Suddenly, Xiao Yu felt that the chest seemed to be covered by anything, and then looked at the Feng Lingran on the bed. The unspeakable picture called Xiao Yu’s inner collapse.

Does he think he is decontamination?

Xiao Yu’s face was drunk with a drunken face, and he didn’t open his eyes, and even his breathing was a little messy.

"Master... don't do this..."

Feng Lingran's big palm is kneading, and the black scorpion put Xiao Yan's shy red expression into the fundus, and the thin lip pulls a cold sputum.

Master?

The seductive scent of the girl evokes the man's most primitive **, and Feng Ling has some dry mouth. He licks the dry lips, and the faint floating light in the sputum is like bloodthirsty. Wicked beast.

No, it is a dark monster like estrus and bloodthirsty.

The slender fingers twitched the girl's skirt, and he longed for the original action that had never been tried. If he thought about it, he would let his blood swell and he couldn't bear it. In such a long and long period of time, he has never touched any woman, and he has not tasted the ** taste of the dead population.

Xiao Qiang is getting hotter and hotter, her face is red, she is standing here, the clothes are intact, but it seems to be touched by Feng Lingran, not to struggle, not to resist, only let him do whatever he wants.

"Master... Don't!" Xiao Xiao was a little trembling. She saw the unspoken desire in the man's black squat on the bed. She wanted to cry a little. A fearful emotion took her heart and grew bigger. Tears burst into tears, she shuddered and said; "This run-down body has been smashed by Nangong, and now the master is interested in it?"

Feng Ling’s action was awkward, and the **** of the bottom gradually disappeared. It was replaced by a stormy anger. The slender fingers gradually tightened. This should belong to him, but it was stained by the animal of Nangong.

Xiao Xiao’s dizziness is so powerful that tears blur the line of sight. The Feng Ling in front of her eyes is also blurred. She choked and said: “Master, I hate you, you are as annoying as Nangong and Feng Lingran.”

The purple clothes in a corner, hehe! I didn’t do anything for the teacher. It’s all done by Feng Lingran’s beast... The animal is so scheming that the swindler is pressing the soul of the teacher into his body.

Of course, these are Xiao Yu’s unknown.

Xiao Yu finished, whimpered two times, fainted, Feng Ling set her on the edge of the bed, when she passed out, her head unconsciously went to the bed, maybe the next moment will break the blood.

After a thousand miles, a long arm took her over and avoided the bed.

Feng Ling looked at Xiao Yu, who had already passed out, and his eyebrows stunned. The color of desire disappeared. He put the **** the bed again and dressed, and walked to the door with Xiao Yu, who passed out.

A soul was left in the room, and the little face that was similar to Xiao Yu was pale.

What did she see? Xiao Yu took up her body, and now she suddenly became a lonely ghost, and Wang Ye is still in front of her face, almost doing something about Xiao Xiao’s body that is about to break her breath?

The voice of the child seems to be stuck in the eyes of the blind, and the tears keep flowing down, but there is no sound.

Why? Why is God so unfair to her?

All the good things are all given to Xiao Yu, and she, poor, even her own body must be sacrificed, obviously it is almost the youth, obviously is the same delicate face, but the last difference, why should it be so... miserable ?

Yes, her cherished child is ultimately miserable, she refuses to accept, she blames, she hates. She hates Xiao Yu and takes everything away from her.

In her eyes, she gradually shed tears in her eyes. She looked at the body that was about to break her breath. She looked at Xiao Yu and reached out to Xiao Yu’s neck.

"Xiao Wei, you took everything that belongs to me, even my body is not let go, why do you live well? I want you to die, I want you to be like me, become a lonely ghost... ”

People and ghosts, the hands of the children, after all, can not set Xiao Yu to death.

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When Xiao Yu woke up again, it was already a day. After getting up, she licked the painful temple. She drank too much wine yesterday. What happened after the wine came up seemed to be unclear, but it seemed to be in the brain. There is a purple dress pressing her picture.

Xiao Yu shook his head, and his face was a little red. Although the master was sometimes not serious, he would never be cheaper after she was drunk.

Xiao Yu walked out of the door, Feng Ling is no longer in the government, went to the early morning. She heard a snoring sound in the room next door, and her heart slammed and strode over.

Xiao Yu pushed open the door and saw the slaves facing her, the robes were half-faded, and a **** hole smashed Xiao Yu’s eyes.

"Ser, how is this?" Her voice was shaking.

The slave quickly pulled up his robes and turned around. The face of the enchanting charm in the past seemed to have lost a layer of blood at this moment, becoming pale and transparent, as if it would be broken.

"Miss?"

The slaves did not expect that Xiao Yu would come over at this time. The peach blossoms flashed a trace of panic, and his pale lips twitched a glorious smile.

"A little bit hurt, the slave is fine, the lady doesn't have to worry."

The wound was so shocking, Xiao Yu believed that she had nothing to blame.

Xiao Yu walked to the slaves and smelled the smell of **** medicine. The red robe on the chest was darker and more colorful, like reddish and reddish.

