Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

The Japanese Youshen condemned the Yeyous with his insignificant IQ all the way: "You are no longer the boss, you can't be so muddled in the future, otherwise the next layoffs will fall on you! Do you know?! "

The night tour **** nodded grievously: "I just don't respond slowly..."

The Japanese Youshen sighed with hate for the iron, and stopped at the door of Meng Po Mansion. He put his hands on the shoulders of the Youyoushen and solemnly said: "It’s not that you are unresponsive, you can see if it was just you. Does your majesty have a hobby of bundling? We can do this when we know it, and we may be tossed out when we come out."

Night wandering puzzled: "But this is a fact, can't it?"

Knowing that he could not communicate with him, Riyoushen shook his head and sighed. The night-going **** was just wanting something, and the door beside him was suddenly opened, and a pair of hands stretched out inside the door, pulling the day-and-night wandering **** into the door. The door was closed again with a bang.

All the way to the **** of the sun, he was dragged into the room by the ghost: "Help! Kill the ghost, kill the ghost!"

"Don't scream, stop screaming! Then shout General Xuehe's footwear into your mouth!" The good and evil boys jumped up and gave the yeyou **** a slap.

The Japanese Youshen stopped struggling and looked at the General Blood River, the City God, the Good and Evil Boys, and the Land Father who stared at him and the Ye Youshen in a circle in front of him.

"Huh, Meng Jiang is not here." Ye Youshen looked around and scratched his head.

"Is this the point!" A fierce man from the Japanese **** of the sky jumped from the ground: "They will put the blood socks in my mouth! How is this different from murder?"

"What's wrong with my socks? I washed my feet a few days ago!" General Xuehe took off his shoes in order to prove himself.

In order to prevent the people in the house from being stunned by the smell, the grandfather immediately stood up and stopped: "Don't make trouble! We have to discuss a very serious matter now!"

"What's the matter?" The **** of the day saw the wrinkle in the middle of the father's eyebrows deeper and deeper.

"Do you still remember that before Erlang God was reborn, we once threw away the **** of failure to make him unlucky in the world?" The father-in-law of the land pinched his beard, and everyone nodded.

"It's over," the father-in-law of the land shared his hands. "We forgot one thing. Erlang God was able to bring disaster to his family before he was born. Now Sister Meng takes his mother, what about our sister Meng? !?"

"..." Everyone was silent.

It seems so reasonable!

"Then..." The Journeyman stuttered a little: "I... don't we help Sister Meng and His Majesty?"

"What can we do, do we need to contact Fushen to see if it can be reversed?"

"No... I have been reborn. What can be reversed? Now I can only pray that the aftereffect of the gods is not so big..." Cheng Huanggong touched his shiny and smooth hair.

"I heard someone calling me?" Faint God pushed the door of the room swiftly, leaning against the door and pretending to blink his two black dots.

As soon as his voice fell, the door that was opened was slammed shut, almost catching the nose of the poor god.

Faint God patted the gray on his face, stomping hate in place: "You wait! When Sister Meng returns, I let her pack you up, hum!"

He just fluttered away like a piece of paper.

...

In the world, Meng Eqi and Sheng Jiayan are the rooms of electric light and flint.

Meng Eqi was tightly hugged by Sheng Jiayan in her arms, and she barely exposed her eyes. The two rouge-colored birthmarks at the end of her eyes seemed to be burning red and hot at the moment.

Jian Yu flew to a distance from Sheng Jiayan's fingertips and stopped, and then fell to the ground in vain.

The trend of the assassins to stop attacking, they have never encountered such a weird thing!

The leader of the head was even more shocked. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. The arrow rain that was shot was really shot down to the ground, but for a moment, no one was seen. Even if someone really shoots, who can break all the arrows at the same time?

At this moment, dozens of masked men rushed down from the side slope. They are all plain white, more trained than the assassins.

They quickly attacked the stunned assassins, and the action was fatal, and many assassins reacted before they began to drop their weapons and flee.

The white-headed person showed a pair of familiar eyes, and Meng Eqi had an impression on him. He vaguely remembered it as the first dark guard next to Sheng Jiayan in the Wang Mansion, named Qin Kun.

Qin Kun came to Sheng Jiayan and Meng Eqi and saw that the two masters were fine, so he flew down the mountain to see the situation of Mo Chunfeng.

A character that doesn't say much, is really no different from his master.

When they were all gone, Meng Eqi relaxed and felt weak for a while.

She leaned on Sheng Jiayan and angrily pulled up the iron chain in her hand: "You know Qin Kun is nearby, why do you want to be a parting from life to death!"

She will also be chained!

Sheng Jiayan embraced Meng Eqi, as if to appease the child: "The sword has no eyes, what should Qin Kun do if they move slowly?"

"You Hu..." Meng Haoqi became weaker and weaker, and was finally hugged by Sheng Jiayan. Meng Yuqi seemed exhausted, she murmured and asked, "Why did the arrows stop just now..."

Sheng Jiayan had no words and hugged her slowly down the mountain road.

