Chapter 2984 4.584 Departure
"His Royal Highness's temper, I must have seen it clearly after so many days."
"Do you really think that after you and His Highness tore your face, can you have any good fruit to eat?"
Shi Yongyan clenched her fist tightly, trying her best to control the anger that was mediated deep in her heart.
There has to be a limit without a brain, right?
Mo Xikang stared angrily at the woman in front of him, and suddenly thought of the cold words Mo Lian left behind before leaving:
Be your King Zheng!
Be your King Zheng!
Damn it!
Mo Xikang felt disgusted, irritable and depressed for a while. His identity as King Zheng could really be removed at any time, wasn't it?
Now Prince Mo's words are like a sharp sword hanging over his head, it may fall anytime, anywhere, and take everything from him, take it away!
Mo Xikang had a hard time breathing for a while, and his heart was so suffocated that it almost exploded.
He glared at Shi Yongyan sternly, then threw off his sleeves, turned around and left a sentence before striding away.
"If my parents ask about this, you can explain it to them yourself."
Princess Zheng was so angry that she fell down on the Taishi chair, her chest heaving up and down, and she gasped for breath.
In the end, it was her wife who was doing the wrong thing.
Could it be that everything she did was not for the sake of King Zheng, or for the palace of King Zheng?
Lord Qiao Qiao, of course, did not know that after Mo Xikang brought Su Xihua back to the imperial capital, he was tossing around to find someone to treat him, which caused the whole Zheng Wangfu to be uneasy.
Even if she knew, she would probably just curl her lips and say "wasted effort".
Yan Qi, this little guy, although the dragon is not very good, his strength is absolutely not to be underestimated.
The little guy is still in the late stage of infancy, and has not yet entered the growth stage. When a dragon breath mixed with raging flames sprays down, it can definitely kill the fifteenth-level Great Spiritualist.
What the hell is going on in Zheng Wangfu, Mr. Qiaoqiao has no interest to know. She and Mo Lian and classmate Duanyue were ready to go to the study area square early this morning.
Saint Son Miyan led a row of priests in white robes and was already standing at the front of the square, on the most eye-catching arena.
He was dressed in a white robe, and he had a faint expression of compassion and compassion on his face, as if there was a holy light covering him when he stood there.
Qiao Mu rolled his eyes secretly, then turned his head and whispered to Prince Mo, "When did they say they will leave?"
Prince Mo knew that the little guy was a little impatient, so he couldn't help but secretly hold back his laughter, and said softly, "In this trip, in addition to the two of us, 30 people from the academy have also been selected to go together. It is estimated that we will wait. Only when everyone is ready can we leave.”
Bao asked that the little fat man stepped forward at this time and said, "Hey, I heard that there are more than 30 people in our academy."
"The Temple of the Sun and Moon is particularly generous this time. Not only did we select thirty people from our college. It seems that some students were also selected from other colleges!"
"In addition, it seems that some people with special talents have been selected on the mainland of Shenzhou and brought them with them."
The little fat man touched his chin and muttered, "I suspect that this trip must be dangerous."
"Is everyone here? Start the roll call now!"
"Mu Rouxuan."
"Gu Yixuan."
"Long Min."
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The little priest on the side added with a smile, "If your name is called, please come to the front."
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