Chapter 951: The Flying Pigeon Passes the Book to Dugu Lie
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Murong Che looked at the two of them in surprise.
Pacing back and forth in the study,
Pointing at Aotian, and then pointing at Bai Mosi, and finally his gaze fell on Bai Mosi's face, his unruly Danfeng eyes stared at Bai Mosi, and suddenly smiled, and asked, "Your name is Bai ...... White what? ”
Bai Mosi said gently: "Bai Mosi." ”
"Oh, it's a pretty special name." Murong Che touched his chin and looked uninhibited: "Do you like my sister?" ”
Hearing this, Bai Mosi was embarrassed, and a dodging look flashed in his eyes.
Without asking, just this kind of look made Murong Che extremely confirmed, and he smiled: "Since you like my sister, and you agree with your uncle to let Dugu Lie save your sister, aren't you afraid that the old relationship between the two of them will rekindle?" It won't be your business then. ”
Hearing this, Bai Mosi's face was light: "Compared to this, I am more worried about the safety of Murong Siqing, now is not the time to be selfish, emotional matters cannot be forced, this is still up to your sister." ”
"You ......" Murong Che pointed at him for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "You can't teach your son." ”
The two were silent.
Only Murong Che was pacing back and forth, gasping for a while, and talking to himself for a while.
After a while, Li Aotian raised his slender long fingers and tapped on the book: "Don't think about it, this king will make a decision." ”
"Uncle, you ......" Murong Che couldn't think of any good way, he sat on the sandalwood chair angrily, and thought: Dugu Lie, this time it's really cheap for you.
The thick ink is suitable, and he took a blank letterhead from Aotian and wrote a few simple words on it: Yan'er has an accident, come to the Beijing Shushu Restaurant quickly.
Drying the ink, Li Aotian stamped his prince's seal on the letterhead, only in this way would Dugu Lie believe it.
He folded the letterhead and found the pigeon that Murong Yan used to use, but only the pigeon knew where Dugu Lie was, so he wrapped the letterhead around the pigeon's leg and released the pigeon.
The dove ran into the sky and went in the most familiar direction.
"Can Dugu Lie come?" Murong Che was deeply skeptical.
Bai Mosi was silent, he didn't understand what Dugu Lie was.
Li Aotian narrowed his dangerous eyes and said firmly: "I can come." ”
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Dugu Dark Palace.
It's lunch.
Banxia, who was wearing a rose-colored yarn dress, came to Dugu Lie's room with the dishes she made herself.
She glanced at Dugu Lie, who was tinkering with the sword with the weapon, and the faint halo was refracted on his domineering face, as if it had been plated with a layer of noble color, he was born with a demon king, and his body was filled with an aura that no one could match.
Banxia became more and more infatuated with him.
How can there be such a manly man in the world.
Her heart fluttered, looking at the strong muscles all over his body, which represented the strength of a man, how she wanted to be happy under him.
She was so jealous of Murong Yan, she could get pregnant for him and wait for him to go to bed.
"Lie, it's time to eat." Banxia called him gently, in order to attract him, Banxia always imitated Murong Yan's clothes and headdress, intentionally or unintentionally.
The moment Dugu Lie raised his head, he thought he had seen the wrong person, looked at Banxia's back in a daze, and when Banxia turned around, Dugu Lie realized that he had seen the wrong person, and the heart that lifted his throat fell again.
He put down his long sword, strode out of the armory room, glanced at Banxia coldly, and pierced mercilessly: "Banxia, be yourself, you don't have to imitate anyone." ”