In Feng Zhilou's white palm, purple true energy will be emitted at any time. She is waiting for Chu Moshang to retreat, return to the holy land, and be his Dragon Emperor.

But this guy seemed to be ignorant. Not only did he not take the opportunity to leave, he glanced coldly and asked in a low voice.

"The Black and White Holy Evil asked you to go to the Holy Land, which is what I mean. You didn't even listen to my words?"

Should he hear his words? Chu Moshang did not say that he was the identity of this dragon, but just Feng Zhilou's husband who was pretending to marry and unfortunately died later. Feng Zhilou narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled.

"Chu Moshang, what identity are you talking to me now? The eldest son of the dragon? Or the Dragon Emperor? If so, I don't understand. Is there nothing else to do with such a prominent figure? Zhi

Why do you have to listen to you?”

"Your husband?"

Chu Moshang coldly said these four words, and this identity is enough to control her. In this world, no matter where she is, her husband is as big as the sky. As a wife, how can she not listen to her husband?

But she didn't listen to this little woman.

Husband?

Feng Zhilou was stunned. This title made her feel embarrassed. Unexpectedly, Chu Moshang dared to use this title to suppress her and abandon her modern ideas. His husband had long been dead in name only.

Chu Moshang said the word "husband" with such righteousness, and he placed Princess Li Luo there? Aren't you afraid that the woman would be jealous and cause trouble and that he would not end at that time?

Feng Zhilou responded without hesitation.

"Don't, don't talk nonsense. My husband is dead. Not to mention the six families, government offices, and even the people from the Wujing Dynasty know about this."

When talking about the topic of his husband's death, Zhilou was a little unconfident. This person was still standing here alive and was said to have died for nothing. It was a bit too much, but if he didn't die, how would she and the people in the village explain it?"

Everyone in Fengjiazhuang knows that Zhilou is a woman with a miserable life. When she got married, her husband died. Now she has become a little widow. So please stay away from me, so it is difficult to explain.

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After speaking, Feng Zhilou wiped his eyes twice, but there was no tears at all, so he could only twist his nose twice.

"Widow? You are pretending to be like this. Your nose is about to be twisted off, right? I am not dead and I have not written a divorce letter. How did you become a widow?" Chu Moshang stepped forward and asked in shame.

Feng Zhilou retreated awkwardly, stuttered a few times, and said angrily.

"We got married because everything was fake."

"Everything is yours, I didn't say it was fake. As your husband, I will take you back to the holy land now!"

After Chu Moshang finished speaking, he pointed his fingers sharply and wanted to hold Feng Zhilou's acupoint.

Zhilou was lit up last time, and he knew that Chu Moshang's acupoint skills were very accurate, so he quickly dodged and avoided it, and then he slapped it directly with a palm that condensed his true energy. The true energy hit Chu Moshang's body, and a bang

A trace of white smoke appeared, and Chu Moshang stood there with a frown of eyebrows, but he didn't expect that Feng Zhilou could avoid his acupoints so easily.

"Don't think you can succeed every time. My Feng Zhilou acupoint is not so easy to be tapped."

Feng Zhilou smiled proudly, but her smile lasted for only a moment before stalemate. She stood there in shock, and her limbs could no longer move.

It's okay to click acupuncture from the air? She didn't even see clearly how Mo Shang took action.

How could he be defeated by others every time? Feng Zhilou was so angry that he wanted to stomp his feet, but with such force, his body fell straight down.

The moment when Feng Zhilou seemed to have a wooden pole fell to the ground, Chu Moshang rushed over and hugged her firmly in his arms.

"Remember to stay away from me next time." He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled.

This laugh is really hateful and a little evil.

Feng Zhilou's body became numb and softened again, like a ball of cotton, without any strength, and she collapsed in Chu Moshang's arms in a mess. Why did the hateful man have to click her acupoint?

Why didn't he dare to compete with her? In fact, even if it was a head-on competition, she was not Chu Moshang's opponent.

Chu Moshang held Feng Zhilou and walked towards the hall with big strides. Where was he going? He seemed to say he wanted to take her to the holy land.

"I won't go to the holy land, Chu Moshang, do you dare?"

Feng Zhilou was anxious, Bai Lu said it very clearly. If Long Zi wants to take office, he must marry the Saint of Zhenwu. If Chu Moshang was impulsive and made Princess Li Luo angry, it would not only destroy his future, but also bring him to the holy land.

A big disaster. Although Zhilou is a small folk girl, she also understands that chaos in the holy land will not be spared, and Wujing and even the six families will not be spared. At that time, natural disasters and man-made disasters will lead to a lack of life.

Feng Zhilou looked at Chu Moshang anxiously. In her heart, he was a calm and unconfused man. Why is he so short-sighted now?

Inexplicably, a hint of emotion surged in Feng Zhilou's heart. He insisted so much because he had a Feng Zhilou in his heart, but the more he was in love and righteousness, the less Zhilou could not destroy him.

Feeling the power emitted by his body and his strong and powerful arms, Feng Zhilou took a deep breath and said loudly.

"Chu Moshang, although Feng Zhilou is an ordinary woman, she has always been self-reliant. Not all kinds of men can commit themselves. If you like Feng Zhilou, if you are sincere, you will ascend to the position of Dragon Emperor, be above you, let

Zhilou can look up to and admire him. Otherwise, even if you take me to the holy land, how can I live with a dragon who is incompetent? It would be better to let Zhilou marry Jia Yu, the fool in Fengjiazhuang."

It sounds like a light and faint sentence, but how much weight is contained in it? How did that sentence Jia Yu, a fool who was better than marrying Fengjiazhuang, hit Chu Moshang? He held Feng Zhilou and stopped.

, the face was ugly with a blue color.

Feng Zhilou wanted to tell Chu Moshang all the facts. He is confused now and will definitely regret it if he loses the position of Dragon Emperor in the future.

"There is only one saint in Zhenwu. She will definitely marry into the holy land. If she marry other dragon sons, she will help the dragon son achieve hegemony. Chu Moshang, by that time, you and I will be sinners in the holy land."

The word "sinner" made Chu Moshang let go of his hand and untie Zhilou's acupoints. He stood there stiffly, with a cold expression. Although everything was God's will, God's will could make Feng Zhilou a

Is the Saint of Zhenwu? No one dares to make this assertion.

"Maybe Princess Li Luo is not the True Martial Saint at all?" he said in annoyance.
Chapter completed!