Ordered to Marry Thrice, The Mysterious Wangfei

Hua Yuman was also surprised to see the woman in front of her. The face of Leng Youqi was familiar. However, the woman in front of her eyes was as big as a cow, her nose was slightly weird, and her chin had a strange black coat. The eyes are black and foggy, and the weird people want to vomit.

Thirteen, but suddenly caught the mouth and nose of the small feathers, "Don't look, poisonous!"

Mo Ziting quickly caught her breath, but her constitution was still weak after the last injury. Although she was holding her breath, she still felt that her strength was lost a little, if not for her, she would give her immediately. After feeding a medicine, she felt her body froze.

"Haha, 10,000 arrows are all shot, shoot them into targets!" Leng Youqi laughed, not thinking that this alienation actually agreed to cooperate with himself, this way, it really saved her a lot of strength.

Countless arrows fired like raindrops. Thirteen tightly protected the small feathers, one hand resisting the flying arrows that came from time to time.

Hua Yuman’s nephew looked at the thirteen eyes, and there was a trace of tears in his heart. Even in such a crisis, he only thought of her safety. Look at the other side, it is clear that because of the protection of Mo Ting, but also pay attention to the arrows flying around, it has been a little hard, her heart raised a burst of anger, she felt the light and mysterious pounds in her body It’s a scene that never happened. She was a little scared and hugged the waist of the sun. Then the incredible thing happened. The countless arrows stopped in the air and brushed away after a while. Falling to the ground, this is only a matter of moments, but it makes all black people stupid.

Thirteen clenched the small feathers and raised her hand to caress her head. He found that as long as the small feathers were angry, the lightness of the lightness would be uncontrollable, just like the New Year’s Eve last year...

"Kill them!" Leng Youqi couldn't stand his own plan uncontrollable, so he initiated the order again.

The group of black people immediately took the bow and arrow and prepared to shoot again.

At this time, the rice snow marks a flash of shape, and the person is behind the wind spirit. His hand is on the neck of the wind, and the cold voice "What is the weakness of the woman? If you say it, you don't have to die." ”

Feng Ling sneered, "I don't care if I die, but today you must die!"

The hand of Mi Xuexue was a force, and when he wanted to break the neck of Feng Ling, the great emperor came away from the discipline. He snorted. "Who are you?"

Leng Youqi's body shape flashed, and the person came to the back of the discipline, and the palm of his hand caught the neck of the depart, the posture was exactly the same as the rice snow mark.

"Let go, how can you do this to me, do you want to die?" The divorce was anxious and anxious. When he still wanted to talk, his mouth could only make a snoring.

He was annoyed in his heart. This cold Yuqi is so powerful that his neck must be broken. Isn’t it good to just do the play?

"Hey, a virgin prince only has a few lives. It’s easy to die, let your good emperor use his king’s life to change!"

Leng Youqi’s hand is looser, so that the divorce can breathe again and speak again. She wants to see if this brother is really like people say, the royal family does not recognize blood relatives, what brothers, father and son are all fart. Leng Youyu can still be like this to himself, and how can the prince who is also vying for a throne be better than himself.

"Thirteen brothers, save... save me!" The voice of the departed is broken and hoarse, the hope of the face, because he suddenly realized that this cold gift is not just to talk about, she really wants to die .

Thirteen did not speak, as if I didn't hear it. At this moment, Hua Yuman hooked his finger, and a bunch of arrows falling on the ground flew up again, and shot directly on the head of Leng Youqi. It all came too fast, Leng Youqi did not want to die, in order to escape, she had to kick out the discipline to intercept the arrows, and quickly sneak into the group of black people.

I thought that I had to be put in the heart by the arrow. I know that the arrows were passing by him, and they went to the group of black people. There was a scream of screams and a large piece of snow fell.

Thirteen faces were slightly darker, and the hand holding the small feathers tightened. The voice was whispered with a small voice. "Little feathers, don't worry, let me deal with them."

Of course, he knows why the arrow just flew again, but he didn't want to shoot small feathers. He didn't want her secrets to be discovered by others. Otherwise, they would have more trouble in the future.

Hua Yuman coveted, tapped his head, and stood quietly behind him, trying to control his emotions and teaching all the things in front of him to the sun.

When I saw an arrow and kicked it lightly, the arrow pierced into the heart of the wind that was controlled by the rice snow mark. This woman had already died, and it is already their kindness to live to the present. .

