It is not allowed to hang on to Xuan.

Xuanyuan Che will be the Lord, but he is a guest.

The inner hall of the palace, Xuanyuan Che, a black gold robes, imposing.

"The cloud is called." Turning to the Xuanyuan Che who wants to go to the main hall, Haoyue took a sentence.

"Go together?" Xuanyuan Chewen heard the sound and looked back at Haoyue. He didn't mind going to the temple to meet.

"Don't go." Haoyue gathered his hair and waved his hand.

Only after receiving the news from Beimu, the attack and defense of the Xiongnu and Xianbei 17 people is approaching the final stage. Ku Zamu is asking her for her opinion. She has to reply.

Seeing the words of Haoyue and then turning around, Xuanyuan Che has a moment of step.

Immediately after the eyes lit up, they did not go outside, but instead came to the moon.

"Why, don't you?" Haoyue heard the footsteps behind him, and did not turn back and threw a sentence.

Without answering Haoyue, Xuanyuan Che only walked into the back of Haoyue, reaching out and picking up the hair of Haoyue, revealing the white neck.

White as if it were a good porcelain, there is nothing at all.

The eyes quickly swelled in joy, and Xuanyuan’s eyes brightened.

Feeling Xuanyuan's movement, after a moment of smashing in the moon, suddenly reacted, raising his eyes and pressing down the voice: "Remove?"

Slowly bent down, Xuanyuan Che in the original there is a little red sand, but there is nothing on the neck, a deep kiss.

No, it completely disappeared.

The poison that was controlled by the island was lifted for more than a decade in the moon.

Did not look back, but that Xuanyuan's heavy kiss has already told Haoyue's answer, his eyes are slightly picking, and a smile has leaked from his mouth.

More radiant than the sun outside the window.