What he wants, nothing?

In the dark blue eyes of Nangong Temple reflecting the magic stone, it seems that there is a beautiful and beautiful person. From the past to the present, he wants her.

But she is against him, and she refuses and stays again and again.

He does not blame her, he first hurt her.

He thought that time can make up for everything, as long as he is good to her, what happened once will be smoothed.

However.

Her heart is only Feng Lingran, he is no better for her, she is also invisible.

Nangong 湚 slowly lifted the palm of his hand, such as jade slender fingertips, some slight trembling, man and devil, is between a thought, he does not want to do this, but in the practice of Jiushengyu, compared to Feng Lingran, It is too slow.

He didn't want to be too far from Feng Lingran. He still had the woman in his heart. If the gap was too far, he would never be able to take her back.

When Nangong’s fingertips were about to touch the magic stone, he suddenly remembered the woman’s delicate body, as if a pressure would be broken in his arms and merged with him.

Nangong twilight gradually faded, thinking of being in Nanling, if he is not such a gentleman, perhaps she has already become his person, perhaps her heart, will not die with Feng Lingran.

Nangong Yi thought of this, his heart was tied with what was smashed, and the light suddenly changed, like a sharp knife, with a **** glow.

"Small masters, slaves have helped you get through the magic veins, you can absorb the power of the magic stone, they are slaves for you, only for you."

The magical objects are unfolding, and the black magic is lingering around him. The voice of the demon charm seems to be pulling the Nangong Temple, and the jade-white slender fingertips are on the magic stone.

When Nangong 湚 returned to God, his fierce pupil flashed through the wrong, steady magic, madly plunging into his fingertips, leading his arm and flowing into his sea of ​​gods.

Want more.

This kind of thought grew wildly in Nangong's brain. He stared at the scorpion of the magic stone, and it became a very dark ink blue. It seemed to cover a layer of surging magic. His entire palm was attached to the magic stone.

The magic gas is like a stormy wave, madly rolled into the sea of ​​his gods, and he is shocked to discover that this moment, the magic gas has helped him break through the holy world...

Fengfu.

After Nanhua Jun finished the pulse for Xiaoqi, the bottom of the flash was amazed, and it was a moment, disappearing without a trace. He took two medicinal herbs from his sleeve and gave him a small seven. He said faintly: After two days, you can walk down the ground."

Xiaoqi’s beautiful eyes rolled in tears and didn’t dare to set the channel: “I... can I really walk around?”

In these few days, the master also invited him to the good doctors in the Holy Land. Even the elders of the refinement of Jiushengyu were invited. They were helpless, saying that his meridians were broken and he could save his life. It is not easy. Maybe I have spent the rest of my life in bed.

Nan Huajun smiled faintly: "You are a friend of your nephew, how can I lie to you?"

"I... I don't mean that... Nanhua Jun, thank you for saving me." Xiaoqi sincere thanks, my heart is also very clear, Nanhua Jun is because of Xiao Yu, will come to Fengfu to save him.

Nan Huajun deliberately mentioned that he is a friend of Xiao Yu. He hoped that Xiao Qi would record this kind of love in Xiao Yu’s body.

In the moment when Xiaoqi swallowed medicine, Nanhua Jun turned and walked away. He saw the white back of Nanhuajun gradually drifting away. My heart suddenly thought, why is Nanhuajun so good to Miss Sister? Does Nanhua Jun also like Miss Sister?

Oops!

Nanhuajun is so good, and she is still thinking about her sister. The master has encountered a powerful rival.

For a moment.

A white rabbit sneaked in and jumped to the bed of Xiaoqi.

Xiaoqi’s calm baby face, immediately like an explosion, screams and swears: “Dead rabbit, you haven’t finished your mother! I’ve offended you once, are you **** revenge every day?”

The little rabbit was almost shocked by the Hedong Griffin of Xiaoqi. It smashed the ears that stood up, and the stinky man recovered and was noisy.

The bunny ignored the little seven, and the ruby-like eyes stared at his mouth like a knife, but the bite was very soft.

Xiaoqi saw the little rabbit staring at his mouth with no good intentions. The beautiful eyes slammed loudly: "What do you want to do? You dare to bite Laozi’s mouth, and Lao Tzu told you not to die."

