Yange didn't move, or "Xu Fang" seemed to notice the nervousness of Yange, reached out and held her hand, and smiled up at Nalan Mo: "Master, how did this come out in the middle of the night? Right? Now, why aren't there any girls around you? "

If Xu Fang provokes ten sentences on weekdays, Nalan Mo would not necessarily reply.

But now, Nalan Mo has no intention of forbearance. He glanced at the trace of the two people's holding hands, sneered, and squinted Xu Fang: "General Xu was so interested, but he talked to me, Where did the girl from the scene come from, I will look for another one. "

The irony in this discourse speaks for itself.

Neither Xu Fang nor this man in Xu Fang's body is a bad temper.

"Xu Fang" immediately got up and grabbed Nalan Mo's clothes with one hand: "Nalan Mo, right, are you looking for death?"

Words of Song: ...

Every article and every martial art is her humeral minister. She, the emperor of the Taiping world, wants to last for a long time, and ca n’t kill each other.

Yange immediately got up and shouted, "Xu Fang, let go!"

"Xu Fang" turned his head and was extremely dissatisfied with the words: "He insults you."

Yan Ge slowed down his voice: "He is the Prime Minister of a country. Nothing can happen. Even if he dies, it should be his death. You must not treat him like this."

After a pause, he said, "The prime minister is too weak to be frightened. Let go."

"Xu Fang" was suffocated, but in the voice of Yan Ge, although he was reluctant, he let Nalan Mo away.

He was so strong that holding Nalan Mo's clothes almost lifted the person off the ground, which was equivalent to holding Na Lan Mo's neck.

With this release, Nalan Mo almost did not fall.

Yange hurried forward to help him.

Nalan Mo pushed her away with his backhand, and the back of Wolverine took two steps to stabilize her body, and she bent and coughed fiercely.

"Xu Fang" sneered: "Look at you like a sick seedling, but it's just like you're going to die if you touch it. No wonder no girl is with you on these days."

This diseased seedling is still a national treasure now. It must have three strengths and two weaknesses. The family and the upstarts can't maintain a balance at all. The main thing is that Xu Fang's words are really stamped on Nalan Mo's weakness.

Yan Ge immediately turned his head and glared at him: "Shut up."

"Xu Fang" flattened his mouth with great grievances, but in the end, he still thought that the many chores of the Emperor Yange were handled by the prime minister. If this guy was killed, his wife would have to be busy, so Although he didn't get used to Nalanmo, he obeyed the words and did not continue to ridicule this guy.

In a few steps, Yan Ge went to Nalan Mo's side again, and Wen asked, "Where are you going?"

"Don't you care!" Nalan Mo suddenly raised his head and gave a cold glance at Yan Ge, holding back his undulating chest and turning away.

Yan Ge watched until he took a few steps, and a follower followed him, which relieved him.

"Xu Fang" confessed behind Yange: "A Yan, I was wrong."

Yan Ge turned his head and glared at him: "What's wrong with you?"

"My body knows nothing about martial arts. In the future, I will learn more about the affairs of the world, and when I am qualified for the position of prime minister, I will kill this guy. it is my fault."

I can't breathe anymore and I'm so annoyed by this guy: "Will you replace the emperor's position by the way?"

"Xu Fang" seriously considered these moments: "If you feel tired to be emperor, I can help you be emperor."