Venerated Venomous Consort

Cloud smoke from the frown, and for her a few veins, found that her injury is still very serious, this kind of injury does not have the ability to self-walk.

It’s conscious that she is struggling to get herself up: “His...you can...”

This action has naturally vomited blood.

Cloud smoke is no longer talking, and she will pick her up: "This seat takes you down the mountain to find someone."

He is generally ill, and it is okay to treat an ordinary fall injury, but it can't be cured any more, and can only go to someone else.

The butterfly is leaning on his arms. This embrace is what she longs for, and she can finally rely on it.

She closed her eyes very satisfied and told herself in her heart.

This embrace is her! No one can **** it, God blocks the killing of God, and the Buddha blocks the Buddha!

She suddenly thought of something, and the dawn turned four times: "What about His Royal Highness?"

Was the little broken child swallowed by the dragon? There is malicious speculation in the heart of the butterfly.

"He went back alone." Yunyan was understated from the tone of voice. He didn't want to mention the bear child, and his heart would be blocked.

In the heart of the butterfly, but a happy, the eye-opening finally left! After that, only she and her master were alone...

"That kid is too flattering..." She wants to say ‘pleasant’, and she changed her words: “It’s too naughty, and he doesn’t have much discipline.”

Cloud smoke from the twilight sinks: "The butterfly, behind the rest of the people! He is just a child!"

The butterfly is habitually shivering: "Yes...subordinates...The subordinates just think that he is not like a child, but he has added a lot of trouble to the Lord... but he is not convinced... ""

The bear child is gone, she has a lot of time to get along with the owner.

She knows that Yunyan does not love her, but as long as she loves him, love can be cultivated slowly. In time, Yunyan will definitely fall in love with her!

Cloud smoke is no longer talking, holding her directly to the sky, straight into the sea of ​​clouds, and then almost hit a person!

He was busy standing up, his brow immediately picked up: "Kun Xueyi!"

That person is Kun Xueyi. He is a pale blue robes. He looks like a hermit who swims in the mountains. When he sees the clouds, he also surprised his eyebrows and then smiles: "Yun Yunxia, ​​don't Come innocently? We met again."

He glanced at the butterfly in his arms: "Hey, what happened to your subordinate? Was it thundered? What was the day that flashed her?"

Cloud smoke from seeing him is a headache, step back, cold and cold: "This has nothing to do with you." Turned and wanted to go.

The bamboo flute in the hands of Kun Xueyi stopped: "She is not hurt, can you cure her?"

Cloud smoke in the centrifuge: "Do you understand the treatment?"

Kun Xueyi laughed like a flower: "Will it be? The medicine of this law is screaming."

Yunyan left a sigh of relief: "That's good, you can give her treatment."

Kun Xueyi is not satisfied: "Is this your attitude?"

Cloud smoke is pressing away from the air: "Please..."

"Not sincere!"

Yunyan shook his fist in the dark: "What is the sincerity? What do you want?" He knew that this was a bad talk, and he was prepared to do a good job of peeling him.

Kun Xueyi thought about shaking the bamboo flute: "Call your brother."

Cloud smoke away: "...you are sick!" He knew that this is to entertain him!

He turned his head and left, Kun Xueyi said behind him: "She is injured in the singularity of the eight classics. If it is not a special method, she will die of blood within three months."

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good night