Chapter 587 Miserable Cold Wind (4)

Such a beautiful person can also be called the first beauty in the Tenjin House.

"You want to see me... Is there any happy event to tell me?" The wind was like a pair of squats, sitting up from the chair lazily, and she reached for her, and she would be next to a rabbit with a fruit plate. Into the arms.

The slender fingers gently stroke the hair of the rabbit, and the corners of the mouth hang with a shallow curvature.

The cold wind came back to the gods, and a cold face: "For you, of course, it is a good thing. I am coming to our family to order the Lord. I want to let you enter our home." There is no gold for the waiter, but because the son of our family likes..."

"Fu Chen, throw him out for me!"

Without waiting for the cold wind to finish the words, the sound of the wind is like a cold voice.

In an instant, countless vines were raised at the foot of the cold wind, and he was dragged down.

Only his long voice was left in the air for a long time.

"Our family, the Lord, lets you change your name, change your family name, and sever your relationship with your family...and then..."

boom!

A muffled sound.

The whole world is quiet!

“There are always people who want to break up my country and the country!”

The wind is like a cold smile.

"Snow Wolf, Xiong Yi, closing the door, not allowing him to step into my princess! What kind of ghost thing, I want to marry and only marry the national teacher, what is the stuff of Mujiazi, how far is it to go! ”

......

Outside the door.

The cold wind was thrown on the ground. He just got up and wanted to enter, but he saw the door of the princess's house slammed on it, almost smashing his nose.

His face suddenly became green, his eyes crossed a haze, just turned around, a white robes stood in front of him, his face suddenly froze, his eyes followed the clothes corner, his eyes suddenly tightened...

A handsome and unparalleled face is impressively presented in his eyes.

The man’s gaze is indifferent, his eyes are not shocked, and there is no temperature.

Even the wind is mixed with a hint of chill.

"Pub...the son..." The teeth of the cold wind were shaking and screaming, and they were so scared that they fell.

"You come to find a child?" The sound of the South String is faint, and no emotion can be heard.

"I... I am in the name of the Lord..."

"Well," Nan String looked calm, "No problem."

The cold wind was subconscious and relaxed.

He hadn't had time to talk, and the next second, the whole body froze.

"I have said anyway, anyone who comes to her family... If she hurts her hair, she will leave her life. If she is unharmed, she will leave a leg and go."

The cold wind's cheeks twitched a few times: "The son, I just... just took a few words for her, I didn't hurt her, really."

"Well," the South string is indifferent. "Mujia should...will not make me a person who does not believe in words?"

boom!

The cold wind only felt a pain in his leg, and the whole leg seemed to be abolished, and the slamming slammed on the ground.

His painful face was cold sweat, and he dared not look up at Nanxian.

The man in front of me is like a god, so powerful that no one can resist.

"I welcome you to come back next time, or let him try."

The cold wind gnawed his teeth, and he trembled from the ground. Although the other leg still existed, he had no consciousness. He could only drag this waste leg one step at a time.

Originally, the wind thought that leaving the Princess House would have passed.

(End of this chapter)