Feng Chenling already knew about it.
The rest, Xiaoyao Yunyan. Mo Qingli didn't want to hide it either.
To Mo Qingli's surprise, Xiaoyao Yunyan just looked at Mo Qingli deeply, then pulled Mo Qingli into his arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "How have you lived these years?" pain?!"
she suffering? ! Mo Qingli rolled his eyes at Xiaoyao Yunyan, he could see her pain with that eye.
"I will go back to the Motian Dynasty with you."
A firm and unwavering tone.
"You went back with me, so what about your Xiaoyao Dynasty?" Mo Qingli immediately pushed Xiaoyao Yunyan away, and looked at him with wide eyes.
Since she already planned not to become a fairy, she would not force Xiaoyao Yunyan to join her in the Motian Dynasty.
It's just that he got the Xiaoyao Dynasty with great difficulty, so should he give up so easily? !
Mo Qingli didn't want him to pay so much for herself.
She was afraid that she would not be able to pay back.
Hehe... When did she become so cowardly!
"Good boy," Xiaoyao Yunyan hugged Mo Qingli in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulders, and said softly, "How can the Xiaoyao Dynasty beat you!"
"Besides, I don't necessarily have to stay in Xiaoyao to handle state affairs. It's the same with you."
Mo Qingli hugged Xiaoyao Yunyan back, Mo Ran's pupils were light with tears.
Yun Yan, thank you.
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After Mo Qingli and his party stayed in the Xiaoyao Dynasty for a few days, they set off to return to the Motian Dynasty.
Along the way, Xiaoyao Yunmang was indifferent to everyone except Ge Yueming, even to Xiaoyao Yunyan.
In the later understanding, Mo Qingli also knew that there was a great relationship between Xiaoyao Yunyan's winning the throne and Xiaoyao Yunmang's help. But Xiaoyao Yunyan and Xiaoyao Yunmang had nothing to do with each other before, although Xiaoyao Yunyan once wanted to win over the general of the Xiaoyao Dynasty, but always failed.
But to his surprise, in the end, he was able to help him win the throne in one fell swoop.
As for why he helped Xiaoyao Yunyan, he only said one sentence: "Follow the trend."
The guard next to Xiaoyao Yunyan was called Zhang Feng. Compared to Yueyao's toughness, Zhang Feng, a man living in the Nanzun Kingdom, seemed a bit weak, more like a man from the Motian Dynasty.
No, as soon as he returned to the land of the Motian Dynasty, he was stopped by a group of women who didn't know what to do.
The leader is a woman who looks fairly decent, but there is a deep scratch mark on the right side of her face, which adds a lot of ferocity to her.
"Two, it must be too much to occupy these four stunning beauties! Why don't you sisters help you eat?!"
After all, the rough-looking women behind the woman burst out laughing.
Yue Yao was the most impatient, she stood up, pointed her sword at the leading woman, and said, "Go away."
What the hell, she was being annoyed by that Feng, and these people came here for excitement. I really want to die.
They must have never experienced such a tone and attitude, the smile on their faces froze immediately, and then, a woman behind was not polite, and said to Yue Yao arrogantly: "Where did you come from, you country bumpkin? Do you know who our sister Niu is?! Watch out for your life."
"Sister Niu?" Yueyao looked the leading woman up and down, and sneered unabashedly, "No wonder it's called Sister Niu, she really looks like a cow."