Fate?

Xiao Yu sneered in his heart, Luo Yuan was beaten into a pig's head, his brain was also broken?

"I don't think this is a fate, and I don't want to meet people like you. This glass of wine, you still drink it yourself!"

Xiao Yu is very direct, Luo Yuan, a perverted disgusting person, she is not willing to do even the surface, nor is it necessary.

"I am such a person? What kind of person am I? Xiao Yu, I respect you with kindness and kindness. If you don't give me such a feeling, it will be excessive." Luo Yuan black 眸 flashed through the cold star, fingers pinched the wine cellar The bones are white.

Luo Yuan is very angry. Xiao Yan is so arrogant in the face of so many people.

Xiao Yu looked at Luo Yuan with some funny laughs. Should this pig head be self-inflicted?

Xiao Yu said with amazement: "Luo Yuan, you dirty, awkward, perverted, indecent, do not know who you are?"

The wine cellar in the hands of Luo Yuan, shouted, broken.

He was irritated by Xiao Yu, and his palm was slammed on the table. He said coldly: "Xiao Wei, you are too much. If you want to die, I will fulfill you now."

The purple robes are beautiful, the dark light flashes, his fingers are playing, the wine cellar in his hand is like a sharp weapon, flying toward Luo Yuan, Luo Yuan’s eyebrows squatting tightly, wanting to avoid, the wine cellar It was already in front of me, and I couldn’t take my hand on his face.

A slamming sound.

The black meteorite mask on Luo Yuan's face was broken, and an unrecognizable pig's head face fell into the eyes of everyone. The right cheek of the pig's head and the red blood flowed out. It was terrible.

Looking at this face, food is hard to swallow.

The cold voice of the purple enchantress said: "I am afraid that you still don't have the ability, but you can fulfill it, even though it is ugly."

Against this pig's head face, went to hell, afraid that the king can not recognize who he is?

The Nangong 湚 月 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 洛 洛 洛 洛 洛 洛 洛

Luo Yuanzhen will not see that Nangong is to maintain Xiao Yu?

He suddenly stood up, glanced at the wide sleeves, snorted and turned away.

Nangong, do you think that you can get Xiao Yu, you can protect Xiao Yu? There is no you in her heart, you don't kill Feng Lingran, Xiao Yu will never belong to you, only to kill Feng Lingran, Xiao Yu will truly belong to you.

A secret voice was introduced into the ear of Nangong Temple. The Nangong Temple was lifted and looked away from Luoyuan, which was like a painted eyebrow.

Nangong Temple quickly moved away from the line of sight. The old Huangmen, who was around him, had already picked up the wine for him. His jade white fingers picked up and paused in the direction of Xiao Yu.

"Hey, I’m not paying for you."

Nangong’s eyes flashed through the cold, and Luo Yuan was too arrogant. He would not let Luo Yuan have a chance to hurt Xiao Yu. If Luo Yuan was dare, he would let Luo Yuan die.

Hey, hey, you are sincere, but you can't see the true heart of you.

Xiao Yu took a look at Nangong, but before he had time to take the wine cellar, "Feng Lingran" took the wine cellar in front of her.

His brows, a slight jump, stared at the wine cellar in the hands of "Feng Lingran", his eyes flashed in different colors, like a sigh of relief, and a tight breath.

"This wine, I drank the Queen of the Queen."

When the purple clothes raise their hands, they are about to drink the drinks...

"Hey, you can give Jindan to you." Nangong said suddenly.

Xiao Yu grabbed the arm of the purple dress, and the delicate little face contained a smile: "Is this true? Is there any other condition?"

Nangong sneered, the face of the fascinating appearance, laughing like a spring breeze, stunned, but Xiao Yu knows that Nangong’s smile is the most perfect disguise.

"Hey, you are not as bad as you think." His tone was soft, and Xiao Yu’s eyes were gentle. It seemed to completely ignore Xiao Feng’s “Feng Lingran” and regarded Xiao Yu as his own woman.

"Well, I believe that you are not so bad, this alcoholism, I drank."

After Xiao Yu finished, he took the wine cellar from the hands of "Feng Lingran".

When I saw it, my eyes flashed and I was worried. The fingers in my sleeves gradually tightened. I couldn’t do this because she couldn’t do this. Qiulan would kill her family.

At the moment.

Luo Yuan left the hall of the dinner and touched his face. The blood was wet with his palms. He looked at the bright red in his palm, and smiled sullenly: "Oh, I will not let you pass." of."

Luo Yuan took out a folded piece of cloth from his arms, wrapped in a few blue silks, black and black, delicate and beautiful, and his mouth curled up with a cold smile, sticking the blue silk to his blood.

"Xiao Wei, you make people beat the face of the face of the old man, this account, I will count with you tonight."

When Luo Yuan wants to apply a blood curse to Qingsi, Qiu Lan does not know when he has come over...

