Nanling Country, East Palace.

Early in the morning, a fat little fox, walking with his paws, was not slow and slow to run in the morning.

Behind the little fox, followed by a woman with a very demon charm, her appearance, I am afraid that even the newly selected Nanling first beauty is not as good as her appearance, I do not know how many Dongmen young guards trembled.

The little fox stopped for two laps around the East Palace, tired of becoming a dog, squatting on the ground and gasping.

If you ask why a small person is so hard to lose weight, a small person is just afraid of becoming a person, and the fat Lian Feng Ling can not recognize her.

In the same two laps, the slaves were calm, and a pair of beautiful hands held the little tongue on the ground and gasped, holding them in their arms, rubbing their sleeves and gently wiping off a small, dirty paw. .

"Miss, you are very beautiful now, why bother with the morning exercise so much in the morning?"

The slaves are distressed.

The little fox looked up and took a look at the slave, and the pink tongue that stretched out was shrunk back.

"Hey..." Slave, what kind of medicinal diet did you give me? Fat is so arrogant, how can you exercise and lose weight?

The slaves don't understand the foxes, but they don't spend a lot of time with Xiao Yu. Sometimes they can guess the meaning of Xiao Yu.

The slave's peach blossoms are slightly flashing, this...he wants the lady to get better soon as soon as possible...so...there are some blood medicines that give the mother a big supplement...

"Miss, your health is the most important thing. Feng Qi not only brings good body to the young lady, but also is more beautiful than a thin woman."

"Hey..." The fat is so good, don't you increase the fat? Q8zc

Slave, so lie to me, you probably want to go to heaven?

The slaves took the little fox into the room and personally went to fight a bucket of warm water and waited for the little fox to bathe.

A little fox stretched out his four claws and floated on the water, enjoying the service of the slaves with peace of mind.

It took a long time to get along, and it became more and more like this gentle woman who was single-minded.

After taking a shower, the slaves wiped the little fox's hair with a dry cloth. Seeing the little fox's paw pointed to the outside, the slave smiled and took the little fox out...the sun.

The little fox lay on the rattan recliner, the hair was soft and stretched, and the black lacquered eyes glared at the flat chest of the slave.

Today, its claws secretly touched the slave's chest. It was really an airport in Pingchuan, and there was no Xiaolongbao.

When it becomes a human, it has to help the slaves well and let the slaves stand up.

When the slaves fed the little foxes with tea, the eyes of the little foxes were uncomfortable. The young lady was thinking about something else?

The door opened next door, it was the room of Nangong Temple, and it was Qiulan that came out, and the face could not conceal the joy.

"Go to your Highness and ask him to go back to the East Palace immediately, and say that I have important things to tell."

What does Qiulan do in the house of Nangong? Slave and Xiao Yu don't know, from the look of Qiulan, it should be seen that the former queen woke up.

When the slaves moved, the peach blossoms flashed through the light, reaching out and holding the little fox into his arms, and lowered his voice: "Miss, maybe we can leave this ghost place today."

The little fox's heart trembled. The blood of the former queen was the antidote to the green juice. From then on, it will never be tortured by the green juice, and it will not be as good as death.

The slaves hugged the little fox toward the room of the South Palace. Qiulan stood at the door of the room, reached out and stopped the slave, and saw the little fox in the slave's arms. Although there was not much change on her face, she looked at the little fox. The eyes are a very disliked look. If you carefully scrutinize, you can find the disgust in Qiulan's eyes.

"His Royal Highness has told me that no one can enter the room except me."

Qiulan did not claim to be a "slave" but used "I". She deliberately raised her identity and status in front of slaves and little foxes.

If it weren’t for the young lady, the slave wouldn’t enter the room of Nangong’s house. The smell here made him feel sick.

"It’s just a dog next to Nangong, who do you think you are?"

The slave had not had any contact with Qiulan before, but there was no reason. He hated this woman very much, especially the woman who looked at Xiao Yu’s eyes and gave him the urge to dig her eyes.

"A daring and arrogant sly." Qiulan has never been so embarrassed in this life, her face is blue and purple, raise her hand, and slap a slap in the face of a slave Fan goes.

The slaves sneered at the corners of their mouths, oh, the two slaps sounded, and the fans were not slaves, but Qiulan.

"The martial arts of yours is too shallow, want to hit me? Go back and practice for decades!"

The slave sneer sneered at Qiulan and walked into the room with the little fox in his arms.

"The bamboo is long, please drop this enchanting."

Suddenly a gray figure flashed, and a wave of dust, such as a snake snake wrapped around the neck of the slave, violently pulled back, the slave's neck hurt, fell out of the room.

Qiulan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the twilight dull look at the slave who was wrapped around his neck. This bamboo virgin is a tall man, and he is also invited to pay special attention to the slave, this enchanting, His Royal Highness did not think so early. To the slaves, but this enchanting is too much, so insulting her not to say, but also hit her slap in the face, want to break into the room of the former queen to take blood.

