However, when the cloud ink is closed, it does not move and is not heard.

Huaqi has a vomiting blood in the moon, this guy clearly ignores her!

"Cloud time ink! You are looking for death!" Hua Xiyue finally became angry, and began to gather aura in his palm, step by step toward the cloud when the ink went.

Clouds and inks are as old as the oldest, and there is no fear of the approaching flowering month.

Huashang’s palms are lifted up, and when they head toward the clouds, they go to the clouds!

When I saw the time of the cloud, the flower and the moon sensed his qi, and it was also a perfect day. I didn’t expect two gods, so I had to catch up with the clouds.

If it is really necessary to fight now, it is estimated that Yun Mo may not be able to defeat her for a while.

When the cloud inks open his eyes, he will not be stupid enough to let the flowers and plants fall into the palm of his hand. If he hits his brain, isn't it a life?

Yun Shimo quickly grasped the hand of Hua Xiyue. The two men had the same strength. For a moment and a half, Hua Yuyue couldn’t even get back, and Yun Mo ink couldn’t move her.

"I am with Princess Qianyang... There is no round room, but the moon, do you not want to think about why?" Clouds in the eyes of the ink in the eyes of a gentle, flowery month but staring coldly at him.

"Oh, your husband and wife, I still don't want to know!" Hua Xiyue gave him an angry look. "Let's let go! If it's not for God's sake, I will kill you directly!"

When the cloud sighed, "The moon... I have not been good this year."

Huasu month is not angry and laughs, "Hehehe... You are not good? Is it better for me? Clouds and ink! I almost went crazy to find the gods, if not Ji Feng, they silently enlighten me by my side, accompany me. I have been crazy for a long time!"

When Hua Xiyue mentioned it here, he suddenly felt that the inner hatred was even stronger.

When the cloud's big hand is like a steel tongs, she can't get back her own hands, so she evokes the demention coldly!

"Dementing!"

When the cloud looks at the cold eyes of Hua Xiyue, his face changes slightly, and the flowers are low and drink: "Let go!"

However, the dementor actually failed, and Yun Mo ink shook his head: "The moon, the mentality I am practicing now, your demention is useless to me, of course, waiting for your level of qi is above me. Effective."

The enemy of Yunshi Mo is the descendant of the Master of the Dementia. You must know that Xuanyuan Shengtian is extremely powerful. How can he not repair some of his minds against the Xuanyuan family?

"You..." Huashou’s nose was stunned. "Good! Clouds, ink, you are good!"

She simply summoned other spiritual techniques, but before she spoke, Yun Mo's eyes looked behind her, "God..."

Huasu month scared a big jump, his heart was scattered, and Yun Shimo forced her into tears!

Damn it!

Hua Xi Yue was angry and angry, I did not expect this guy to actually swindle!

The flower is full of people, and the whole man is in the arms of the cloud. The strength of the man is much larger than that of the woman. The flowery month is trying to struggle, and his burning kiss is posted.

Flowery moonlight big eyes!

Cloud time ink - did he not become a kiss with Princess Qianyang? Why not round the room, why should you treat her like this?

The soft lips of Yun Momo, with a good smell of medicine, led Hua Xiyue into another world. His kiss was intense, passionate and intense than any previous one.

He kissed the flower and the moon was almost breathless, and the flowering mouth only creaked in the mouth, but there was no resistance.

Doesn't she hate him?

Why is it so close to him that he is so weak, and there is still a feeling of heartbeat?

So shameful, so low!

Huashang Moon licks himself and bites through the tongue of Yun Mo, but when a sweet liquid overflows, he still does not let her loose, but deeply absorbs her sweetness.

Huasuyue only felt that there was something against her underside, and she was shocked. She only felt that there was a weird force in her body that began to wake up quickly!

The flowering month is suddenly clear. The power of sleeping is the lightning bolt, and the lightning penetrates into the body of her body.

Usually the power does not appear.

But when she needed strength, she actually came out automatically.

Yun Shimo smothered the back of the head of Hua Xiyue. The four lips were entangled and screamed, so the scene was so fragrant and bright, Hua Xiyue was really willing to fall in his kiss.

The palm of your hand is full of those weird forces, and the flowers are on the back of the cloud when you spend the palm of your hand!

When the clouds were snoring, I felt that the palm of the flower, the moon, had great strength, and his back was almost shattered.

Between the pain, if you don't pay attention, Huasuyue will break free from his arms!

Huashen month gasped, spit out a blood, it is the blood of the cloud.

"Clouds, ink, you are shameless! Clearly become a pro, but also forgive me!"

The flowery moon has a smoldering fire, and when the palm of the hand passes, the cloud ink slaps a hot slap.

When the clouds were in the ink, there was a sip of water that was hateful, and the heart was sore, but nothing could be said.

It was he who betrayed her and married Princess Qianyang. How can she not hurt her heart?

Hua Xiyue turned and strode away. She understood that the temper of Yun Momo was like this. She was reluctant to return the green jade gourd. Even if she and he were both defeated, he would not be willing to hand over the green jade.

