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She never had to spend so much effort, she could play it directly, but this time, the opponent is Mr. Zuoqiu, who is the first wise man in the Middle East, so she can't have a trace of details.

Otherwise, she will never be robbed!

Because the people around here are all Dongsang people, once her identity is exposed... waiting for her, there are only two choices: early death and late death.

From the mouth of the scriptures, Feng Dance asked his life to ask questions about his life habits. Even he and Mr. Zuoqiu were very clear.

Step by step, see the phoenix dance began to set his robe, he suddenly panic.

"You, what do you have to do?" The voice of the scriptures trembled, and he was a little panicked.

Feng Wu smiled and looked at him: "What do you think?"

She actually put makeup on his face, very quickly.

Because you need to refer to the various expressions on the face of the scriptures.

This time, Feng Dance really used 12 points of effort.

She deliberately stimulated the scriptures with words, and saw what it was like to be shocked on the face of the scriptures. What kind of joy is like, what is pain like...

She must grasp the subtle changes in her face.

Because the details determine success or failure.

Of course, during this period, the scriptures were tossed by the phoenix dance.

His emotions are almost collapsing.

Someone will give him hope for a while, let him despair in a while, let him be in **** for a while, like being in paradise for a while?

The big ups and downs are too fast, and the scriptures are all mad by the phoenix dance.

When the scriptures were quickly tossed and mad, we were smart and fascinated, and the lovely Feng Xiao dance turned around.

When she turned around again, the eyes were already showing the look before the scriptures.

The phoenix's horrified expression swears in the following: "Who are you? What are you doing?!"

Walk word: "!!!"

I am Nima!

This dress, this face, this expression, this tone... is exactly the same as when he was frightened!

Even the footsteps themselves feel that this Nima is his mail!

However, she is not tall, and the scriptures are still a 12-year-old boy. The skeleton is slender, and the phoenix dance is specially dressed... There is no difference in the back!

The scriptures are scared and crying!

Feng Dance patted his head and smiled and said: "Children, you are here, waiting for me to finish the task, I will come back and put you away."

Walkman: "You will let me go?!"

Feng Wu nodded: "Of course, this is for sure."

Walkman: "You, you, what do you want to do?!"

Feng Wei’s weird eyes looked at the scriptures: “You still don’t know what I am going to do now?”

The scriptures were still confused at first, but soon, his face was terrified!

Step by phrase: "You and you - you should not be..."

Feng Dance nodded calmly.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" The scriptures shook his head like a rattle. "The fairy fruit has my teacher personally guarding. How can you steal it? You do, dream, let's go!"

Feng dance laughs: "Small boy, how can you say that it is stolen? Can you take it, yours, understand?"

The scriptures are excited and want to pick up and phoenix dance theory.

Phoenix Dance: "Well, I am so excited, don't be excited. You can sleep well now, and when you wake up, everything will pass."

Feng dance directly waved.

The poor little boy, just fainted.