Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant’s Pampered Demon Empress

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Qing'er and Han Moxi carried two buckets of water and walked quickly from the backyard to the fifth floor.

Seeing Han Moze at the door, Qing'er's face stiffened.

Is this a human? I have never seen such a beautiful one!

It was an extremely beautiful man with slanted eyebrows, slender and deep black eyes, a sharp nose, thin lips, and more than half of the black hair tied with a black jade crown on the back of his head. The bangs on both sides of his forehead were drooping a little. Thread, slender and tall, the whole person exudes a strong and domineering aura!

Qing'er was shocked, so terrible!

And she vaguely felt that this person was so cold, she shivered, turned around and wanted to go around.

"Brother!" Han Moxi looked at Han Moze, grinned, and greeted him kindly.

Qing'er turned his head abruptly and took a close look at Han Moze and Han Moxi. They really felt a bit similar.

Han Moxi glanced at Qing'er's sizing eyes, with cold sweat on his face flowing down, did he use it to look so carefully?

Her eyes flickered, and a smile came up at the corner of her mouth. She approached Qing'er, and whispered in her ear, "What did you look at?"

Qing'er curled her mouth, then turned to look at Han Moxi, squinted her eyes, gritted her teeth and chuckled, "You are not as good as your brother!"

Han Moxi's face turned blue, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Just look better than you."

Qing'er grinned and said, "You are still not a man, and you look better than me."

Han Moxi looked at Qing'er's triumphant expression and hummed coldly, "I only know that you are not a woman."

Qing'er raised her foot to step on Han Moxi, Han Moxi suddenly thought that this girl had just stepped on that little boy but she was merciless, and it hurt when she thought about it, and immediately jumped away.

Qing'er glared at Han Moxi dissatisfiedly, bit his lip, then opened the door and walked in.

Han Moxi looked at Qing'er who entered and immediately followed.

Han Moze raised his eyes and looked into the room, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. What kind of master taught such a brave and lacking heart?

If that woman really has nearly a hundred years of internal interest, she should be quite old!

Is this girl the grandson of that old man?

For an instant, many thoughts flashed through Han Moze's mind.

He didn't know if anyone in his martial arts was powerful.

But he is still sure of winning.

"It's really hot here!" Han Moxi just walked a few steps into the house and sweat oozes from his cheeks, sighing from his mouth.

Qing'er walked quickly to the barrel and poured the water in, and said cheerfully: "Put the water down, you can go out!"

Han Moxi raised his eyes to look at the barrel, only to see a woman in white, leaning on the barrel with her head down.

Then he glanced around the room and found no one else.

This woman must be the master with nearly a hundred years of internal interest!

But looking at how young he was, he didn't think much about it, and put the water aside.

Then craned her neck, hoping that the woman could look up for herself and satisfy her curiosity.

Han Moze also walked in, and after a glance, he guessed that the heat must be radiating from the woman in the bucket, so it needs water to cool down.

This woman looked like she was only a teenager, how could she have such a high internal interest?

The woman's profile was covered by a few strands of hair, which made it difficult to see.

But there was obviously sweat flowing down his face.

Han Moze's eyes were deep, how did the woman survive like that?

Thinking of this, Han Moze smiled bitterly in his heart.

His body can become extremely cold, won't he live as usual?