Chapter 923

It looks like a skeleton, with sunken eyes and dull eyes. Such a big man shrinks there. If she hadn't looked carefully, she really couldn't find it.

This is Murong Leng's attitude towards his woman and his benefactor?

Mo Xiyan is a little cold.

Involuntarily, after keeping a safe distance from Zheng Jiajia, he squatted down, "Zheng Jiajia, can you hear the voice?"

She deliberately raised her voice so that Zheng Jiajia could hear it.

Unfortunately, no one has spoken to her for too long.

Zheng Jiajia's reaction was a little slow. After staring up at Mo Xiyan for a long time, he opened his mouth and smiled, "are you locked up? It's good that I'm not alone at last."

Her mouth full of rhubarb teeth, at the moment of opening her mouth, there was an unspeakable stench coming to her nose.

It was like turning on a switch. Mo Xiyan felt that there was more than this smell in the temple.

She got up disgustingly, took a half step back and turned her head. Only then did she find that behind Zheng Jiajia was full of excrement, most of which had been cracked and only a little wet.

"How can you stand living here?"

Mo Xiyan took another step back and stared at Zheng Jiajia. It's hard to imagine a modern man living in such a smelly environment.

"Do you feel dirty, too?" Zheng Jiajia smiled.

It's not only dirty, it's disgusting! Mo Xiyan's expression was subtle, and her reaction seemed to please Zheng Jiajia, which made her burst into laughter.

"It's all right. You've been living here for some time, and you're used to this dirty."

Zheng Jiajia stood up slowly supporting the wall, not caring that his hands had been stained with those dark things.

"Because that's how I get used to it."

She walked towards Mo Xiyan step by step, her eyes stained with danger.

"Zheng Jiajia, if you don't know people clearly and want to be a Phoenix, you will come to this point. You can't blame others."

Mo Xi Yan frowned slightly and retreated outside the hall. Although she was not afraid of Zheng Jiajia, she couldn't stand the evil spirit on her.

"Hahaha, that's good." Zheng Jiajia continued to laugh. At this time, she also went to the door of the hall. She stared at Mo Xiyan, with a trace of malice hidden in the corners of her mouth. "Mo Xiyan, are you still the seventh princess now?"

She has been locked up for so long that she doesn't know the outside world.

"What is her identity? Can you ask her?"

Mo Xiyan didn't say anything, but was robbed by Murong Leng who came in a hurry.

As soon as he arrived, he stopped directly between Mo Xiyan and Zheng Jiajia, staring at Zheng Jiajia with vigilance, as if she were a monster.

"You finally came to see me." Zheng Jiajia's eyes lit up when she saw Murong Leng.

"You see, I stayed here obediently. I didn't go anywhere. Should you give me what you promised?"

What did you promise her?

That was a long time ago.

Murong Leng thought he had forgotten, but he didn't want to be turned out clearly.

At that time, he had begun to take all Zheng Jiajia's money.

Therefore, Zheng Jiajia can no longer appear in front of herself and others.

So he deceived Zheng Jiajia and brought her into the palace.

Tell her that this temple is her residence.

At that time, she, who still trusted herself at that time, rushed into the Yilan hall with joy, turned around and laughed, "will I live here in the future?"

Was she really happy at that time? Murong Leng was a little uncertain, because he didn't look at her expression carefully at that time.

"Yes, you will be the master here. You can't go out here until I give you a name."

That was the last thing he said to her.

She promised, but she didn't expect to stay here and take one step.

Regret it?

Murong Leng naturally regretted it.

However, he regretted that he did not deal with the woman as soon as possible.

Because of this, this woman died early in the morning. Mo Xiyan would not see her.

"You forgot, didn't you?" Zheng Jiajia looked at Murong Leng disappointed. His already gloomy eyes became more gloomy. "It doesn't matter. I knew you had forgotten, but I don't mind, because I'll get it back by myself."

After that, she rushed directly to Murong Leng before he reacted, holding a green sword that didn't know when it appeared.

Unfortunately, she is weak and has never learned martial arts.

Even if he took the lead, he didn't hurt Murong Leng at all.

Boom!

But she herself was careless. The whole person fell on the ground and knocked out a yellow tooth in her mouth.

"Hahaha, why am I so useless?"

Zheng Jiajia, with blood in his mouth, began to cry regardless.

Zheng Jiajia like this has no sense of beauty, and even the last bit of dignity can be trampled on by herself.

She could have lived well.

After all, the rich side is not talking nonsense.

Unfortunately, she made the same mistake as everyone else.

That is, with money, you want to have power, and with power, you also want to have power.

So step by step, he brought himself from such a broad road into the ditch of imperial power.

Did she really think that the ancient imperial power, like those modern officials, could be bought with their own money?

If so.

Then Mo Xiyan can only say that she has failed too much.

Because in this age of imperial supremacy.

The more you have, the more you will be watched by the emperor.

And these emperors, unlike those officials, have to take care of something.

When they want something, they usually grab it directly.

As a merchant of the people, you have no chance to resist.

Because you are only a people, and the other party is not only an official, but also an emperor.

In this country, he is the king's law and the law of survival.

If you don't even know this, go ahead rashly.

Then what is waiting for you is death.

Obviously, Zheng Jiajia has not understood this until now.

This makes Mo Xiyan feel more and more stupid.

"Somebody, take this woman down."

Murong Leng didn't even look at Zheng Jiajia, who was lying on the ground and couldn't look directly at him.

But in a cold and ruthless voice, he ordered his subordinates to deal with the people.

"Murong Leng, you can't die well. I'm so determined to you that you treat me like this!"

Zheng Jiajia kept cursing at Murong Leng when he was taken away, and his eyes were full of unwilling.

Seeing such Zheng Jiajia, Mo Xiyan asked for love for her like a wrong tendon