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

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"Nonsense!" Mo Yunfeng stalked his neck and quickly denied it. How can you admit this?

However, he was so eager to clear the way, but let Su Luo and others feel a slight movement, watching the eyes of Mo Yunfeng more and more surprised.

In this dignified atmosphere, Mo Yunfeng hardened his scalp, took out a small porcelain bowl and placed it on the table: "Su girl..."

“Uh huh?” Su Luoming asked, “What?”

For a time, everyone's eyes were all concentrated on the face of Mo Yunfeng, a pair of sharp and sharp eyes like Mo Yunfeng's hair.

"I heard that Sue girl has eaten red blood Scrophularia?" The eyelids of Mo Yunfeng gradually became serious and dignified.

"How about that?" Nangong Liuyun did not know when the practice was completed, and he got up. He walked slowly to the back of Su, and his slender arms wrapped around her shoulders, looking at Mo Yunfeng's eyes with a bit of hostility.

Seeing the flow of the Nangong, Mo Yunfeng did not consciously play some drums. Although he felt that his nine-step strength would not lose to Nangong Liuyun, but seeing him, psychologically can not afford a trace of war.

I will never lose to Nangong Liuyun! Mo Yunfeng secretly clenched his fist in his heart!

After doing the building for himself, Mo Yunfeng slowly stood up and put his hands behind him, arrogantly raising his jaw: "Sue girl, I have a milkmaid, the age is high and sick, the refining pharmacist said that only drinking The blood of red blood Scrophularia can save her, so I ventured out to ask for a bowl of blood, and I hope that Su will be fulfilled."

Mo Yunfeng said that he was asking for a bowl of blood, but his attitude was not meant to be partial.

Beichen Shadow does not give face, directly sneer again and again: "Your milk girl is already high? Haha, then, is she a few years old? Is it fifty or sixty years old? Hey, I really didn't expect it, the ink two sons baby There are such quirks in the period."

"You--" Mo Yunfeng's forehead is exploding, and he is angrily glaring at Beichenying, but he can't wait to shoot himself.

I thought about it on the way to the Ming Dynasty. How can I say that the age of the Nangong Liuyun is so dark and dark?

Su Luo smiled and smiled and raised his lips: "I said, the ink two sons so hard to ask us to come over, it turned out to be my blood."

Zi Yan is filled with indignation and indignation: "Mo Yun Feng, you are so bold, don't you know that Su Luo is a disciple of Master Rong Yun? Are you not afraid of Revenge of Master Yun Yun?"

The ink cloud surface of the cloud can almost drip out water.

He did not expect that these people said that turning their faces turned their faces.

Now, what should I do about this? Mo Yunfeng really has no idea in his heart.

The Nangong flowed a cloud, and suddenly, the sound of the cockroach disappeared, and the surroundings were calm.

"Do you really want to drop the blood of the skull?" Nangong Liuyun faintly evoked the lips and asked casually.

Mo Yunfeng applied a gift to the Nangong Liuyun: "It is indeed a life-threatening pass, and it has to be opened. It is also going to the Nangong brother."

Nangong Liuyun seems to be a bit embarrassed. He looks down at Su Luo, his eyes flashing slightly: "Since it is a human life, then..."

Sushang is a difficult color: "I also want to save people, but... I used to be poisonous in my body. This toxin has not been solved yet. Trade and blood donate blood. It is not a rescue, it is a harm." ”

The two sang one and one, and the play was extraordinarily realistic, and people could not distinguish between true and false.