His speed wasn't fast or slow, and he was swaying. Meng Eqi was not able to open her eyelids for a long time. She looked at the side of Sheng Jiayan's white jade, and fell asleep again.

...

The chaos in the dream is still there, and the Black Dragon and the Phoenix are fighting for a body, which is fiery.

"I'm going to be jealous of the dragon beard!" Phoenix shouted desperately in the black dragon's mind.

Heilong had a headache and pressed his eyebrows: "Don't roll around."

"I don't!" Phoenix kicked his wayward way: "The black dragon is a big liar. It is good to live peacefully with me, but now I will stop eating and drinking!"

"Even if I let you eat now, you won't be able to eat it, would you still watch me eat it? What's the point?"

"Meaning!" Phoenix stubbornly raised his head: "I want you to feel guilty for eating the meat of your companion."

"..." Black Dragon's slender white fingertips pressed the book on the table case, and a green muscle broke out in the forehead: "Whose dragon beard is made of dragon meat?"

"Sister Fox from Xishantou told me!"

"..." Xishan's vixen is that the black dragon remembered her: "She lied to you, the dragon beard is not dragon meat. Also, how did you cross me and talk to her directly?"

In his memory, it seems that Phoenix did not wake up alone. Everything about her is under his control. How did the fox of Xishan communicate with her?

"I won't tell you!" Phoenix's bulging arms sat on the ground.

"Oh?" Heilong raised his eyebrows and closed the book in front of him: "It seems that I don't need to tell you that I found a suitable body for you recently."

Phoenix stood up and said: "What!? Did you really find it?"

Heilong said: "I don't think you need it anymore. Anyway, you have Xishan's vixen, and you don't need me to do anything."

"That's not it!" Fenghuang Jiaodi's voice came: "Of course, due to our close relationship, I certainly trust you more."

"Then how did you communicate with the vixen in Xishan?"

Phoenix's arrogance was a little shorter, and he asked a little aggrievedly: "Really?"

"I'm going to talk to them. You don't need a gold body."

"Don't don't! Me!" Phoenix shouted at the black dragon anxiously: "Then I'm fine, you can't be angry."

Heilong promised: "Okay."

"Actually... every time you go to bed at night, Xishan's elder fox elder has sent a ray of thought to your bedroom to chat with me. She is very nice and will bring me gifts every time she comes. I have brought a ** before **Pa, last time I brought a peach blossom."

"Don't you give me that peach flower for me?"

"Anyway you believe..." Phoenix pouted: "Pang Qi is so cold and lonely, it's alright that they give you some peach blossoms, and they don't like you..."

"So the increase in my sleep time these days has something to do with you and the vixen from Xishan?" The black dragon's calm voice rang out in a calm voice, which made the creeps shudder.

Phoenix nodded and admitted: "I just want to chat with Sister Fox a little longer..."

"Is this what she taught you?"

"Yes..." Phoenix became more and more guilty. How did she feel the anger rising in the Black Dragon's heart? She almost burned her tail hair.

However, the Black Dragon didn't lose his temper in the end. His calm tone made Phoenix feel that he was squeezing the last reason.

"You are so honest, I also want to tell you good news," he said.

Phoenix is ​​overjoyed, knowing that it is related to his golden body: "How? Where did you find it? What is your identity? Isn't it good? Male or female?"

Black Dragon didn't answer every question meticulously, only: "You will know by then."

The phoenix immersed in joy did not perceive the fleeting light of the black dragon's eyes.

Phoenix slept contentedly, and Heilong took advantage of this gap to do the trivial things he had accumulated in his hands.

By the way, people brought some gifts to the fox in Xishan.

On the second day, it was empty. Everyone in the wild is fighting lazily, you punch me, it seems to hit cotton.

The fox of Xishan got up early to clean the courtyard. She hummed Qu'er and pushed open the door. The scene at the door scared her.

The vixen was holding the broom with her hands on her hips, and she thundered with anger.

"Which one gave me so many dead mice with a thousand knives, and they were neatly placed! Thought the old lady was a cat!?"

The consciousness stripping of the phoenix and the black dragon is carried out in the purple gold hall where Heilong deals with government affairs on weekdays.

Hosted by the oldest senior Xuanwu, he slightly raised the cane in his hand, and Phoenix made a surprising sound in the head of the black dragon.

"Originally I thought Grandpa Xuanwu couldn't walk until I carried this. I didn't expect it to be his magic weapon. But then came back--" Phoenix looked at them with a white cloth covered in gold: "Why my body wants Cover? What kind of body is it, why does it look so..."

"If you are distracted, you can't succeed, and you mustn't be long-winded!" Grandpa Xuanwu looked back and stared at Phoenix.

He raised his cane again, a spell was heard, and suddenly a golden light shot from the roof of the Zijin Hall, and fell on the body covered with white cloth.

Phoenix felt a pain. She seemed to be pulled out by hands stretched out in all directions. The power from nowhere was almost torn apart her spirit.

She shouted in pain: "Black Dragon, I hurt so much!"