Unless, kill him.

How can Hua Xiyue be such awkward person? After all, he still needs to make a purple liquid to ease the pain of Godsend.

If it has nothing to do with Godsend, Huasu month will really kill Yunshimo tonight. This man has been suffering her for more than a year, almost making her crazy.

When the cloud stood up, he reached out and tried to pull the flowers to live in the moon, but the figure of Huasuyue quickly disappeared.

His hand fell into the air, and the cloud was set to stand there, staring at the direction in which the flower and the moon disappeared, and his heart was lost.

The autumn wind blew, with a lingering sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.

Yun Momo's robes were screamed, but his heart, filled with helplessness and sadness.

He and Huasuyue may never return to the past.

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On the next day, Hua Xiyue woke up from her dream and saw Tianshen sitting and looking at her with a smile.

"God, have you woke up so early?"

Huasu Yue is full of joy, reaching out and touching the small head of God.

"Yeah, Niang, I am very excited, and I will continue to practice the Demention today." Tianci is happily, and Huasuyue suddenly remembers the mind that Yunshi Mo had last night.

The spiritual method of his practice is to resist the spirit of the soul. And she teaches Gods to practice the Spiritualism, do not know the direction of the right?

However, in theory, both have been rehabilitated. In general, the person with a high level will be beneficial. When the game is played, the person with a low level is naturally a loser.

However, the Xuanyuan family, only the most dear person, the dementor, the general small soldier, it is impossible to get the opportunity to practice this kind of surgery.

With the talent of God, it can be said that it is amazing. If you practice it with your heart, you will be better than her. "God, don't worry so much, take it slowly, don't let yourself get tired, know?"

She still knows the truth if she doesn't want to.

Godsend knows how to understand and decapitate, pulling the flower habitat, "Mother, you are going to wash it, everyone waiting for you to use breakfast."

Tianci jumped out of bed, and the flowery month went with him. It was obvious that everyone was sitting under the giant tree opposite the wooden house. The autumn wind was blowing and the leaves were flying. Xuanji and Jifeng and Huangfuxuan all served as a small team, sitting on the stone. At the table, I was discussing something in a low voice.

Ji Jing put a bowl of bowl of porridge of Mrs. Yun on the table.

"Hao Yue, are you awake?" Ji Feng smiled and looked at the flower habitat, seeing her good looks, could not help but be a little happy.

He thought that after Huaxiu came here, he was inevitably stimulated by Yunshimo and Qianyang Princess. I did not expect her to be more mature than he thought.

"Well, what are you talking about?" Hua Xiyue asked with a smile.

The rabbit actually lazily squatted on the stone table and blinked smugly. "The deity has a homemade lore, let them discuss, who is going to practice it first?"

It turned out to be the case.

"Create your own lore? Rabbit is really strong, can you not practice it first?" Huasu Yue smiled, if not a ghost, rabbits are willing to contribute their own killing skills?

"Oh... you are so hearty! The deity must work hard to get through, and it is best to be successful in the Holy Spirit!" The rabbit snorted, as if he didn't want to take care of the flowers.

Xuanji smiled a little, suddenly took out a small bottle and handed it to the front of the rabbit. "It's a god, let's use it."

The rabbit's big red eyes, "What, do you actually have a god?"

"Well, it was the time when Qianxue refines the heavenly gods for the lunar month. By the way, he also refining one of the poor roads. Now the cultivation of Qianxue is soaring. Because he has learned the rune, he has advanced to the first level. Refining two pieces."

The mysterious words have not been finished, the rabbit will take the bottle away.

At this time, Mrs. Yun and Princess Qianyang came over here. Qian Yang’s face was ruddy, and it looked like a good mood.

Behind Madame Yun, she followed the cloud and ink, and Yun Xuan rarely came out to eat, because he was retreating, and Mrs. Yun sent the meal.

The three people came to the table and saw that Ji Jing had smashed the porridge. Mrs. Yun smiled and praised Ji Jing.

"Hey, when ink, how is your face swollen?" Princess Qianyang noticed that the left face of Yunshimo was a big red one. After all, Hualiyue’s strength last night was not small.

At that time, the weird power had not disappeared. The flower and the moon were so palmar, and he was so painless that he didn’t fall asleep all night. The palm of his back, Yun Mo inked his own collection of heaven and earth, Yuan Dan, the injury was a little better. .

"Nothing..." Clouds replied faintly.

However, other people are stunned and glanced at Huasuyue. It is conceivable that this palm is played by flowers and plants.

Clouds and inks will naturally not make irresponsible remarks in front of everyone.

"Would you like to apply some potion? Your face is not very good, when the ink..." Princess Qianyang secretly took a look at Huasuyue, seeing her calmly giving some gifts to the gods, no face Waves.

"No need."

The cloud is still faint.

Godsend this little devil, but it was very untimely to open: "Mother, I found out that you came back late last night, where have you been?"

For a time, everyone turned their attention to Huasuyue.