Luo Yuan swollen into a slit of eyes and groaned: "What are you doing?"

Qiulan glanced at the blue silk and blood in his hand and said with a smile: "I am coming, of course, to help you."

Luo Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiu Lan's pretty face. He reached out and touched her face: "Qiu Lan, what is your sinister way? Despite saying it, Laozi does not kill Xiao Yu and Feng Lingran. If the evil in the heart is hard to eliminate, it will not be happy."

Qiulan was disgusted in his heart, but his face was not exposed, let him stick blood, and the disgusting fingers touched her white cheeks: "Xiao Yu has already drunk the poison you gave, you want to deal with her better, just follow I come."

His Majesty is already dissatisfied with Luo Yuan. If Luo Yuan applies a blood curse to Xiao Yu in the Imperial Palace, His Majesty will surely find out that by then, he will certainly not be able to spare Luo Yuan.

Xiao Yu’s monk will not die completely. What she has to do is to be foolproof.

She planned for so long, and wanted to get rid of Xiao Yu’s monk and clean up the scourge for her majesty. Now she finally waits until this day. She must succeed and cannot fail.

Luo Yuan's twilight fretting, he certainly believed in Qiulan, when she brought him to Nanling, he had a deal with Nangong.

Luo Yuan fingers pinched her chin, and Yin smiled: "I didn't expect that you still have some skills. I have not been able to let Xiao Yu drink poison. You have the ability to let Xiao Yu drink poison? Who helped you? ?"

Qiulan’s face moved a little, and he opened his mouth and escaped his nasty finger: “It’s your majesty.”

Luo Yuan was incredible and shocked: "Nan Gongzhen is not very concerned about Xiao Yu? How can he help you?"

The color of Qiu Lan was dark and dark, saying: "Your Majesty does not know that the wine in Xiao Yu is poisonous." If you know, your majesty will not let Xiao Yu drink the wine.

Luo Yuan haha ​​laughed: "If Nan Gong knows the truth in the future, I don't know if it will kill you? Or will you regret yourself?"

Qiulan’s twilight flashed dissatisfaction: “You think too much, and you have a Xiaoyan death. There will be more women under your arm. If you leave Xiao Yu’s life, you will regret it in the future.”

When Luo Yuan smiled, the face of the pig had a pain. He smiled coldly and said: "Xiao Yu’s poison is on the verge of attack. You will take me to a better place. I want to make Xiao Yu die and die. ""

Qiu Lan nodded and brought Luo Yuan directly to the Queen Mother. The poison in Xiao Yu’s body was attacked. His Majesty would definitely associate with Luo Yuan. He is only here, it is the safest, and only here is the perfect blood curse. Finished.

When the Queen Mother came back to see Qiulan, she looked at Qiu Lan’s arm with an anxious look and asked, "Qiu Lan, can you find Moh?"

Qiulan’s eyes flashed through the calculations and comforted: “The Queen Mother is in a hurry. I found Luo Yuan’s son. He can figure out the whereabouts of the small hall.”

When the Queen Mother looked at Luo Yuan, when he was about to speak, he was shocked by his unrecognizable pig's head face: "You are Mr. Luo Yuan? Your face... Your face..."

Luo Yuan raised his hand and covered his ugly face with long sleeves.

Qiulan said to Luo Yuanyuan: "It is Xiao Yu, she is cuddling with her beggars, and unscrupulously asked people to make Mr. Luo Yuan like this. Mr. Luo Yuan is really pitiful."

The Queen Mother pinched her fingers and angered: "This woman is too much. The House of Sorrow will never let her stay in the palace of Nanling, and harm the people in the palace."

Qiulan sighed and said: "Your Majesty is now in love with Xiao Yu, even if the Queen Mother is the mother of her Majesty, and for the sake of Xiao Yu, it may not listen to the Queen Mother."

The Queen Mother gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't listen to the mourners, you will die for him."

Qiu Lan’s heart is a joy, if the Queen Mother is forced to die, his Majesty will definitely take the Queen Mother as the weight.

However, now that there is no need for the Queen Mother to drive away Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu will die. The purpose of Qiu Lan’s remarks is that when Xiao Yu is dead, his Majesty will not sin on her.

Luo Yuandao: "The Queen Mother, Luo Yuan has suffered a little injury, this is nothing. Now I ask the Queen Mother to find a quiet room, let Luo Yuan calculate it, and the whereabouts of the small hall will be known."

Qiulan suddenly added: "When the Queen Mother, when Mr. Luo Yuan is counted, he must not let anyone go in and disturb. If someone disturbs Mr., it will not only be able to trace the whereabouts of the small hall, but also lead to rebellion. Both Mr. and His Royal Highness will Refused to varying degrees."

The Queen Mother heard a word and was shocked. She immediately said, "Do not worry! The House of Sorrow will never let anyone go in and disturb Mr. Luo Yuan. Even the nephew will not allow him to go in and disturb Mr."