"Good things are more grinding, you can only say, good things, this thing ... there are still tossing. But what you said is right, His Royal Highness seems to have a little bit open, this is a good thing."
Love, isn't it the game you chase me?
The most afraid of is that neither people have opened their tricks, and they are proud of their reserved, so that even if the gods assists, there is no way.
Now His Royal Highness of their family has at least forced Feng Wu.
"I want His Royal Highness to admit that he likes the dancer girl ... I'm afraid it is difficult." Gong Yan was tired.
"It's difficult to start with everything. Now that it has already started, it is estimated that it is easier."
Gong Yan and the housekeeper looked at each other with each other, a bitter smile in his eyes.
And at this moment--
Wind rushed to the mansion of the palace outside the palace.
He had a lot of words to tell His Royal Highness!
He wanted to tell Boss Jun that Feng Wu was the abominable ugly girl!
But just in front of the mansion of the mansion, when Fengxun rushed in with a gust of wind, suddenly, he stopped!
No, no!
An idea appeared in the wind.
Xianling Guo is the elixir of saving Baoer. How do you care about Baoer? If he knows the truth, will he kill the little dance girl ?!
Even if he did not kill Xiao Wu, would he ... pump her blood cleanly, all into Baoer?
After all, the little dance girl has the effect of fairy fruit in the blood.
Wow--
Isn't that little dance dead?!
Thinking of this, the wind was suddenly bad!
Although he was very angry and angry when he knew the news, he couldn't wait to hold the little girl over and spoke fiercely, but that was his sister!
Wind!
No matter how angry it is, it still hurts inside.
He looked at the prince's mansion in front of him, stomped his feet, turned around and ran around.
Star meteor.
"Feng Xiaowu! Get out of me!"
Fengxun made a jump in the wall, and the momentum was aggressive and rushed inside.
Feng Wu's formation method, Fengxun is allowed, you can get in with a face, and will not be blocked by the formation method.
"Xiaoxi is here?"
Mrs. Ling was very happy to look at Fengxun.
She likes Feng Yan, a optimistic and cheerful teenager, and always frown to Jun Linyuan.
"Auntie Ling." Feng Xun saw Mrs. Ling, and suddenly the hands and feet were regular, and the footsteps were automatically gently.
He didn't know what was going on. Anyway, Mrs. Ling had a kind of precious and graceful temperament, even more expensive than His Majesty ...
Fengxun is also unclear, but there is such a sacred and unacceptable instinct.
So in front of Mrs. Ling, he is super obedient and super -clever.
"Aunt Ling, what about Xiao Wu? Where is she?" Feng Yan gritted his teeth and squeezed a smile, pretending to be well -behaved.
Mrs. Ling pointed at the yard next door: "Fix it there."
"I am looking for her in the past."
In front of Mrs. Ling, she was still well -behaved. When she skipped the wall and rushed into the house of Fang's house, she was already a murderous look!
When Fengxun found Feng Wu, she found that she was sitting on the crown of the ancient tree with a three -person hug.
Both eyes were closed, and a bite of turbid air was slowly spit out. This is the finished work.
"Well, you are a small dance, you are so abominable! You give me down!" Feng Yan pointed at the Feng Wu on the crown, one -handed fork's waist, very angry!
Feng Wu's heart is a bit false.
PS: On the high -speed rail back to my hometown, in the difficult code ... Oh, ask for a ticket ~