Ostentatious Zhao Yao

Everything can be tolerated, but it is not enough to resurrect Luo Mingxuan.

I am thinking about the countermeasures. At this moment, the shadows in the small courtyard flashed. It’s the ink blue.

When he saw it for a few days, Muir saw his face. When he remembered it, he was caught back to face that day. He almost kissed me. My heartbeat suddenly fell for a while, and it took a while to calm down.

I followed my heart and felt that I was still in the middle of the news that Luo Mingxuan might be resurrected. It was a very dangerous signal.

I saw that Mo Qing stared at the trepidation that was still trembled on the ground. The brow was slightly wrinkled and did not help. He turned and asked Dark Luo Wei: "Is Liu Yiling chasing it back?"

Under the head of the dark Guardian, "The subordinates are not doing things well, and they are expected to punish them."

Mo Qing did not punish him, only waved his hand to let him back. He stood by and looked at him quietly, saying nothing, waiting for something.

I pondered for a moment, got on the body, like sitting on the ground, and turned to look at Mo Qing: "Master." I think, since Mo Qing did not break my identity, then I will continue to install silly That's it, save your identity and suddenly adjust to it, but also re-adapt to your role. and……

I don't know how to use the swaying identity to get along with Mo Qing.

"Liu Suruo may not have died. Liu Yuling should be controlled, and took my blood with her sword."

The rumor that I was squeezed out of my body turned my head and stared at me. I went on to say: "Tomorrow seems to be the meeting of their top ten Xianmen in Sendai Mountain. Liu Suruo sneaked into me today, and there must be action tomorrow."

Most of this action is related to the resurrection of Luo Mingxuan. Even... maybe you can take a wake up Loming Xuan.

Thinking of this, my eyebrows sank.

Ink squatted down and looked at my eyes: "I don't have to worry, I have arranged."

"Arrange?" I looked at Mo Qing. "Is it going to disturb their meeting... Going in person?" My brow was unconsciously wrinkled. The last time in Jinzhou City, the injury of Mo Qing was not good, I am afraid it is even more serious. If you go to the Xianmen Conference tomorrow, it will be too much.

"Worried about me?" The ink-and-green-like appearance of such a sentence was unintentionally thrown.

Of course, worry, this broken board...

I took a look at the reaction that I subconsciously extended. I quickly glanced at Mo Qing, but when he saw his star, he smiled, and after he calmed down, he hid the meaning of a three-point play. This embarrassing eyes straightened me to the old face.

I reacted on time, this guy is in my words! And my heart is really serious... I am worried about him.

I have a feeling that I am betrayed by my heart.

"Oh... obviously tomorrow, I still vowed to say that I didn't give up killing him, and I was able to regain the position of the doorkeeper. But now you don't say that." I heard the squatting beside me. speech.

I glanced at her coldly and squinted, but saw her squatting like a rabbit, and her eyes stared at me straight.

Are you not saddened by the neck cut by Liu Yuling? How long has it been for you? How is your uncle's current heart so big?

I coughed and calmed my emotions, and my eyes were swept away on the face of Mo Qing. He still stared at me like that. I don't know why. I remembered that Mo Qing helped me to take the sword back. There was blood on the hilt. I asked him if he was injured. He asked me if I was worried about him.

At that time, I said that I was not worried. In exchange for the lack of a look of Mo Qing.

Now I think of his look at that time, but I don't know why, but I can't talk about some of them, and fool this topic.

He is like a child waiting for sugar, looking at me with gaze. I can't bear to throw the sugar on the ground in front of him.

I sighed in my heart and recognized my heart.

"Well, worry about you."

Mo Qingguang was so bright and bright, but he did not expect that I would say these words so straightforwardly. He squatted for a while, turned his eyes away, and looked far away. Coughed: "Well."

Ok? Just one?

Clowns, you are a shy child who won't climb.

The courtyard was silent for a moment. Mo Qing opened his mouth again: "Tomorrow's Sendai Mountain does not need me to go in person. Dongshan Lord has returned from overseas Xiandao, and she will handle it."

"East...mountain master?"

I am jealous. Did Mo Qing actually send that crazy head? However, after thinking about it, it is really appropriate to send people to do things that are destructive.

This girl is a temper. I know more than anyone else. She is a typical buttock with a long needle. It can't be stopped at a time. It is like a wild dog-like temper. It used to be a whim and can hold me in the public. Turning the circle, screaming and saying that I like the door owner...

I am the four mountain owners of Wanshaomen. In detail, the Beishan master is loyal to me, but the main subject is different, and I am getting along with it. Nanshan’s patrons, Shuguang, are ignorant of me, and I can only see it when I am injured. he. Sima Rong is close to me, it is my ability to do it. Only this Dongshan main floc...

