MTL - Congratulations, Empress-~ 308 dark mans difficult to hide, life and death Penglai eight

The string in the hand is loose, and the eyebrows are smashed to the cliff. His estimate should be correct. How can he crack his trick so quickly?

Wen Ruyu and the spiritual repair look at each other, and the mind is slightly fixed.

"What are you laughing at?!" Qiuya crossed the two eyes. "Our array will be broken so easily? Wait and see!"

Wen Ruyu licked his lips, then wait and see!

Now that I found a way, I was so quick to find someone, and I took the string and tied the person who had caught it to the back of the sheep. When I found someone seven or seven eight, she turned her head. Come and look at them, "Now tell me, where is the cliff and Qiu Ya?"

A string of singers have been arrogant and don't open their heads, and even the rest of the light does not give a thriller.

"There is the ability to find it yourself!" I don't know who is the one who pokes the minds of everyone.

"Stupid big," flowers are shocked. "So many hostages are in the hands of Xiaoye, still need to find me to find?"

"In any case, my heart is very hot, killing people is not blinking, I am waiting here, I have not seen a tea time, count to ten, I will kill one, what do you think?"

Obviously, I said this with a smile, the expression and the state of mind are completely out of the state, but let the strings of the chorus tremble, the night wind sweeps and cools.

The flowers stunned and sat down on the tree squatting. When they were bored, they took the strings from the tree one by one and said to themselves: "If you are in the daytime, you have to discount this technique."

"If you want me to say it, all of them will be replaced by a stringed blade. Even if you come to a thousand troops, you can still kill it. Don’t wait for others to catch it?"

She said, she opened the slit on her sleeve and smacked her eyebrows.

“What do you know?” Some people sneered: “The string masters have been inherited for thousands of years. If there is still improvement in this method, the ancestors’ predecessors have already done it, and you still need to use your fingers to gesticulate? ”

"Do not mind," the flower stunned and jumped, standing in front of the man: "The string edge is much lighter than the string, why not take it with light, but don't say that you are not good at learning, bad control. String blade, afraid of accidental injury."

"Your words are different," said the cliff from the side of the woods. "The string is easy to use, but the string master has always been uncontested and does not need too sharp weapons."

The horror used the chin to refer to Qiu Ya, who was widowed by Wen Ruyu and the spiritual master. He said: "This is also a struggle for the world?"

Spreading to the cliffs of the cliff, raising the hand and arching high, "In short, I am not as good as people today. You have to take away Wen Ruyu and spiritual repair. There is nothing to say in the next, but the things between the strings and the two are still Please do not participate too much, I lost, does not mean that the string will lose. I will definitely come back to ask for advice."

He said that he would turn and walk, but he was horrified but stepped on the strings of the stringers and restrained their movements. The yin test said: "I still want to get out of my hands?"

"What do you want to do?!" Devotional hands hold the string edge on the neck.

I haven't waited for the cliff to turn back. Suddenly the white wind is around. Qiu Ya screamed and was shot and flew out. The next second, the five fingers with iron force caught his throat. He blinked his eyes in a wrong way. The gaze of the horror of the flower.

"For me, it is too easy to kill you. Letting you enter the woods is a chance for you. If you are not as good as people, don't talk big words, be careful to flash your tongue." The flower stunned another hand and patted his cheek, saying: " Kid, Xiaoye will teach you another truth. If you lose someone who is still verbally fast, don't expect to turn over. Your confession is closed, let the string clean the neck, I will be surprised to come to visit sooner or later. of!"

Raise your hand and throw people out, take a clap and clap your hands, and rush to Wen Ruyu: "The clothes are broken and the reward is doubled."

Wen Ruyu’s joy has not passed, and he was almost killed by himself.

"Cough!" He climbed up to the cliff and held his throat, and looked at the flowers with a horrified look. He was quite embarrassed to leave with someone.

Looking at the cliff and the pedestrians, Wen Ruyu and Ling Ming wanted to come forward to thank, but the flowers were shocked but raised their hands and said: "Thank you for your excuse, give me the Eight Diagrams Sun Key."

Wen Ruyu lived, "Do you know this thing too?"

"How come you don't know?" Frightened and frowning.

Wen Ruyu smiled and said, "I really don't know. In order to push the empty string to the road, Master can't help but lied to bring the Eight Diagrams Sun Key, so that the empty string has a chance to breathe."

Spiritual nodded aside.

The flowers were a little disappointing, but the astringent pulse was so sure, the gossip spoon should be right in Qiong Yuguo. After sending it to Tianshui, she will return to Qiongyu.

*

There was a fine cloth sound in the ear, and the flower opened his eyes in amazement. Seeing that Yan Yan had sat down on the bed and wearing shoes, she hugged her eyes and hugged his back. "How come so early?"

Yan Yuyan held her hands back and kissed her lips. She said, "I want to go to the palace today to meet the Queen, but I can't sleep."

The flowers were stunned and laughed. "The ugly son is also going to meet people, I understand."

Yan Yuyan put her arms back in the quilt. "It’s still early, sleep for a while."

The flowers were stunned and moved over the warm quilts, and a pair of dark eyes like a pool looked straight at Yan Yan. Yan Yu can't help but whisper, "Hey, look at me like this, you don't have to go to the palace today."

The flowers stunned and smiled, and shrank his head in, snoring and snoring: "You go busy, I still sleep."

Yan Yuyan shook his head and smiled. He got up and sat in front of the dressing table and pulled it out. Since the absence of the identity of Xiaoyao Wang, the daily little things are not welcoming Zhu and sending Zhu’s hand.

Stunned on the edge of the bed, watching him clumsily hold his hair, a sweetness spread from the bottom of his heart to the corner of his lips, without leaving the height of the gap, but also did not develop a delicate son disease, Yu Yan is learning how to do An ordinary person, such a man, she is very satisfied.

She walked out of bed with her coat and she took his jade crown: "Yang Gong, I will help you."

Yan Yusong took a hand and looked at the beautiful face in the mirror. He said, "When I am helping my hair, how can I help my child?"

The flower stunned and raised his mouth. "Then you have to learn well!"

The laughter of the two is from the heart.