The clenched fist of the spirit boy was loosened, and his elbow was auspicious. "Zero, I will give it to you."

She hates watching people cry.

In particular, the crying "flower of the enemy" who is in the rain, even knowing how to deal with it, simply retreats to the side and returns the initiative to auspicious disposal.

"Right and as if you are telling the truth, this palace will not care about you for the time being. Qingluan, Longguang and Yang Bin are at war. This palace is reluctant to have more incidents, embarrassing my emperor, and you can do it for yourself." A glance at her, waved away the blue luan, and sent her back to the ground.

Ling Tong grinned over, "This is over? I thought, you would shoot a shot at her head, and then explain to the emperor, ah, accidentally fired..." [

Anyway, everyone knew clearly that Xuanyuan Yao would never be in trouble to find the queen for a green luan witch.

"It's easy to kill her, but do you think this kind of opponent deserves my **** hands?" He lifted the skirt and tucked the gun back into the holster that was tied to the calf. The harmless Wen Wen looks like a killer.

"The same is true, I really thought how much she was able to endure. In the end, she actually cried and showed us." In the flames, many opponents who stubbornly resisted encountered a lot, but they did not see the tears and the nose. , Ling Tong understands the auspicious helplessness, and his thoughts turn, and he feels funny. "It's better not to circulate this matter today. How do I always feel that Qingluan actually won?"

The little queen touched the tip of her nose and smirked with a heartless boy. "It seems that it is really yeah. I just saw Qingluan crying, and I feel like a bullying bully. Why can't she forcefully go to the end? I am clearly prepared. So many ways to prepare the same greeting to her."