The little rabbit gave the little seven a white eye, and when he bowed his head, he blocked the mouth of Xiaoqi. Xiaoqi wanted to raise his hand and smash the dead rabbit that was shameless. His hand seemed to be acupuncture points, and he could not move. .

The bunny sucked up enough blood, and didn't love it at all. He patted his buttocks and ran off the bed. He didn't bother to look at Xiaoqi's angry, red, and angry baby face.

The rabbit is in a place where there is no one in Fengfu. A white smoke rises. It turns into an adult, faces the sun, stretches out his fingers, and her eyebrows are pleasantly stretched. She has recovered all the aura, and she found a secret. It may be that the stinky man ate the snake meat. His blood contains aura. She only needs to smoke a little bit every day, and she can do more with less.

The bunny was very happy. The stinky man almost killed her twice. She is now taking a little bit of his blood every day. It’s kind of killing him without killing him.

He also has only this residual value.

"Do we really have to wait for the waste? He is just a slave. It is no better than where we are. Why do we ask us to serve him?"

When the bunny was about to leave, he suddenly heard two screaming voices.

"He is a man of the big man. It is no longer the past. The big son is the lord of the phoenix. The dog slaves around him are also ascended to the sky. Unlike us, following the young master, it is always a slave who is flat."

"Hey, the chicken dog has risen to the sky, and it is still a chicken dog. It can't be a phoenix or a roaring dog. I don't wait for him to use the chamber pot. I am afraid I can't help but cut his dirty stuff."

Say it! Then I will smash the chamber pot in my hand and be stopped by another.

"Okay, it’s okay to confess. It’s a big man, after all, you offended him, the big man blamed, we don’t know how we die.”

Yuan General's House.

When Ouyang Elder came over, the generals were making a family feast. It turned out to be the 60th birthday of the old general.

Elder Ouyang put the murder of Xiao Yu and told him to go to General Yuan. "Your father, the elder, will not bother you, wait until you finish things, your reward, your father's birthday, this The elders will make up together and will never treat you badly."

General Yuan suddenly said: "Elder Ouyang, the mother of Xiao Yu, you handed me over to me, killing with Song Pingyong in the prison? Or how to deal with it?"

Euyang Elder frowned and asked deeply: "How did General Yuan suddenly care about Xiao Yu's mother?"

General Yuan’s heart screamed and screamed, and the surface remained calm. He smiled and said: “I don’t want to ask Ouyang elders to do things. How to deal with Song Pingyong?”

Elder Ouyang said coldly: "Kill the dog."

General Yuan’s words, as if he had been acupuncture points, killed the dog, what should he do? What about his most loved woman?

Seeing that Ouyang’s elders are leaving, Yuan’s general is in a hurry, because he knows that Ouyang’s elders will immediately kill the aunt Song.

But now he will stop the elders of Ouyang, and it will certainly cause the suspicion of Eurasia elders, even worse.

"The elders stayed, the lord sent a small one, and asked the elders to join the birthday party." A man in the guardian costume stood at the door and stopped the elder Ouyang.

General Yuan’s heart was shocked, and this voice, he recognized, was the voice of An Zhenjin.

The elder Ouyang suddenly turned around and looked at Yuan General.

General Yuan’s back was covered with a layer of cold sweat, and he laughed and said: “My father has long been the name of Ouyang’s elders, and Ouyang’s elders gave me a face to go to my father’s birthday feast!”

I also heard An Zhenjin added: "The lord has prepared a hundred years of cold scent, please elder Ouyang to drink."

Ouyang elders heard the words, the eyes flashed a surprise light: "Your master has a hundred years of cold scent?"

An Zhenjin said with a smile: "The lord knows that ordinary wine is not qualified to entertain Ouyang elders, and he took out the treasures of the collection for a hundred years, and asked Ouyang elders to enjoy his face."

Euyang elders did not refuse, and accepted it with a smile. He loves wine, idiots, and knows clearly. This cold scent is not a general wine, let alone a hundred years of cold scent?

If he knew that Yuanfu had such a good wine and told him to leave, he would not leave.

When An Zhenjin took the elders of Ouyang to the banquet, Yuan’s general was in a cold sweat. His father didn’t even have the ordinary Hantan incense. Where is the centuries-old cold scent?

Deceiving Eurasia elders is a price to pay.