The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao laughed haha, and after laughing, the corner of his mouth was cold and ironic: "There is no more nonsense, see if we leave you behind, or you kill us."

"It didn't work for a long time, and the bones were about to rust." The wind writhed his neck and squeaked his neck.

"In this case, go back and help you loose the bones of your body." Qiao Tianchang looked at the wind, and said the cool opening.

The action of the wind became a bit stiff in a moment, and the corner of the mouth was slightly twitching. Then he kept shaking his head: "This is still alright, my bones are very good, so you don't have to help."

Let this metamorphosis give him a number of bones, is he still alive?

Nalan Qing patted her own hand, and soon there was a group of people around, who all had a strong murderousness and suffocation to see that these were dead.

When I saw those people, the sight of Yufeng was put on the body of Qiao Tianchang. This man used to go up the battlefield. His murderousness is that he can’t bear it. These people are just like this. It’s just a little witch, there’s no use at all.

"My brother-in-law has handed it to you." Although he said that he did not respond much to such a breath, he still had some dissatisfaction under such breath.

Qiao Tianchang glanced at the wind, staring at the people, his eyes exuding deep cold.

Nalan Qing soon felt that the suppression in this yard was more obvious, especially with this man as the center, as if the air had already cooled.

Yufeng, they shrink their necks, and Joe Tianchang is the most powerful. This is like a real murderousness. They haven’t felt it for a long time.

The sorcerers brought by Nalan Qing, after feeling such murderousness, subconsciously took a step back, but this step also illustrates the fear of these dead people on Joe Tianchang.

Qiao Tianchang looked at the people and was very dissatisfied. The brows wrinkled tightly: "It is really an eye-opener."

Yu Feng, they were stunned by Qiao Tianchang. In fact, those squads are still pretty good, but in the eyes of Qiao Tianchang, it becomes an eye-opener.

"It doesn't matter if it's smooth, these people are like that."

"Well, just don't look good, I want to ruin it." Qiao Tianchang said coldly.

For those who are murderous to them and who are also unwilling, he will not keep his hands.

"Then destroy it."

It seems to confirm the words of Ning Mengyao. At the same time that her voice fell, there was no one around her, but there was a **** smell around her.

Nalan Qing did not think that they actually said that they started to work directly. Looking at Ning Mengyao who was watching Qiao Tianchang’s murder, Nalan’s face was subtle. Then she came to Ning Mengyao’s side and reached out. Ning Mengyao's neck was buckled.

When Nalan Qing was about to successfully hold her neck, a pair of slender and tender hands pinched her wrist, and it seemed that there was no strength at all. Soft, but Nalanqing could not break her. Clamp.

"let me go."

"You let me go, I will let go, then I am not very faceless? If you have the ability, you will try to break free."

This is the first time that Nalan Qing was satirized by a woman, and she was still satirized by her ability.

When Nalan Qing was a girl, she was a arrogant woman. Whether it was talent or martial arts, it was a good one. Although it was not comparable to those peerless masters, it was not much better, but now she is Stolen by a person in his early twenties.

Since they have been satirized by others, Nalan Qing will naturally not let it go. She has used her lifelong learning. In her heart, no matter how powerful Ning Mengyao is, she is not able to go anywhere.

However, after the real hands, Nalan Qing was stupid, and Ning Mengyao’s martial arts turned out to be so powerful, which made Nalan’s face more dignified.

The **** smell around it is like reminding Nalan Qing.