Chapter 366, Master of the Darkening of the Master (54)

Bai Weiwei nodded, then the long skirt fluttered, the wind flew, and the gesture of a fairy immortal came to the round table.

There are many young people around, and there are many men and women who are busy.

It looks very lively.

Bai Weiwei looked around and seemed to be looking for something.

Ning Yishang has come to her side, although she still has a respectful look, but her eyes are more and more horrible.

He heard her whisper, "What about Yu Chen?"

Just after this sentence was finished, Bai Weiwei felt that her back was cold and she felt someone stuffing ice in her clothes.

The vicious man on the top of the head set a bloodline and rose again.

This represents Ning Yishu is particularly uncomfortable.

Bai Weiwei has never taken such a slap-up task. She stabilized her expression and kept looking for Yu Chen.

In the poor memory of the original book, there was a time when she did work with Yu Chen.

And still get along well.

So she said so, it is not a mess.

Suddenly, a huge lupin fan flew away with brilliant eyes.

A man in white, romantic, sitting gracefully on the fan.

"Wei Wei, I heard that you are looking for a cultivator, I will go out."

Bai Weiwei died of fish eyes for a while, then immediately adjusted the state, laughing shy, "Yu Chen brother."

Yes, in memory, that little paragraph gets along, Yu Chen and Bai Weiwei are called each other.

Good brother.

Good sister.

Two pretentious forces.

Yu Chen fell in front of her, the huge feather fan became smaller, he reached out and took it, elegant fan.

"Sister, I haven't seen you for twenty years. You are even more beautiful." Yu Chen smiled softly.

"Brother... Brother, I haven't seen you for twenty years. You have already been in the late stage of the gods." When Bai Weiwei called his brother, he almost bit his tongue.

The top of the mountain is big, and the two people are long-sleeved and long-sleeved. It is like a fairy monk. It is long and leisurely, and it is so windy and swaying.

[Hey, my most beautiful and beautiful medal is activated. 】

[Lighting board, ps plus beautiful pictures, many beautiful women on the scene to carry out ugly graffiti...]

Suddenly, everyone on the scene felt that this was very pleasing to the gods and monks.

Everything around it was bleak and radiant, and it felt that only Bai Weiwei was so beautiful.

And Bai Weiwei also heard, the king BGM sounded.

[bgm king's song - the speaker picked up: the largest **** factory in the real world closed down! Huang He, the boss of the **** egg, owes 350 million yuan to eat and drink, and ran with his little sister-in-law! We have no way to hold a beautiful woman to pay wages. The original price is more than one hundred, two hundred, more than three hundred peerless beauty, all nine nine! Nine nine! 】

Bai Weiwei: "..."

The system explained: "This background music can stimulate the desire of people in the body to compete. When the supermarket is discounted, is it that people are particularly crazy to buy? When Taobao is nine or nine, it will make you special. Want to buy?"

Bai Weiwei: "..."

System comfort: "Sometimes the big custom is big, you... hold on."

Bai Weiwei felt that she could not hold it.

I knew that I would choose to cook, she was nothing to be the first beauty.

In the end, it actually fell to nine pieces of nine.

When Yu Chen saw her, she didn't know what to do, and there was a special desire to plunder.

He smiled a little. "Good sister, my brother will go to defeat those people and come to marry you."

Bai Weiwei maintains a smile mask. "Let's go..."

Ning Yishu stood on one side, and the wind blew through his bangs, revealing his calm, stagnant eyes.

14

The song of the king bgm is a segment of the ghosts on the network. The original paragraph is: Wenzhou, Zhejiang, Wenzhou, Zhejiang, the largest leather factory, the Jiangnan Leather Factory has closed down! The octopus boss Huang He ate and gambled, owed 350 million, and ran with his little sister-in-law. We have no way to take a wallet to pay wages. The original price is more than three hundred, more than two hundred, more than one hundred wallets, all through 20, all through 20! Yellow Crane, bastard, you are not a human, we have worked hard for you for half a year, you do not pay, you still have my hard-earned money, but also my hard-earned money!

This is the original. It seems that the writer who sold the purse was writing a copy for the purchase of the bag.

Anyway, when I first listened, the life of laughter could not take care of myself.

I am afraid that if I am too long to fill the water, I will simply modify it. This is not original, it is a network segment.

(End of this chapter)