The Girl in the Iron Cage: Lazy Little Beast Fei

As soon as Zhao Huaxian's eyes lighted up, she could not be ashamed when she saw the savior, and flew to the **** in her arms: "Father, save me!"

That **** will have a **** light clutch, which is the husband of the Emperor of Heaven, and also Marshal He Cangheng.

The Chaohua Fairy is like a burnt roll, with no hair, a face like the bottom of a pot, and barely wrapped in a Tsing Yi, just so dirty and black.

He Cangheng didn't recognize her for a while, and suddenly saw such a monster rushing up, his eyebrows frowned, and his subconscious stretched his palm. Although he didn't have much strength, the Chaohua fairy was already at the end of the crossbow. She is down. With a scream, the body flew out again ...

"Oh!" She slammed into the rubble pile, and she was wearing her clothes barely. This flight flew out again, revealing her large skin, black and white ...

"Father, I ... I'm Chaohua ..." The Chaohua Fairy raised her head tremblingly, this time she really cried.

He Cangheng froze for a while, and finally recognized his daughter, her face changed, her finger pointed, and a pale golden light would envelope the fairy.

After a moment, the description of the Chaohua Fairy was revealed again.

The dirt on his face was gone, and there was also a set of goose-yellow palace dresses on his body. Finally, he was no longer embarrassed to see it, and he had a little character.

But the hair is gone, and the burns on his face and body are difficult to heal for a while. He still looks embarrassed and can't get up for a while.

As soon as He Cangheng reached out, the Chaohua fairy reached into his arms: "Chaohua, how did you make it look like this! What happened to the Jiutian Shenlei just now?"

At this moment, the whole square was in a mess, and the petals of the fairy flowers were flying all over the ground. The fairies were like scared chickens. The flowers changed drastically. They shrank there and couldn't move.

The Chaohua fairy weeping in He Cangheng's arms, she finally found a sense of security. She was frightened, and was still frightened. She immediately sued: "It's the distress of Emperor Yu ..."

"Bitter ... what is it?" A voice came in suddenly, the voice was cold and cold, like the ice spring flowing over the blue stone, it was the voice of Qian Qianye.

The Chaohua Fairy's heart jumped, and she suddenly remembered the **** Shen Lei Tianpu just now, and took a nap, so she didn't dare say any more.

Only then did He Cangheng see the flower Qian Ye who stood there like a dazzling tree, and naturally saw the emperor feather cricket beside him, and stifled: "Flower-the master of flowers, the master of Yuanzi County ..."

Hua Qianye looked with a smile on his face. Standing there, he said nothing, "He Tianwang, now this seat is the Lord of Flowers."

He Cangheng's eyebrows jumped, he naturally understood the subtext of the sentence of spending thousand nights.

The Lord of the Dragons and the Emperor are side by side, and although He Cangheng is the husband of the Emperor, he is just a king. According to etiquette, he should pay homage to Qian Qian Ye.

The light in He Cangheng's eyes changed several times, and he finally gave a gift to Hua Qianye: "The Lord of Flowers came here, and the king greeted late and hoped for forgiveness."

Hua Qianye is naturally free and easy. He usually doesn't like to use his identity to oppress people, but at this moment, he just wants to oppress this great king.

He didn't mean to let the other party get up, and a slight smile appeared on the corners of his lips, like a mockery and an irony: "Dare. This seat hasn't come to Heaven for a few months, but Heaven has changed a lot of rules and made this seat quite eye-opening. Now the Lord of the Yuanzi County is here, but King He Tian has turned a blind eye. Could He have a higher status than the Lord of the Yuan Zi County? "

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To say, the legend of ancient gods borrowed from the mythology of the son-in-law making people to make up the sky and Pangu to open up the world.