Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

Luodu, a low-key but luxurious carriage, slowly drove out of the city gate.

The carriage seemed to be built of precious deep-sea driftwood, with a deep color and intoxicating luster. It smelled close, and it also exuded a faint fragrance.

On the pillar and window lattices, there are exquisite totems carved with all kinds of strange flowers and plants, and they are vivid and vivid.

The curtains and door curtains are woven from black silk, blocking outside prying eyes, and blocking the severe cold and heat, isolating the carriage into another world.

The four black horses pulling the cart are just ordinary horses, just a little more sturdy in appearance.

The twenty guards in front of and behind the carriage were riding dark spirit beast Yan horses, wearing black robes. Everyone's face is young and cold, revealing a kind of stability and fortitude that is not in line with age.

In the carriage, ‘Yingying’ laughter came.

That delicate voice broke the seriousness and dullness of this team.

Inside the carriage, nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, and all kinds of luxurious decorations fill the carriage. In the hidden compartments, there are all kinds of wine and food.

On the hollow incense burner, green smoke curled up.

The aroma is not strong, very elegant, with a refreshing effect.

On the soft cushion, there was a red enchanting figure lying slantingly. The winding curve was not real, but it added a looming sense of mystery.

She is beautiful and exquisite, her male and female face, her fair skin can be broken by blows, and the purple earrings on her left earlobe exude a coquettish luster, which sets off her face like a dream, evil and maddening.

Her long hair, which is like ink and silk, is tied high by a crown, showing her heroism.

Taking off the armor, Mu Qingge let out a loose red dress, seeming to have returned to the dude who only knows to have fun.

She rested her head on Huayue's legs, letting Huayue's little boneless hands gently rubbed her head. The slightly picked eyes closed tightly, as if they had fallen asleep. Of course, the arc of her mouth raised slightly, but it seemed to be asleep.

"You He, do you see if our little Sir Alex is getting more and more exciting." Huayue lowered her eyes and laughed, her hands kept moving, but her charming little mouth was laughing.

Young He, who is carefully preparing snacks for Mu Qingge, pursed his lips and chuckled, "Could it be that Huayue was tempted?"

Huayue Jiao said: "I am really tempted. If the little Lord is willing to marry, I am willing to marry."

"Puff! What a shameless little lady." Youhe couldn't help but chuckled softly.

Huayue was not ashamed, and laughed ‘giggling’.

The two women laughed so their waists trembled, but Mu Qingge slowly opened a gap and glanced at them. Playfully said: "Why don't you both marry me."

"Ah! The little Lord is awake."

"Little Sir."

As soon as Mu Qingge spoke, the two women greeted her and surrounded her.

Those two pairs of eyes that were tender as waves fell on her.

Mu Qingge propped it up with one hand and turned it over. You He immediately passed a cup of warm tea into her hand. After taking a sip, she looked at the two women with a smile but a smile: "Are you two nizi stunned, do you want to find two wishful lords for you?"

"No! Little Sir, our sister has made up her mind to stay with you forever." Huayue said busy.

You He nodded seriously.

Men or something, they never thought about it.

Their expressions did not seem to be fake, and Mu Qingge didn't say much.

At this moment, the two women have not yet met their sweetheart, and it is all in vain to say more. Instead of spending more time and words now, it is better to make plans when the marriage arrives.