Princess Sets Poison Again

In the blink of an eye, Ling Jun'er pulled up Mingyou and dressed up early in the morning.

"Mother, you really want to invite me, I don't want to marry someone else." Ming Youling Ling Juner worriedly.

Ling Juner smiled: "Stupid girl, rest assured, Yang Er will definitely win over others. If he loses this husband, don't worry."

Ling Juner said while dressing her.

"No, I want Brother Yang." Ming Youran pouted. No matter if he could fight or not, she just wanted to marry him.

Looking at the gesture of her own baby daughter, Ling Juner couldn't help but raise her lips.

This child is dead-hearted, so many years there is only one Bai Kaiyang, this is probably like her father.

"Look, my baby is really beautiful." Dressing Ming Youran well, Ling Juner couldn't help but praise it.

Her daughter looks exactly like his father.

"Mother ~" Ming blushed shyly, how could anyone say her daughter like that?

"Let ’s start the contest. Let's go out." Ling Jun'er pulled out and went out.

"I want to see Brother Yang." Ming Youran still didn't worry about the sixth child.

Ling Juner thought and nodded.

A joy in Minyouran's heart, she immediately ran to the kitchen.

"Why are you here?" Mingying frowned as he saw Ming Youran.

"I'll see him." Ming Youran tiptoeed and looked inside.

"Yo'er." Hearing Ming Youran's voice, the sixth rushed out.

Ming Youran looked at the sixth boy who became a flour man, and fluttered with a smile: "How did you do that?"

Lao Liu frowned in annoyance, and looked at Jiaohua like a leisurely, smiling, "You look so good today."

Ming Youran blushed a little, and his heart was a little sweet.

He really changed. He used to have only one expression on her before, which was dislike.

"Yuer, the conference is about to begin." Ling Juner called her standing in the distance.

"Come here." Ming Youran answered, and looked nervously at the sixth, "Brother Yang, you must come, I'll wait for you."

Ming Yuran said, and ran away shyly.

"Your ..."

Lao Liu shouted anxiously, and wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Mingying. "The pastry is not enough."

"I'll do it." Lao Liu frowned and looked back at the leisurely back, then hurried into the kitchen again.

This time he is more serious than before, he must be as soon as possible, otherwise it will be bad to miss the game.

Thinking of the phrase "I am waiting for you" by Ming Youran, his speed is even faster.

Mingying looked at the piles of cakes of various colors made by Lao Liu. At the same time, he was full of sourness.

How many cakes did the boy eat?

The Hall of Ghost Kings was already full of people. Everyone received the news that the princess of the ghost world recruited relatives and rushed to the conference.

The princess of the ghost world recruits relatives, which is definitely a good opportunity for some young people.

There is only one princess under the knee of the ghost master. Whoever wins the ring game is not the future ghost master.

This benefit is a fatal temptation to the young people below, not to mention that the ghost princess is still beautiful.

"The ghost is here! The princess is here!"

After singing a harmony, Ling Juner drank Mingyou and went to the high platform together.

"It's a princess, and the princess is here!"

"Oh my God, the princess really looks good!"

"The princess is so beautiful, it's better to see it."

"I must win the game. I want to marry Princess Youran!"

Seeing the mediocre nature, the person who was already excited underneath became even more excited.

Ling Juner gave a quiet gesture to the bottom: "The rules of the recruitment meeting must be clear to everyone. As long as it doesn't endanger human life, who can win in the end is my dragon's fast ride.

"Understand!" The people below shouted immediately.

"let's start."

Ling Juner pulled Ming slowly and sat aside.

There was a scuffle at the moment, and everyone rushed to the ring, all in one fight, one in one fight.

Several people appeared in the dark, really the **** and Mo Tianshu's six brothers and sisters.

"Why don't you see Lao Liu?" Lao Wu glanced at the pile of people on the ring, frowning.

Xiao Qi also said uneasily: "The 6th brother hasn't been back since he ran out that day. He should be in the ghost world. Why didn't he see anyone?"

The second child raised her eyebrows: "Rest assured, that joke boy cares about Xiaoyou so much, she can let her marry someone, and she will come out soon."

The **** nodded: "Wait a minute, so many people can't compare for a while."

In the kitchen of the ghost king's palace, the sixth child is still struggling with pastries.

I don't know where it is now. No, he has to hurry up.

A basket of cakes was sent to Mingying, who tried every bite and nodded with satisfaction.

I didn't do much at the beginning. This time, one day and one night, I did a good job, and my learning ability was pretty good.

"Dad, look at it, isn't it almost?"

Lao Liu wiped her sweat and put the freshly made pastry in front of Mingying.

Mingying glanced at the piles of pastries on the table: "You sure you have done so much for you."

Lao Liu wiped his sweat and blinked in guilty conscience: "Of course ... not just ..."

The girl has made pastries for him since she was ten years old. Although there are too many here, it is only enough for one year.

"That's not going to be done yet." Ming Ying was staring angrily.

"But You're ..." Lao Liu was anxious, he was really afraid of not being able to keep up with the game.

"Come on!" Mingying yelled again.

Damn it, his baby made so many pastries for the bastard.

"Yes." Lao Liu had no choice but to go back to the kitchen and fight.

The recruiting conference outside is getting more and more fierce, and there are fewer and fewer people on the melee platform before, but the ones who stay are all the elites in the elite, and the cultivation is excellent.

The **** looked at the nice young men on the ring, and frowned, "Where is the old man's death? He really doesn't want this wife."

"I'm going to look for it." The oldest boy closed his sleeves and went to look for someone with the oldest.

On the high platform, Ming Youran was too anxious.

Brother Yang isn't here yet, it's almost over.

Not only is it mediocre, but even Ling Juner is anxious.

This little white should have a sense of right, how to put that kid over, is he really going to let his daughter marry someone else?

There were fewer and fewer people on the ring, and soon there was only one left. The young boys before were beaten down, and the rest was a middle-aged man.

Ling Jun'er and Ming Youran were even more anxious.

The raccoons and siblings are also anxious.

The magistrate waited for a while and saw that nobody came to the stage and shouted, "Are there any trials on the stage? If not, the winner is ..."

"Wait a minute." A quick roar, a figure flew to the stage like lightning.