Perennial meritorious deeds go hand in hand with the disaster. She does not listen to me, but listens to me too much, and leads to excessive force and can't stop the offensive. Let her go to kill the head of a certain martial art, she can smash all the people's door tiles.

The original name of the woven fabric was seventeen, which was dug out of the dungeon when I annexed a **** door of the magic road. She was still young, but she was five or six years old, dressed in a **** disciple's disciple, with a seventeen-two word on her chest, like a number, she could scream for seventeen, which would make her cry. Promise, this is her name.

When I took her to bleed, it was the spring of the catkins, and she gave her a small word - floccoli.

I can take such a soft name that I gave her. This gimmick has a brute force. I don’t know what medicine was fed by the **** door when I was a child. The strength is terrible. I practiced with her even if I made a pound. Standing on the ground, she can lift me up. Pushing her by technique can't be pushed open - because the technique has no effect on her.

This is also the only person I know who can pick someone up and squat on the ground when someone else uses instant surgery.

I took her back to Wanshaomen. At the beginning, I was planning to be a close-knit girl. I found that she was too clumsy when she was a girl. She was not allowed to wipe the table to let her go. Simply gave her a place to Dongshan. But if anyone in the magic path disobeys, let her handle it.

I asked Mo Qing: "I have never seen Dongshan Lord before. Did she actually go to Xiandao overseas?"

"Yeah." Mo Qingdao, "Five years ago, the sword was defeated. The doorman died. She cried for half a month, day and night, and saw her crying and blinking. Sima Rong lied to her and said that she was overseas. There is no dead grass on the island, which can make people come back to life. I thought about letting her slow down and accept it slowly... but I never thought that she has been finding it since then."

I lowered my eyebrows. I know how tempered this **** is, but I didn't expect her to be so sad because of me.

Obviously, in my impression, I am not good to her...and not so much.

"That Dongshan Lord is back now?" I asked Mo Qing.

"Some time ago, I was sent to get her back."

"She willing to return?"

Mo Qing slightly moved his lips: "I sent someone to tell her that the road was shaken back."

I glanced at me and looked at Mo Qing: "The road is shaking... When is it coming back?"

Mo Qing turned to look at me, and the light was shattered and gentle: "You are not saying that she is coming back to find revenge for me?"

Yes, I used to say this to him, but this shouldn’t be a headache for him... How strange is he: “...how it looks pretty happy...” I whispered.

"Because, except for her, nothing else matters."

I have a heartbeat.

I only know that Mo Qing is cheating now. Why is he saying that every word he exports is so inexplicable?

He seemed to think of something, quite interesting. "There was a message from the founding of the dark weaving. I heard that the road was swaying back and looking for revenge. I was happy and clap my hands and said that I want to come back with her. Kill me together."

Don't say that kind of thing is so easy and happy! You are like this, even if I can really lift my hand and take a knife to tie your heart, I have no sense of accomplishment!

“When yesterday, weaving and weaving just landed, and now the Fairaishan Conference, let her look at it and let her consume energy.”

I look at Mo Qing again: "She listens to you?"

"Yeah." Mo Qingqing did not change the color should be a voice, "I said they hurt and sway."

Ah... I can’t see that you’re a clown and a singer, and you’ll be able to use the sacred sacred slogan to force yourself. Usually, you look like a serious face, and you can’t be ruthless.

"I won't let Luo Mingxuan wake up." He stood up, and before he left, he only dropped a sentence, "Relieve at peace."

It’s really reassuring...

I looked at the night sky he left, and Muir, a translucent ghost climbed up to me, staring at me with a straight eye: "The Big Devil, you are tempted."

"Oh... you shouldn’t go to the corner to cry? What are you busy?"

"You just said, my brother is controlled. He is not really crazy. He really didn't want to kill me. In fact, he thought about it. He was enough to put me to death, but his sword. The blade was off, I survived. He was manipulated, and what I should think about is how to save him, so I don’t cry."

This girl...

Long ability.

"Since Liu Suru wants to use him, he will not hurt him for the time being. After you have been slamming the door tomorrow, I will observe and observe the situation before I can find a way to save it. Otherwise, I will not be able to save you. Got it."

I sighed, it was the idea to support her.

"So you just been tempted?"

I hated her for an annoyance and didn't answer her, but I heard a shallow response in my heart.

Yes, I am tempted.

Because the ink is so handsome! Because his eyes are so beautiful! Because his smile on his lips is so confusing! Also because his words... so plain, but can magically kiss my hard heart.