The wind is incredibly wide-eyed. This arrow is too unexpected and unexpected. Her gaze has not even come back from the magical scene of the genius. Her heart has not moved, she is unwilling. Not willing!

Mi Xuexue’s hand, the windy body fell to the ground, and he did not return to the thirteen, standing in front of all of them.

"If you are not afraid of death, you can shoot again!"

It was quiet for a while, because in addition to the few people controlled by Leng Youqi, the other black people were no longer alive.

At this moment, the five senses of Leng Youqi were once again deformed. This time, the five senses were even more terrifying than the last time. This time, the black mist on her body turned into blood red, and then her body inflated infinitely. Just when she was going to make her own lore, a white figure came out, and one foot was as heavy and powerful as a heroic mountain. It stepped directly on the head of Leng Youqi and waited for his body to drift away. The shape of Leng Youqi suddenly became a mud...

At this time, the sky floated a piece of snow, the snow fell, and the mud of the pool melted in the snow, disappearing!

This scene is so shocking to everyone, Hua Yuman is also amazed, she is the first time to see people killing, killing so elegant and charming, although horrible, but not bloody, this person is really...

Wonderful, yes, in Tingting's words, this is a wonderful man!

Feng Mohan looked at Hua Yuman and smiled. Thirteen was full of hostility and looked at the man with white hair fluttering and a look of ecstasy.

"You are the new patriarch of the Feng family?"

Feng Heihan looked at the thirteen eyes and did not answer. The two were so deep, full of gaze of inquiry, time passed by, the people on the top of the mountain were quiet, did not dare to take a deep breath. Don't dare to cough, don't dare to move.

Suddenly, Feng Ling, lying on the ground, snorted low and shouted, "The Great King..."

Hesitated for a moment and walked over.

This woman has only one breath away from death, it is impossible to behave to herself.

He helped the wind spirit and coughed, "How are you?"

Feng Ling looked at the eyes of the separation, but wanted to laugh but was powerless. On and off the road, "I... help me report... revenge, I will give you what you want... I want to, otherwise, I will be a ghost, too... "You!" said, she grabbed his hand and placed it on his chest, then closed his eyes.

When he was caught in a small and hard bamboo tube, he suddenly got a joy, picked up the wind, took the opportunity to take out her body, and then looked at the thirteen still looking at the phoenix and cold, and turned away. .

This sudden appearance of a man is not good at all, but now is not his time, he would like to see the secret drawings of Feng Ling, the real treasure drawings related to the underground city map of the Three Kingdoms and Fengyue Ancient City.

If you give this thing to the father, and then arrange the thirteen brothers, and then perform well, he believes that he is likely to become the father of the father again.

At the beginning, when the father was still a prince, he was also abolished, but the father was still in the position of the current emperor, and the father could, and he could make a comeback!

Just as he walked for dozens of steps, Thirteen and Feng Mohan stopped watching each other. The two suddenly vacated and fought. The gesture was elegant and arrogant. The palm of the hand was like a gust of wind, and the speed was like lightning. The eyes are dazzled.

From the heart of the heart, the 13th brother is such a strong person is really not suitable to live, just hope that this white-haired man is awesome, for his life to end the thirteen brothers.

I don't know if God heard the expectation of leaving the age. The two figures suddenly looked like the eagle in the arrow. They both fell and fell into the cliff.

This scene happened too fast, Hua Yuman did not even react to what happened, but the body has responded quickly and flew directly toward the thirteenth cliff.

"Suning..."

"Beyond the girl!" The change was that the rice snow marks did not react. He wanted to pull her, but he did not pull it, so he did not care about flying.

What is playing from the thirteenth, how to hit halfway, it will fall, what is going on? He can't be so easy to lose, so easy to die.

"Man, Man..." Mo Ziting's tears suddenly fell, she couldn't believe her eyes, how could such a moment, all three people fell.

The stunned her, "Don't be excited, they won't have anything, believe me!"

Soon, the dark whistle of the rice snow marks in the valley, meaning, "It’s absolutely clear, everything is handed over to you, I am going to find them!"

The whistle immediately blew the whistle and responded to him.

The master and the lady will be fine, and will be fine!

On the other hand, when he returned to the past, he smiled. Haha, God really loves him!

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