Feng Lingran's face eased a bit. The original demon king regarded the little fox as a kind of similar, and let it leave.

Feng Lingran clears the scorpion: "Small seven, who told you to talk to the lady like this? There is no humbleness, and retreat."

Xiaoyiyi’s face stayed, the master, the family is maintaining you, how can you unite with the lady? Counting the little seven one?

Xiaoqi touched a gray nose and slid back to the back.

Bai Mu "hehe" and laughed very brightly. She opened her lips and said silently to him with her lips: "Live it."

The face of Xiaoqiqi is blue.

Magic cave.

A white man wins the snow and sits on the magic stone bench. His jade fingers hold a piece of wood. When he finishes watching it, the wood is self-igniting and turns into ash among his fingers.

His fingers are safe and sound, still white like the most beautiful jade in the world.

"Master, the demon king wants to join hands with you to destroy the Protoss. The sorcerer thinks this is a very good opportunity. The master can use the demon king to revenge." Bamboo slips are brought back by the sorcerer, when the demon king gave him, He has already explained to him the contents of the bamboo slips.

There was a cold revenge in the eyes of Kanmo.

"Hey, can you be in Penglai?" Nangong 湚 looks calm, he asked faintly.

Kan devil, the brain circuit is not as flexible as Nangong, he is talking about revenge, Nangong湚 suddenly asked Xiao Yu?

Kanmo mentioned a bit angry: "Mrs. is in Penglai, but she is very good with Feng, Master, you forgot her!"

Nangong 湚 looks like a genius, just hook your fingers, those women will fly over, there is no need for a Xiao Yu, all day long.

Nan Gongyi smiled low and smiled in the middle of the battle: "If you can forget, you have forgotten it."

He worked hard, and he couldn't forget the **** woman.

Suddenly, a fierce blast broke out and the ground of the magic cave swayed.

After the stunned shock, his face showed ecstasy: "The little master is out, and the sorcerer goes to see the little master."

Kanmo instantly disappeared in place.

When Nangong sees it, the black scorpion flashes a little complicated, and the sorcerer may not even discover it. As long as it is anything of the ink, the sorcerer will rush to the first time. The enchanting eyes are no longer a cold-blooded demon. The ones are gloomy and cold.

Kanmo has popularity, and there will be gentleness and kindness in talent.

The sorcerer rushed to the place where the ink was retreat. The face that was blown up here was all-in-one. A shining male doll appeared in the eyes of the sorcerer. The male doll was about three or four years old. The pink face was not open, but it was very Beautiful.

The milky white skin on his body is like a dazzling jade in the sun.

The sorcerer saw God, and the male doll was too beautiful.

The male doll saw the enchantment, smiled at him, and neatly millet teeth, and turned cute: "The empire is uncle, the ink is morphed into an adult shape."

The heart of Kanmo’s heart shook, and there was a hot heat flow in his eyes. He raised his hand and tried to test his tears. He said excitedly: “The little master is good.”

Moe ran over and rushed into the enchantment.

Kanmo was so excited that he held the ink in his arms, and the rough fingers touched the boy's delicate skin. He seemed to be afraid of breaking the boy, and he hurriedly put the ink down.

Ink looked at him with a puzzled look. Every time he threw himself into the enchantment, the sorcerer was very happy, and he couldn’t bear to let it go.

"The little master is very delicate, and the sorcerer will go to the little master to get a suit."