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The female officer took the document and stamped it with a look of regret on her face, "Is that so?"
Her eyes lingered on the faces of Mo Lian and Feng Changqing, "This is really a pity."
Long Hui trembled slightly, took the customs clearance document handed back by the female officer, and chuckled twice, "No, it's not a pity. Please give me a moment, sir. We, ahem, we are about to disembark."
"Oh, oh, oh." The female officer turned around and got off the boat first.
Long Hui then led a group of tribesmen, along with Feng Changqing, Mo Lian and others, to get off the boat one after another and land on the coast one after another.
There was a bustling and noisy crowd in front of me.
Long Hui was covered with black cloth and did not attract much attention. However, it was Mo Lian, Feng Changqing, and Mu Xingchen who stepped ashore and were met with a burst of screaming.
The women who were watching could not even walk now. They crowded in front, their eyes widened, and they looked at Mo Lian and others and let out bursts of exclamations.
With such a mesmerized look, Long Xiangyun, who was standing aside watching the show, couldn't help but frown.
His eyes glared in the direction of Qiao Mu, with a trace of sullenness in his eyes: I told them to cover their faces, what do you think now? I can't walk anymore!
"Qiaomu." A familiar voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.
Qiao Mu looked towards the source of the sound and saw the crowd being pushed to both sides, and a young woman walked out of the middle.
Wearing a thin red gauze skirt and undulating fabrics, the woman had bare feet and two tinkling bells hanging around her ankles. She was walking slowly towards her.
A pair of clear eyes stared straight at her, never moving his gaze away even an inch.
"I didn't expect to meet you here." The woman's eyes faintly swept over her body.
"The Crown Princess is busy with things. Could it be thatyou don't remember me?" Looking at the still paralyzed face in front of her, the woman slightly raised her lips.
"Saint of the Demon Sect, Sikong Fuling." Qiao Mu naturally does not have a bad memory as Sikong Fuling said.
What¡¯s more, she had met Sikong Fuling many times, so of course it was impossible for her not to remember this person.
Sikong Fuling smiled, raised her hand to straighten a strand of hair on her temples, and said with a pleased expression, "Fortunately, I finally don't need to introduce myself anymore."
"Saint." Meng Meiyou stepped forward worriedly, wanting to remind this saint that the paralyzed person in front of her was really not a good person to get along with.
Unexpectedly, Sikong Fuling suddenly drew a long sword and stabbed it in the direction of the paralyzed face without any explanation.
"Wow!" The crowd let out a long exclamation.
The melon-eating crowd in Qingcheng Women¡¯s Country all looked at Sikong Fuling with bright eyes, who suddenly started to find trouble.
One person couldn't help laughing and said, "Haha, I didn't expect it to be so lively just after arriving at the port."
"I'm sorry, let me ask, what are they doing? Why do they start fighting as soon as they meet?"
"You are really ignorant. In our land of beautiful women, if you want to steal her man, you can only draw your sword."
Another person said eagerly, "I'll try it later too!"
What happened?
Mu Xingchen and Prince Mo looked at each other with a blank look.
"Of course this girl can only accept the challenge."
"I see, but speaking of it, since someone challenges her, if she doesn't challenge, wouldn't she be a coward?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com