The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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Rong Yun is as light as the wind, standing with his hands on it, and a white robes are flowing with the wind.

There is a faint sorrow in his look: "This is a long way to go to Muxianfu, and you are too weak."

Rong Yun’s gaze turned to Nangong Liuyun, and he was able to hold on to the right color. He was not angry and self-defeating: “Now I will hand over the fall to you. If she comes back, she will have a little bit of a loss, hehe!”

Nangong Liuyun is a flaming and luxurious velvet robe, which embodies his noble domineering and mysterious evil charm.

His black coldness is as cold as a cold pool, and the pale pink lips are tightly lined up, swearing coldly: "Who dares to kill, unless you step on my body!"

The wise and daring King of the Golden King, raised his proud and noble head, and he was domineering for a time.

"Yeah." Rong Yun only snorted and there was nothing else.

The promise between men often only requires a look of the heart.

Innate pride and nobility make it difficult for them to put down their pledges.

However, Nangong Liuyun can do this for Su Luo, which is already very valuable.

"Go." Rong Yun waved his hand, and when he looked at the Soviet Union, he flashed a little.

"That Master, we are gone." Su Luo, who was held in the arms of the Nangong Liu Yun, waved reluctantly.

"Yeah." Rong Yun and Yan Yue decapitated, the cold is like a **** on the top.

At the peak of the cloud and fog, Xu Feng blew his robe and hunt for the wind.

His look, mysterious, no one can see clearly.

Looking at the Nangong Liuyun, carrying the Soviet Union down the mountain, and finally there was only a small black spot, and there was a faint sorrow in the eyes of Rong Yun.

Muxianfu is in the north, in the north.

Nangong Liu Yunli has a map taken from Rongyun.

On this road, in order to let the Sulu have a stable rest environment, Nangong Liuyun took the dragon scale road.

The carriage bypassed the mountain and swept through the North Desert and continued all the way to the north.

It is already early winter.

Northland has always been a bitter cold, and this season has gradually begun to cold.

When crossing the North Desert, Nangong Liuyun bought a batch of warm clothing for the Soviet Union.

Fox, wolf, leopard, thick blankets, thick tents, etc.

These things are now neatly packed into his pockets.

No matter how cold the day is, he is completely unaffected, but his fall, nowadays, can't blow a little wind, and can't be cold.

Originally, what did the imperial descendant of the King of Jin, who had done this kind of care?

But the environment does train people.

The current Nangong Liuyun, the proper care of the Soviet Union, is not relaxed.

It took about ten days to go, and the sky was getting cold, and the sky was full of snow.

The thin body of Sue was wrapped in a fox, and a thick leopard hat was on his head, revealing only a pair of black lacquered beauty.

The eyes, in the snow, appear more and more black and white, clear as water.

The sky is getting darker.

Nangong Liuyun found a large rock leeward, built the tent, and put it into a thick and soft wool blanket, which brought the Soviet Union into the tent from the carriage.

"I can go by myself." Su Luo whispered.

Since her serious injury, her feet have not stepped on the ground, and all her actions have been hugged by Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liuyun secretly picks up his sword, but he blames it seriously: "How can you walk by yourself? What if you fall?"

God knows how much he enjoys the warmth and warmth of Wenyu Wenxiang, even if he gives him the whole world, he will not change.

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