Xiao Yu feels that something is falling out of his eyes: "Tell me, who hurts you so seriously?"

When Xiao Yu went to hold the slave hand, he removed his hand, but Xiao Yu still touched the cold.

The slave saw Xiao Hui’s tears in his eyes to roll down. He was a little helpless: "Miss, don’t do this, you are like this... the slaves will feel uncomfortable."

Xiao Yu’s nose was sour and sorrowful: “Sir, isn’t that the sinister Taoist wounded by you?”

She did not forget that when she left the restaurant, she saw the Nangong Temple and she also saw Zhuxu.

Xiao Yu has no doubt that in this world, except for the stupid Taoist priest, no one can hurt the slave.

The slaves saw Xiao Yu, but he nodded slightly. He wanted to take the holy grass in the hands of the emperor when he did not arrive in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. But he did not expect to kill a Nangong halfway.湚 and bamboo deficiency.

The slaves are a dark scarlet, and if they are not, they are already in his hands.

Xiao Yu saw the slave nod, his fingers pressed tightly, and it was really bamboo. He had twice killed the slaves, and she would definitely pay him the same price.

"I am going to find you medicine."

After Xiao Yu finished, he turned and ran out. The slave looked at the back of Xiao Yu’s disappearance. His heart was warm, and no one had cared about him for a long time.

When Xiao Yu found Wan Yuyu, this cockroach had already worn a leather jacket, with impenetrable leather gloves, ready to get on the carriage and go to an extremely cold place.

"Feather Sao Bao, give me some medicine for treating wounds."

"Who is injured?"

Wan Yuyu looked up and down Xiao Yu, she can run and jump, her face is not bad, the injured person should not be her.

"It’s a slave, so don’t talk nonsense, give it to me.”

Wan Haoyu wanted to tease Xiao Yu a few words, see her face is very anxious, the heart can probably guess that the slaves are not hurt, take a medicine bottle from the cuff.

"This medicine is very expensive, it is cheaper for you, one thousand two."

Xiao Yu said nothing, stuffed a thousand and two silver tickets in the hands of Wan Yuyu, grabbed the medicine bottle in his hand, turned and disappeared in the sight of Wan Yuyu.

Wan Yuyu was a little scared. When did the little fox become so generous? One thousand two silver tickets, eyes are not stunned, is that little fox fat?

Suddenly, the figure of the little fox appeared in the line of sight of Wan Yuyu. She stood in the distance, put her hands on her mouth, and made a trumpet. He shouted to him: "Feather Sao, you can help me with one." After the incident, I will give you 100,000."

Wan Yuyu heard the words, wide eyes, just stepped on the carriage, almost fell off the carriage.

One hundred thousand two.

I am dripping my mother!

Wan Yuyu’s eyes turned into a silver ticket. When Xiao Xiao’s figure disappeared, he jumped from the carriage and said loudly: “Wait... wait for this son...”

"Yu Gongzi, are we still going to the snowy mountains?"

Xiao Yan chased after the question.

Wan Yuyu waved his hand and his eyes sparkled with golden light: "Go and go... Go later, wait for the son to earn 100,000."

Xiao Yu took the medicine and returned to the regent government. The slave said that she would not let her help the medicine. Xiao Yu had no choice but to give the medicine bottle to the slave, and she walked out the door.

Wan Yuyu ran out of breath, opened the fan, and smiled and asked: "Hey, what do you want this son to do for you? This son will go to you now."

100,000! One hundred thousand two!

Wan Yuyu suddenly discovered that this little fox was more generous than Feng Lingran, and Feng Ling took so many good medicines and never paid a penny.

Xiao Yu hooked his finger on Wan Yuyu, and he followed Xiao Yu and went over.

"Hey, can you say it now?" Wan Yuyu looked excited.

Xiao Yu got his toes, his little hand blocked his mouth, and whispered in his ear.

After listening to Wan Yuyu, the mouth twitched: "Hey, isn't that good?"

Xiao Yan shrugged: "If you don't want to, I will find someone to do it, 100,000, I believe many people will rush to do it."

Wan Yuyu struggled in his heart and gritted his teeth: "Well, I am doing."

The Royal Palace dinner, feasting the ambassador of the Holy See and the ambassador of the Nanlings, of course, there is also a very high-profile person, Zhu Xudao.

Let Confucianism, Liu Shangshu, and Wei Zhongguo see that the bamboo dynasty has different looks, especially the Confucianism. If the eyes can kill, the eyes of the Confucian can make the bamboo dynasty die thousands of times.

The bamboo dynasty is the person who cultivated the Tao, the jealousy and the drink, everyone drinking, he uses the tea to replace the wine.

A palace-dressed palace lady walked to the side of Zhuxu Daochang, with her head lowered, and the clear eyeballs floated away from the position where the phoenix was sitting, seeing a dressed-up big-breasted girl sitting next to Feng Lingran, small The heart of the palace girl suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Dao Chang, slaves add tea to you."