walked up to Duan Sanshao, and announced in a clear voice, "You lose!"

It turned out that the two of them were talking to Rong Li, but Duan Sanshao had already handed in with Duan Yue, and he quickly retreated.

As soon as Duan Tianya turned around~IndoMTL.com~, he saw a face with a paralyzed face, with a hint of schadenfreude, standing not far in front of him.

Duanyue also floated off the ring, smiling and leaning to Qiao Mu's side and said, "Jojo Jojo, I won, I won."

Mo Lin rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand to block the smile he was approaching, and vomited in her heart: You are a super goddess bastard, pretend to be restrained, go and beat a guy who hasn't broken through the gods, you win What is so festive for you?

Duanyue threw away Moline's paws, and smiled around to the other side of Lord Qiaoqiao, "Jojo, I'm not that good."

Master Qiao Qiao nodded, thinking with emotion: The first time we met, the young man who thought he was a weak chicken has grown to such a point.

Duan Tianya wasn't angry. He tilted his head and looked towards Broken Moon, and stretched out his hand generously, "I am Duan Tianya."

"Broken Moon."

Hold both hands together slightly, then let go.