Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

The Emperor Jinglian said, while looking at the dust from head to toe. "Brother, don't say, the look after your poisoning is really cute. If it's me, I can't help but hold you in my arms. But the premise is that you don't worry." My skin, I know that you hate people who touch you."

When Di Jinglian said this, she did not notice it. The person standing in front of her, the corner of her lips slightly shook a curve.

He lowered his head, coupled with the height, it is not easy to let people see his expression.

He narrowed his eyes and flashed a picture of someone who once "smashed" him. Suddenly he was in a good mood...

Dijing Lian randomly sat on a stone bench in the courtyard.

"When are you poisoning, when can you solve it?"

"After another two months." Slow down the look, the emperor is dusty.

"Two months is really long enough... You said that in the next two months, Xiao Yan likes other people?"

"She is my woman." The imperial dust suddenly squinted, and the tender face was serious.

"I also said this casually..." I didn't expect the reaction of the imperial dust to be so big, and Dijinglian pulled her lips. "Brother, can you help me find someone?"

"Who?"

"A class of clouds and thousands of Che..." Dijinglian hands squatting, his face is full of distress. "Everyone blames Aman, Aman tells me, the woman chasing the man, this is a layer of yarn, as long as the layer of yarn is broken... So I smashed his gauze in the middle of the night, and he thought I was The thief, almost grabbed me. It was a shame. Now I don't know how to face him... and I haven't seen him again since that day. I think he was scared by me and deliberately avoided me."

The emperor's dusty pair of scorpions picked up slightly and looked at his sister.

The childish face, the corner of the eye slightly picked.

Thin lips lightly -

"moron……"

Dijing Lotus stunned the eyes of the Emperor, "No matter, anyway, you help me find it, I will look after you for a little scorpion..."

The three words of Xiaozizi are very comfortable in the imperial ear, and the lips are slightly raised. He said, "Yes."

When I got up, the Emperor’s dust suddenly became a bit curious about what the Fengchu song is doing now...

He does not know the true strength of Feng Chuge, but he is very clear, her strength is very high, at least certainly not only high-level Lingzong.

These masters are sitting in the class of the seven classes and listening to those classes. I am afraid that she will fall asleep...

In the seven classes, the lecturer arrived as scheduled.

Yuntian College is highly hierarchical and the system is particularly strict.

Not only students, but even the lecturer is not allowed to miss classes for no reason.

The students sat around the lecturer.

The lecturer’s eyes swept over the cold and cold eyes, and the eyes showed a bit of disdain.

This group can not afford to fight! !

The existence of seven classes of people throughout the Yuntian College is a shame.

He is really ashamed to teach in this class!

This lesson is about the vitality of spiritual operation. The lecturer reads everything as if he is an endorsement.

The things taught are almost inconsequential.

This boring lecture has already made the people underneath sleepy.

Mr. Class is not in a good mood today.

On the way to teach, I met three classes of lecturers, and the result was smashed.

Seeing the group of people on the side now is even more mad.

He stepped back two steps and looked at the group of people, sneer...