Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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If I could come back alive, let him raise his expensive hand and let me go ...

Brahman's eyes flickered and he was quickly alert, "President Jun, what do you want to do?"

Jun Xiqing reached out and pushed the bottle to Vatican. "Let ’s go, Mr. Vatican, and take my bottle with me. I want you to guarantee that you are here and the bottle is here."

Ping Ping was pushed over, almost wrestling, Vatican quickly reached out and hugged Ping Ping.

Ping Pingsheng's beautiful beauty was touching, her soft body flew into the arms of the general of the Vatican, and quickly made a big red face.

Vatican also froze and quickly released the bottle.

Ping Ping looked at Jun Xiqing, nervously, "Prince, I won't go anywhere. Wherever you go, I will go with you. Don't leave me!"

Jun Xiqing ’s dusty face like jade exudes the sheen of translucent porcelain and jade, her voice cleared, “Vanilla Vatican, here is the Virgin, surrounded by the patriarch ’s hands. If we fight hard, we must all die in Here, I'm going to lead the patriarch, and you take the bottle to break out. If Lu Yeming is fast enough, he will definitely join you. "

"President Jun, you probably do n’t know enough about this patriarch. His name is Yuan Ming. At the age of 18, he was the most prominent high priest of the priestess. At that time, she was on par with His Royal Highness Murong Lang. Then she became the patriarch of the prince for thirty years. Fiercely, how do you lead him away and how to get away safely? "Fanmen disagreed.

Jun Xiqing slowly raised her red lips, and she stared again at the red poppy in her hand, "With this, it's enough."

What do you mean?

Brahma was puzzled.

At this time, a series of approaching footsteps came from outside, and Jun Xiqing's eyes were cold, and her black cloak lined her little jade face with a scorching coldness. For the first time, in this case, it is still indecisive, I don't know what to choose? "

"President Jun!"

"Prince!"

Jun Xiqing flicked her sleeves, and a bit of impatience overflowed into the water eyes, "Hurry up, don't drag me behind!"

She added that she was disgusted and added, "Lu Yeming was so stupid that he left a pig teammate for me, and I was almost killed by him!"

"..."

The discarded Brahman pulled the bottle and left.

Ping Ping refused to go, "Prince, I want to be with you, don't drive me away!"

Fanmen frowned. "Pin bottle girl, offended."

Fanmen carried the bottle directly on his shoulder and carried it away.

...

His subordinates reported to Yuan Minghui, "Patriarch, it's not good. Fanmen led his men and ran away."

Yuan Ming's sharp eyes suddenly looked overcast, and he knew that Lu Yeming was fake.

He once met with the famous King Xi Yelu of the world, Lu Yeming, eight years ago. Lu Yeming's politeness is one of the best among all sentient beings.

"Convene manpower, quickly chase!" Yuan Ming said.

"Yes."

Yuan Ming turned on his horse and led the team to chase directly.

Fan Men looked at Yuan Ming, who was chasing after him, and was approaching, and he was ready for World War I.

Once the war begins, it is a brutal assassination.

I don't know how much blood to bleed.

This is politics, conspiracy.

How much blood piled up this road?

It was getting dark and it was going to be night.

The battle is imminent.

For a while, the atmosphere was tense and tense. Everyone held the gun in their waists and couldn't even breathe loudly.

Yuan Ming rode a horse and approached ...

At this moment, a clever sound of silver bells ringed suddenly in the ear, "Yuan Ming."

Yuan Ming quickly strangled the horse rope and stopped.

The hands of the two parties were separated by a distance, and everyone's eyes "brushed" over.

I saw a person leaping slowly into the distance, riding a horse, wearing a red dress with Huashang, and cheeky.

The long black hair dangled, and a red poppy was stuck on the hair.

Brahman's eyes changed greatly, looking at this man, what was crazy in his eyes, and finally attributed to ... admiration.

He only admired one man in his life, that is, Lu Yeming.

Now he admires a woman-Jun Xiqing.

Yuan Ming turned his head and looked at the man. His sharp and gloomy eyes were instantly hot, like two raging flames of fire.

He murmured, "Dance."

Pei Wu, who was riding on the horse, looked at Yuan Ming, and there was a lazy and charming charm in her voice, and Jiao Yan, "Yuan Ming, I said that, I don't like you anymore."

After that, her tiny white hand took hold of the reins and went away.

The red veil of her body was rippling in the air, fascinating.

"Dance dance!"

Yuan Ming yelled and quickly chased after him.

His master chased after him, and those men quickly turned around and chased after him.

The crisis here at Vatican was instantly lifted.

...

On the prairie, Yuan Ming stretched his horse and chased the red shadow in front of him. The big troops behind were thrown away.

"Dance dance!"

He caught up.

Bei Yiwu turned her head and smiled at him.

Yuan Ming jumped in his heart.

Pei Wu Wu reached out her face and brushed her face. Bei Wu Wu's soul-stirring face disappeared like a mirror flower and water moon, revealing a tiny, dusty face, Jun Xiqing.

Yuan Ming knew that he had been fooled, "Yi Rongshu? President Jun, you are so proficient in Yi Rongshu. You are truly a daughter of the Jun family. You are truly intelligent."

Jun Xiqing drew red lips, "patriarch, thank you for your compliment."

Yuan Ming snorted coldly, "President Jun, if you alone lead my army to this place, aren't you afraid of coming back?"

Jun Xiqing flew on her horse, and three thousand snow-like green silks fluttered in the wind. Under the bright moonlight, her red dress seemed to be flying away.

She picked the red poppy on her hair and threw it to Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming took it in his palm.

Jun Xiqing's touching voice sounded in his ears, "The patriarch, loving someone is like the fine sand pinched in the palm of your hand. The tighter you pinch, the faster the fine sand will flow. Also let yourself go. "

Yuan Ming looked at the red poppy in his palm, his eyes were complex and unknown. Soon, he laughed sarcastically, "Will President Jun let go of President Lu?"

Jun Xiqing looked at Yuan Ming and blinked quizzically, "I never tried to hold him in my palm, love someone, not humble, I love him, what is it about him?"

Yuan Ming was shocked and couldn't slow down for a few seconds.

He closed his eyes and said, "The daughter of the Jun family is so beautiful, I don't believe that President Lu did not care about you. I will now take you back and wait for him to redeem."

Yuan Ming stretched out his hand, and the thin iron chain flew out. The cold claws on the top suddenly stabbed Jun Xiqing's shoulder.

The bright red blood soaked from the clothes, making Jun Xiqing's face pale.

Yuan Ming froze. His hook and claw were soaked in poison, and ordinary people would be poisoned immediately when they touched it, but Jun Xiqing did not.

He stared at Jun Xiqing in shock, "You are ... you turned out to be ..."