"Is you killing the villagers? Say, who is it that you are instructing you to do?"

Xiao Yu is coldly staring at the man who is almost exactly the same as the slave. Where is this man sacred? Can you refine such a powerful drug, and control people and hallucinations?

The man shook his finger: "Why are the useless villagers, why do I need to do it? As for who told me to do it... If you stay with me for a night, I can consider it and tell you."

His evil sight, sweeping through Xiao's body, this woman looks younger and develops better. He has not seen such a plump woman...

Xiao Yu was disgusted by the sight of a man's sinister evil. He was angry and angry. The man and the slave were a hundred thousand miles away. She really regretted the difference and saved him. He was not eaten by the fox.

Xiao Yu’s palms rushed toward his head, his eyes cold as iron. When his palm was about to be shot on his head, his figure suddenly shattered, like a broken glass, turning into a little starlight and disappearing.

"It's really a hot temper, a small pepper, we will see you again, hehehe..." The voice of the man, floating in the air, the lightness of laughter.

Xiao Yu frowned, the man's voice disappeared, and the surroundings suddenly dimmed, as if he had lost his color and turned black and white. Soon, black and white also gradually disappeared, like a hand, holding a cloth, erased black and white.

"Ink painting" disappeared, and Xiao Yu's eyes gradually brightened and returned to reality from the illusion.

Xiao Yu’s blurred vision became clear. She saw Feng Lingran, who was holding her. She was a little surprised: “Lie Ran, how are you? Slave?”

Xiao Yu came out of Feng Lingran's arms and looked around. She didn't see the figure of the slave. The room was lit by candlelight, and it was late.

Thinking of her illusion, she also fought to the dark, and the man who turned into a slave. When he left, he said that they would see you again. Xiao Yu had a hunch, and soon she would be with the man. see.

Xiao Yu was cold and cold, and she met again. She would not let go of the man.

Feng Lingran reached out and pulled Xiao Yu into her arms. The slender fingers pinched her delicate chin. The black scorpion darkened the darkness and the thin lips twitched: "What happened? Um?"

Xiao Yu’s darkness to the phoenix on the phoenix, grabbed his finger and pulled it down. The twilight flashed: “Do you know?”

Feng Ling snorted and the whole village was slaughtered. He didn't want to know that it was very difficult. The little fox still wants to stare at him?

Xiao Yu felt that he was holding himself tightly, and his face was unpleasant. She licked her lips and put her hands on his shoulders, telling Feng Lingran about the things in the illusion.

Of course, she also skipped the paragraph where the "slaves" undressed and seduce her, and understated what the "slave" said to her.

Feng Lingran's temperament, she is very clear, if it is said more, the man is not allowed to anger to the slave head.

"Why are you in the hallucination a slave? Not me?"

This vinegar tastes sour.

"At that time, you didn't go to the DPRK! It's just that the slaves are with me, there are slaves in the illusion, it's real!"

"I am not realistic?"

"..."

Xiao Yu looked at Feng Lingran with some speechlessness. What happened in the illusion was not something she could decide.

"You are realistic, you are realistic, you are very realistic." Xiao Yu fought in the hallucination for a long time, and the body was very tired. She hit a sigh of relief, and the voice was tired and said: "Feng Lingran, I am tired, I want to sleep." ""

"It seems that you still like to call me with a surname. Tonight I feel it is necessary for you to remember deeply, how to call your husband in the future."

Feng Lingran hit Xiao Xiao, and strode to the bed...

Xiao Yu was suddenly picked up by him, his hands instinctively grabbed his neck, and when he heard his thin lips spit out, Xiao Yan’s eyes widened and realized that he had made a low-level mistake, and she hurriedly changed her mouth.

"Lust..."

Xiao Xiao’s mouth was just opened, and he was placed on the bed by his body. His long body was pressed down and blocked her tiny mouth...

......

The night passed quickly, and at the beginning, Xiao Yu had not yet woken up, and a loud knock on the door was heard at the door.

Xiao Yu was awakened in his sleep, and there were a few bloodshot worms hanging in his shackles. There was no Feng Lingran figure next to him. He always started early, and now he is probably going up early.

"Queen Empress, humble and ask you to save the slave goddess."

The voice of Qin Guan came from the door, and it was hoarse and painful.

Did the slave have an accident?

Xiao Yu was completely awake, and opened the quilt. She grabbed her clothes and put it on her body. When she got out of bed, her legs were a little soft. Last night, Feng Lingran the beast... It was really a special way to make her profound. remember.

Thinking of that method, Xiao Xiao’s white face was red, and some teeth were gnashing. I really didn’t expect that the current Feng Lingran and the great **** had completely merged. Last night, his soul was smashed out and he said his patience. It’s already the ultimate, and it’s not a normal man to endure.

After the animal was sent back to her soul last night, it was still a bit human. His palm was stuck behind her and used her internal force to help her recover.

Xiao Yu opened the door and saw that Qin Guan’s rough face was full of worry. She hurriedly said, “Where is the slave? Take me there.”

"Yes, Queen Empress."

Qin Guan is going very fast. If it is normal, let alone the speed of Qin Guan, even if it is twice as fast as it is now, Xiao Yu can keep up with it, but last night...

Xiao Yu endured discomfort and barely kept up with the pace of Qin Guan.

"What happened to the slave?" Xiao Yu suddenly asked.

"The slave niece has to dig his own eyes." Qin Guanyu flashed through the pain, struggling for a moment, and said: "It is the emperor's purpose, to slaves to leave the palace, slaves do not want to dig their own eyes. ”

He did not expect that the slaves had a feeling for the emperor, and even in order to stay with the emperor, he did not hesitate to dig his eyes.

Qin Guan thought of the expression of the slaves at that time, his heart was like a tie, and the pain was terrible.

Xiao Yu frowned, the delicate face, gradually getting cold, why did Feng Lingran do this?

Xiao Yan certainly does not think that slaves are because they fall in love with Feng Lingran. They want to stay with Feng Lingran. She believes that the slaves’ loyalty will never betray her.

Xiao Yu’s brain suddenly flashed a picture. In the picture in the bath, when Feng Ling went through the slaves, he stopped for a short time. What seemed to be said by the whisper and the slave?

Is it...

Xiaoyan’s temple’s blue-legged jib jumped and jumped. Feng Lingran’s little temper was really enough. Because of that little thing, would the slaves dig their eyes?

"Slave, stop."