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

That little face, this moment is a bit strange.

Bei Xuan stood underneath and looked at his own master like this and sighed.

The master is really for the Feng girl, some "unscrupulous means" ~~

The Emperor's dust was originally placed on the wicker chair. He thought of the rest and sat up straight. "What is the situation there?"

Bei Xuan’s face recovered a bit serious.

"Several heaven and earth messengers have come to speak. Those people have not had much movement at present. However, the Situ people seem to have sneaked into the heavens and the earth to find something in the first two days."

The sound of the sound, the emperor's dust slightly picked up the blind.

For a long time, he was secret.

"As far as they are, also get that thing?"

The cold words spit out from his mouth.

It is clearly a bright sun.

But now, the sun shines through the branches and falls on Bei Xuan, and Bei Xuan only feels cold.

......

On the other side, the warm sun penetrated the window that had never been smashed, and scattered the entire classroom.

Yun Qian Che said in front of the essentials of promotion, the students underneath really listened to it.

In the previous class of Mr. Zhu, all the people felt that the time was too long.

But now I have changed to a cloud, and everyone only thinks that time is not enough.

It seems that I haven’t heard enough, and this lesson is over.

Yun Qiang just announced the end of the course, and the red woman in the outside was once again running.

Yun Qiang stunned the temple, and had to rush out of the classroom, fearing that Dijinglian would say something in front of everyone.

It’s rare to see the look of Yun Qian’s so maddening, and the students in the room have covered their faces.

After class, several people went back.

On this road, I was in trouble again...

"You are the Fengchu song?" This is a burst of sigh.

Followed by the sound, I saw only one man, one woman and two women standing in front of them.

Feng Chuge stunned the temple, but the days when I thought about it were not...

"I'm."

Feng Chuge nodded.

The woman in the yellow suit looked up and down the Fengchu song, and the bottom was full of hatred.

"Oh, there are a few points, but it is far less than our Yan Qing sister!"

"Yan Qing? I don't know." Feng Chuge fainted through the yellow woman, casually.

Bypassing the woman in yellow, go on.

The woman in yellow clothes saw Feng Chuge so she ignored her and was angry.

"Feng Chu Ge, do you think I don't know? You used to be a waste of apocalypse. At the age of ten, he was driven out of the Feng family. Now that it is not a waste, but who knows what method you used to advance? Maybe it is The medicine scorpion piled up by medicinal herbs!"

Listening to her words, Feng Chu songs are slightly stagnation.

The purple orchid behind him listened to this, and even more angry, "What do you say nonsense?!"

"I don't talk nonsense? Hey, who does not know the way Fengqi song used to be?"

"Oh? So, you are also a person of Apocalypse?" Feng Chuge seized the key points and asked.

"Of course! We are the people of Tianqi Rongjia! Feng Chuge, I tell you, the waste of your life, you can only stay in the seven classes in this life, even want to compare with Yan Qing Xuejie? Do not measure yourself to have A few pounds a few. Next time, if I hear someone say that you are more beautiful than Yan Qing or more than Yan Qing Xuejie, don't blame me!!" Rong Liangmeng's face, a hateful look.

The purple orchid suddenly burst into laughter.

"You... what are you laughing!!"

Zilan does not answer Rong Liang dream.

Just talking to Fengchu, "Miss, I finally know what the dog's legs are."