The slave's nails rose wildly, grabbed the dust on his neck, and wanted to tear it apart, but somehow his nails couldn't break a white hair on the dust.

The little fox saw it and was in a hurry. It climbed onto the shoulder of the slave, opened his mouth, and bite the dust with the dog's teeth. It was strange to say that the slave's nails couldn't break the dust, but the little fox bites off a white hair.

Oh...

The dust was taken back from the neck of the slave.

A gray robe is standing not far away, a very young gray-clothed Taoist, looks handsome, does not laugh, and the eyes that are not in the dust, like the people who are about to become feathers.

This person, no phoenix is ​​very beautiful, and there is no such thing as Nangong 湚, but it has a unique temperament that makes people look far away from it.

The bamboo imaginary road took back the dust, the fingers gently stroked the white hair, and lost a poke. His fingers stayed under the broken position, and there seemed to be a disappointment.

"The little man, you better not be against me, lest you ruin your practice for so many years."

The slave’s neck was red-printed, and the pointed nails scared the guards who saw it. Even the slaves who learned that the slaves came out of the Kyushu Castle’s forbidden palace also took a leap. The long, red, pointed nails were terrified.

Zhu Xudao long line of sight turned to the face of the slave demon charm, no normal man saw the stunning color of the beauty, his heart was as calm as water.

"The obstacles, since they have been dead for so many years, should be safe in the ground, not to harm the world."

"Hey..." The little fox's front paw pointed at the bamboo sin and long, angry and straight.

If you are a dead person, you should die in the Taoist temple instead of being nosy here.

The bamboo virgins saw the little fox in the arms of his slaves in his arms, and the scorpion flashed through the different colors. He suddenly stepped forward, and Lingbo stepped in the way, and immediately reached the slaves, grabbing the slaves in his arms. The little fox, with a wave of whisk in the other hand, took the slaves back a few steps.

"Stupid Taoist, you dare to move me a little hair, I will destroy your hall full of doors,"

The slave's fingers trembled, and the dust in the hands of the bamboo creed had the Buddha's light, and it was the strongest weapon to restrain his femininity.

The slave's enchanting face is blue, so a Nangong squatting, so despicable to this point, he can't beat him, please come to the stupid priest to deal with him.

Zhu Xudao naturally does not put the threat of slavery in his eyes. He wants to kill this obstacle and it is easy.

The hand of Zhu Xudao’s hand suddenly came a pain, and was bitten by the little fox. The blood quickly stained the back of his hand. The little fox’s mouth was still unwilling to loosen, as if to bite off a piece of meat in his hand.

"You don't belong here."

Zhu Xudao smashed his eyebrows, his fingers bounced on the little fox's nose, it loosened his mouth, the nose hurts sour, and the sour tears almost fell.

Xiao Yu was shocked. This stupid priest has two sons. Can you see that she does not belong here?

Should this stupid priest not kill her as a shackle?

The little fox trembled and thought that he was a seven-tailed fox. Now Nangong is quite rare. If this wicked priest kills it, Nangong will not let go of this stupid priest.

Also, if Feng Ling knew that it was dead, he would not let go of this stupid priest.

Feng Lingran has cold poison in his body and needs its blood.

Wan Yuyu is so concerned about Feng Lingran, and should not let go of this stupid priest.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu slowly calmed down, and the cost of killing her was too great. This stupid priest looked less stupid.

"I can send you back to where you were."

what?

what? The little fox eyes screamed, didn't he? Does this stupid priest want to send her back to modern times?

"You have not finished your life."

The little fox heard this and almost didn't laugh.

Nonsense, it is alive now, of course, Yang Shou is not finished.

The slave child stared at the bamboo emptiness, and seemed to be waiting for the opportunity to grab the little fox from the hand of Zhu Zhidao.

When Qiu Lan heard the long words of bamboo, he was shocked. Is this little fox also a enchanting?

No wonder it will turn into an adult shape. Now it seems that this fox confuses His Highness and let His Royal Highness think it is a spiritual fox. In fact, it is not at all.

Qiulan thought that the fox would **** the man's spirit and soul. She was shocked and asked: "The bamboo is long, is this little fox a fox? It has been with the prince for so long, will it be harmed? Your Highness?"

Not far from Nangong, when he heard Qiulan, his face changed slightly.

"Shut up, Qiulan, it's a fox."

Zhu Xudao looked at the Nangong Temple, and gave a slight gift. He said: "The girl who is said by Qiulan is right. It is not a fox. It is a fox, but it is still a young fox. It has not formed. If the climate continues to be with the Highness, if it forms a climate, it will probably damage the yang of the Highness."

"Stinky Taoist, don't be alarmist here, return the lady to me, I will take her out of here now, and will never harm any of you."