What is going on with this strange emotion that rises from the bottom of my heart?

"County Lord, watch your step."

Mo Yi paid attention to Mo Yunge's every move.

noticed that Mo Yunge was looking at Mo Yan, and he didn't say anything, after all, he was a subordinate. Moreover, the county lord has always been arrogant, and he has always seen only strong people who are stronger than her in his eyes, and it is normal for him to look at Mo Yan more.

Even Mo Yi was surprised that a little Beilan could have such an amazing young master as Mo Yan!

"Hmm."

Mo Yunge lowered his head and found that under his feet was the hurdle of the threshold of the Golden Luan Palace.

Just now, I was fascinated by it, and I didn't pay attention, and I almost tripped over.

If she was really tripped over a small threshold in front of Beilan's civil and military officials, as well as Mo Yan and Zi Qianmo, then she would be embarrassed and lose her hair, and she didn't have to live.

After crossing the threshold.

Could have gone.

But Mo Yunge still couldn't hold back the strange commotion in his heart, turned his head again, looked in the direction of Mo Yan, and took a second and even a third look.

The more you look.

The more I felt that this young man was not only so outstanding in martial arts, but also cultivated the most difficult thunder method, but also looked like a talent, with an extraordinary appearance, and was handsome like a demon god standing on the top of the Nine Shadows.

It's so beautiful.

The eyebrows, the high nose, the thin lips, the shape of the face, the contours, even the height, the figure, the hair, all exude a fascinating charm.

Such a man is so handsome that he doesn't seem to be like what the world should have.

No!

Compared with his appearance, Mo Yan's skill of divine thunder in one hand has the cultivation of the Great Perfection Realm of the Purple Mansion Period!

It's horrible!

Mo Yan looks two or three years younger than himself, and he is only eighteen.

The eighteen-year-old Purple Mansion Period Great Perfection Realm, even in the Central Continent Empire, is an unprecedented existence that is enough to break records and be permanently recorded in the history of the continent!

Compare it with Mo Yan.

I, the so-called proud daughter of the first day of Middle-earth, has become a waste material.

Of course, it is not fair to compare men with women.

Even if it is, let those so-called young heavenly prides in Zhongzhou compare with Mo Yan, it is completely incomparable, and they are cruelly compared, and there is no scum left.

The more he thought about it, the faster Mo Yunge's heartbeat became, the speed of blood flow couldn't help but increase, his body was faintly hot, and even the terrible wound caused by Mo Yan on his chest was not so painful, but became a sweet torture.

The corners of Mo Yunge's lips couldn't help but rise slightly.

She couldn't control herself.

smiled like a suddenly enlightened, young and ignorant girl in love.

Mo Yi was a little surprised: "County Lord, are you seriously injured and feverish?" My cheeks are burning red! ”

Mo Yi didn't think about falling in love.

He's just worried.

I am worried that the county lord's wound is inflamed, causing a serious fever and infection, or is it abnormal for his face, even his neck and ears to be so red?

"Huh? No. ”

Mo Yunge himself was also shocked, and more of a weak heart.

It was as if the girl's heart was discovered by the uncle who watched her grow up since she was a child, and there was another burst of arrhythmia, and her face turned even redder.

She subconsciously raised a hand and covered one of her cheeks.

The palms of the hands are cold.

The cheeks are hot.

- Sure enough.

was led to the rest and treatment room, and was diagnosed and treated by the imperial doctor, Mo Yunge's head and legs were floating.