The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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This can't communicate at all... What should I do? Su’s hands were spread, indicating that there was no way.

"The mud is tired! Five mornings are sleepy!" The ginseng doll waved and went straight away.

"Hey--" Su Luo hurriedly called it.

If you let him go, where can I find a big living person to ask for a transmission?

Su Luo picked up the small dragon buried in her chest's head: "The little bird said the bird language, you do not understand?"

The only hope of the Soviet Union was pinned on the little dragon, although this hope was also faltering.

Xiaoshen suddenly shook his head. Although it has a heritage of memory, but because it is still young, it is not completely passed down, so many things are still unknown.

Su Luo tried to communicate with this ginseng doll in sign language, but the other side looked innocent...

Ok, I can't communicate at all.

Just when there was absolutely no way for Su Luo, there was a heavy sigh in his head.

"In the present, no one knows the language of the Mozu... It is hard to imagine."

This is the sound of a small stone!

When she fell to the head, how did she forget the big man? If you want to talk about the mainland, no one can compare with the small stones that have risen up in countless years ago.

"Devil? Is this ginseng doll a demon?" Su Luo communicated with the little stone and the small stone.

"The one in the scorpion is still a leader of the Mozu."

"It's no wonder that the breath is so powerful, it gives people a feeling of horror." Su Luo suddenly realized, "Quickly, do you understand the language of the Mozu?"

"Slightly pass one or two." The small stone raised his eyebrows proudly.

Since the small stone says that it is slightly through one or two, then it is enough to prove that there is no problem in communication.

"However, how can you let the children communicate with the children? Take out you?" Su Luo felt that if you let everyone see the stone, you can talk, and it is a big trouble to pass it out.

The husband is guilty of sin, she knows this truth better than anyone.

"No, you can use your knowledge." The little stone did not face the Soviet Union this time, and it was easy to agree.

Su Luo opened his eyes again, and there was a sharp and strong trend in the light and cold.

"The mud is tired!" The ginseng doll screamed at the door.

Su Lu can understand this time, it turned out that this little guy is calling them to go away.

It’s hard to run into such a small living person, and Su’s stupidity will automatically go away.

"Little guy, are you a Mozu?" Su Luo communicated with the ginseng doll in the language of the Mozu.

When Su Luo’s difficult mouthfuls came out, he suddenly stunned a underground bus.

All of the time was focused on the Soviet Union.

They all looked at the fall with a gaze.

This...the pronunciation of her words is very similar to the ginseng doll.

“Hey?” The ginseng doll suddenly widened his eyes and blinked in surprise. It turns out that this beautiful sister is also a Mozu?

"Wah is the devil, what are you?"

"What is he talking about?" Bei Chenying said with amazement.

"He said that he is a Mozu, and then asked me if I was." Sue answered the words of Beichen Ying, then squatted down and gently smiled at the ginseng doll: "Tell my sister, who is that?"

The ginseng doll's chubby index finger is placed in the mouth, and the small head is looking at the pretty sister.

When she fell to the head, how did she forget the thing?

Su Luo took a small bottle of Shangpin Tianling from the space, like a little white wolf with a white rabbit: "I don't like this taste?"