Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness

"I--" just, she opened her mouth, and Long Muzhen interrupted her again. In the middle of the line, with a strong killing: "Woman, this king only gives you a chance, if you can't hear the king wants The answer, you are waiting to be slashed!"

"You know, in the Wang Jun, there are 180 punishments, but it is still useless. If you want to try the law and challenge the patience of the king, you can easily smash the king!"

The strength of Long Mu's wrist was slightly relaxed. Qian Duodu was almost rosy because of her suffocation, and she was rosy. She took an urgent breath and shook her lips. She said again, "I, I am indeed Money is blossoming, I don’t dare to lie to the prince!"

"Come on!"

Long Muzhen screamed at the outside of the hall, and the cold iron rushed in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wang Ye slamming Wang Hao to the ground. Wang Hao was crying.

The little papaya raised by Wang Ye, like the horn of the horns, squats in the belly of Wang Hao, two laps of a paw, directed at her face, a left hook and right hook!

Long Muzhen refused to ignore the expression of cold iron and horror, and pointed to the woman on the ground, saying: "Cold iron, put this 贱 / person into the military camp, comfort the soldiers, died of the will, not dead and then into the sky In prison, the king does not believe, she does not speak!"

The blossoming eyes of the money slammed into the biggest, and the pupils were magnified by fear.

The comforting soldiers - Long Muzhen actually want to put himself into the military camp, do the army / 妓?

When I think of those who are murderous on the battlefield and who have been subjected to rigorous training all the year round, thousands of men, she suddenly stunned, and the feeling of survival is not to die, it is even more brutal than death, and even cruel Times.

When the cold iron is a sigh, what is the unforgivable sin that Wang Hao has committed, and the sorrowful king, Thunder, is furious?

Although there were doubts in my heart, the military order was as heavy as a mountain. The cold iron was decisively pulling up the money on the ground and dragging it out.

However, I haven’t walked two steps yet, but the money blossoming seems to be suddenly crazy. I broke freely and squatted at the foot of Long Muzhen, clutching his upper and panicking: "Wang Ye, I beg you to spare me, don't send me to the military camp!"

Papaya swayed the fluffy tail, and the claws hooked the dragon's robes, clumsily climbed up, and Long Mu 宸 hooked his hand and held it in his arms.

"Oh--" swayed the cat's head, papaya blossomed out of the claw and pointed to the woman on the ground.

"Papaya, do you want this king to spare her once? But, the king has given her a chance, but she does not tell me where the baby is, the king does not let her suffer, she will not let go, Isn't it?"

Long Mu's slender fingers, through the soft skin of papaya, seem to give it a massage, but the words in the man's mouth, although gentle, have a strong domineering and majestic sweeping. It is like deliberately speaking to a woman on the ground.

Papaya blossomed his head, and the sly squatting on the palm of Long Mu's hand, looking at the familiar face of Qian Duo Duo, gave a sigh of relief in his heart.

The old man is also true. Although this body has changed its soul, but it is also cultivated with you. If you can pump your head, send her to the army/妓, do you think you have too little hair? Can't wait to grab thousands of green hats and take the lead?