Co-renting Immortal Doctor

Listening to this strange rule, Tang Yu's heart whizzed past ten thousand horses. This idea is definitely coming out of Modine, this little Nizi likes to watch this lively.

A group of people chased thirty-six **** to play shots, but also she could think of it. Tang Yu can imagine where this little Nizi must be staying. Looking at this grand scene, she pointed her finger at the person below and said, "Hee hee, look at those silly hats ..."

At the same time, at the highest level of the main castle, Modine looked down from the window, sneezed, and said, "Mo Lan, have you seen my husband Tang Yu, have you ever heard anything bad?" "

"Her Highness, you have to hold back a little bit." Mo Lan said with a headache: "You, the Goddess of the Vatican Kingdom, if anyone else hears this, then it must not be frizzy. The horse is here, now it is below Then. "

"Yeah, here he is, where, where, you show me." Modine said with a look of excitement, lying on the window and looking down.

"Her Highness, please be quiet!" Mo Lan reminded quickly.

Since the appearance of Tang Yu, every time the highness of the goddess talks to herself, three sentences are inseparable from Tang Yu, making her wonder what to say.

The IQ of a woman in love is zero, and she believes that this is true.

"Little Mo Lan, Ann."

Modine said cheerfully: "Here is completely soundproof, and the glass is also one-way visible. People outside can't hear us and can't see us. What are they afraid of?"

"Even so, but Her Royal Highness, you can't make such an assessment, this ... this too ... too much. Brushing out so much at once will make those people complain." Mo Lan said helplessly.

"Of course we have to do that."

Modine said with a smile: "Those annoying guys, if they don't align them well, they won't stop. You can't wait to eat me without seeing their eyes, one by one, really. I hate to die. Anyway, I have found my husband-in-law, there is no need to confuse them with the snake, and remove them all, leaving only Tang Yu. "

"Hee hee, although I can't take the shot myself, it's also very interesting to see those silly hats being beaten. Since it is a warrior, it should be a proper fight."

Listening to this domineering words, Mo Lan also felt like no one. Even now, she is mourning for those people. Poor baby, you are actually silly hats in the heart of the goddess ...

On the large central circular ground outside, not long after, Mo Hong gave an order. Thirty-six hydrangeas were thrown behind by 36 women and fell directly into the crowd!

Suddenly, the crowd of nearly ten thousand people jumped up and jumped, one by one, trying to **** the hydrangea. Looking at the hydrangea was like watching a beautiful woman who was stripped away.

"Ha ha ha, so lucky, this hydrangea was thrown into my arms!"

Shouted excitedly.

However, as soon as this sounded, countless eyes locked the man like a hungry wolf. Within a second, the man was directly overwhelmed by the crowd, and the hydrangea in his hand no longer knew where to go. Footprints, lying on the ground, lingering, can no longer get up.

If it weren't for the inferior talents who were born in the late period, this time, that person would be trampled into meat sauce!

Looking at this scene, Tang Yu couldn't help touching his nose. Where do these people now look like martial arts, one by one is like a gangster rogue fighting, in order to grab a ball!

You know, each of these people present has a status!

Tang Yu was not in a hurry, just sitting there slowly and carefully watching the strength of these people. The so-called self-knowledge and knowledge of one another are the only ones who can fight forever.

Looking around, although most of them were ganged up, there were six or seven places that were untouched. I saw six or seven young men with cold eyes and arrogant looks, as if they were the master of a country, overlooking Within a few feet of the crowd below, no one could approach.

This includes the son of King Isa.

Although King Nas is arrogant and arrogant, but his strength is indeed very strong. His strength in the micro realm is like a land of no one. Everyone who sees him retreats, and laughs wildly holding the ball: " Hahaha, let's take a look. Who dares to grab my ball? Who dares! Come, come and grab me. If you don't, it's boring. "

Then, the son of the king of Islam pointed at a man, full of drama.

Looking at this scene, the man was crying!

You are the son of King Isa, the future heir of a big country, and whoever I rob, I dare not rob you. Everyone came here to try their luck. If the goddess fancy it, it is one step to the sky. But before dare to step into the sky, who dares to provoke such characters.

Looking at the man's helplessness, King Isa poked his lips, slapped the other side with a slap, and despised his face: "It's a stubborn thing. I don't even have the courage to grab me. What else are you here for?"

Everyone has become familiar with this behavior of King Isa, and they are far away from each other. There is no one at all!

"Every year you play this set, and I said, Prince Isa, you are really free."

At this time, I saw a handsome yellow-haired man among the six or seven people holding his chest and chuckling: "No one is playing with you now, are you very bored? Also, your assessment is very anyway It ’s hard to get through, it ’s better to have fun. ”

"Charles, **** your mother!"

As if King Isa was stepped on the sore spot, he yelled: "What can you do for the King's sincerity? Three years ago, didn't you pass all the tests, and the result was not rejected by the goddess of others? You What a pride? "

"It was just different times, and my mood was different. This time, I believe that the goddess will not reject me."

Charles didn't care, smiled slightly, and looked at the direction in which Tang Yu was sitting without a trace. He said, "Since we are all princes, I'm not intrigued by you. There is a sitting boy next to you. , It doesn't seem to take you seriously. "

Listening to the conversation between the two, Tang Yu suddenly turned black and looked towards the man.

"Charles, son of Italy, is this the guy who stabbed at Modine? Sure enough, his face is white and his mind is stingy!"

Looking at each other, Tang Yu pouted his lips.

But he agreed to Modine, and when he saw the Prince, he had to let the other party eat well.

I just didn't expect that he hadn't bothered to find the other person's trouble, and the other person directly found it on his own head, and he also borrowed the meatball hand. What a pity!