Mistress, I Was Wrong

"I bought this."

When Qian Zhuo Yin found them, they heard the words of Dongfang Minghui. "Do you know how many Lingshi did the boss have just pitted me? Even if you like it, you can't show it, or else he has a chance to hang me."

"Ming Hui, uncle, what's wrong with you?"

"In fact, there is nothing wrong with it." The dissatisfaction on the face of Oriental Minghui can be completely nothing to do with nothing.

Qian Zhuo Yin snickered at the side. She felt that the couple was the one who really knew the fun of the couple. When she looked up, the smile on her face converges a bit. "Not good, it is the big sister who came her." ”

Oriental Minghui stood by the side of the wood, and it didn't matter. She had just sneaked away from the wood, not waiting for Qian Zhuo to come and arrest the person himself.

"Da Bo, Auntie." Qian Zhuo’s rituals have always been perfect. She came to a place one meter away from them and stopped. "Sorry, I am late, the two sisters are not sensible, and they have not reached the landlord." Friendship, please also ask the uncle and the big aunt to move."

Qian Zhuo Yin stood on the side, completely snoring, even if he was said, he did not look up.

"Second sister is very good, I like it very much, let the two sisters accompany you to join me in the uncle." The place where Oriental Minghui chose is the most lively, even if Qian Zhuo’s voice is low, but the influence of the two words The power is very far-reaching.

In the previous generation, there were two enchanting characters in the thousand families. One was the thousand parents and the other, and the other was the four sisters. At the age of three, Qian Ziyan awakened the spirit of the wind system. At the age of five, he will combine the skills of thousands of winds and develop new skills. At the age of ten, he killed a four-level windcraft, and took his energy magic core. He succeeded in making himself a nine-level sorcerer and became the most enchanting genius in the world. He grew up all the way, from the Great Master, the Lingshi, the Spirit King, became a spirit at the age of eighteen.

Looking around, the entire seven-color continent can not find such a person. Unfortunately, at the age of 19, he and the thousands of four sisters disappeared at the same time, and the two became a pain that a thousand families did not want to mention, a scar.

If you don't have a deep foundation, you will miss two extremely good offspring in a year.

Uncle = Thousands of children.

The voice of Dongfang Minghui is not small. She smiled at Qian Zhuoyu. "Miss, please lead the way."

Thousands of people took a look at Qian Zhuoyin, and their hearts were unwilling to lead the way and brought them back to the thousand.

"I didn't get it wrong just now. Is there only one of the uncles of Miss Qian?"

"I have seen thousands of people in the distance, and it seems that he is standing next to the girl who is a little bit of a girl."

"Is it thousands?"

This enchanting talent that has been missing for nearly two decades has actually returned at this time. The news is like a weed, spread in the streets of the dreams, and also passed to the ears of the other three families.