The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

The king of the king was about to be blown up by Qiao Wei. He watched Qiao Wei and Gongsun’s glass enter the yard. He was abandoned here like a fool. The anger in his heart burned. stand up!

After Qiao Wei and Gongsun’s long glass entered the house, he pinched his fist and followed his face with black face!

But just as he was about to enter the door, Qiao Wei slammed the door in front of him!

The king violently thundered: "Joe! You are looking for death!"

Qiao Wei said across the door, said with a funny voice: "Yeah, I am looking for death, you come to kill me!"

Wang Wang is going to say, "You really don't dare to be the king." When you look back, you see the ghost emperor playing with a jelly bean and watching him coldly. His brain is a cold, and he says nothing. Out.

Qiao Wei saw that the guy stopped, and he was too lazy to take care of him. He had so many masters, and he was not afraid of anything stupid.

Qiao Wei clap his hands and point to the chair next to him, indicating that the grandson is sitting on the glass.

Gongsun long glass sat down.

Because Fu Xueyan went out, the master of the church had eaten the rice and didn't know which one to go to. Qiao Wei asked Wang Shu to go to the study room to practice the word, and hugged Xiaomuyan. This will be Xiaomu Yanzheng lying in Jingyun. On the side of the body, the breath is long and the sleep is sweet.

In the house, there is a faint milky fragrance that is warm and warm.

Qiao Wei poured a cup of sweet and delicious fruit and handed it to the grandson and long glass: "The sweetness is very strong, I don't know if you drink or drink."

Gongsun’s glass tasted gently, and it was sweeter than expected. He said: “It tastes good.”

Qiao Wei is the first time to make this kind of fruit brewing. To be honest, it is too sweet. She is not used to drinking it. The ghost king seems to like it very much. Both Fu Xueyan and her aunt have tasted it. They can't stand the taste of this sweetness. She thought that Gongsun Changli should not really like it, but because she did it, she loved the house and Wu.

"I'm sorry." Qiao Wei suddenly said.

Gongsun’s hand holding the cup was slightly stunned and looked at her inexplicably.

Qiao Wei sighed with a sigh: "I thought that you were so tortured because he used to bully you. Now think about it, you are for me."

Gongsun Changli: "!"

Qiao Wei sighed: "This thing started because of me. I shouldn't leave you in the lavatory without being indiscriminate. But I don't regret it, because no matter what you are, it hurts the meditation." I can't stand it."

Gongsun’s long-haired glass couldn’t speak.

Qiao Wei looked at him intricately, bowed his head and murmured: "This time you took the opportunity to send Jingyun back... I... I understand."

What do you unserstand? !

The grandson of the grandson and the glass of the whole person is even worse than seeing the ghost emperor's X. He quickly opened the topic: "The lesser master said, you really are not curious?"

Qiao Wei looked at him strangely: "What are you curious about? Your identity? Is there any curiosity? I didn't know that you were a saint, but have you harmed me? You want me to know when it is natural. Will tell me, let alone... you know my heart, I understand."

Gongsun Changli regretted not putting the king into it.

......

The news of Jingyun's return home was written on a small note by Qiao Wei. The small note was smashed under the wings of the golden eagle with a red string, which was more hidden than the one tied to the foot.

Golden Eagle first found Adar.

Adar is all the way with Fu Xueyan. Both of them were looking for the trail of Jingyun in the city. It was too slow to find it later. After deliberation, the two decided to split up.

Adar went north, Fu Xueyan went south.

When the golden eagle found Adar, Adar had just finished a secluded street, and the golden eagle fluttered its wings, revealing a small red rope hidden under the wing.

Adar found the note along the small red rope. When he opened it, he saw that Jingyun was all right. The big stone fell and touched the head of the golden sculpture: "Go to Fu girl."

The golden eagle was faster than him, and he did not wait for him to keep up and flew away alone.

Fu Xueyan was not looking for it. She and Adar went to the place where the two small scorpions and the moon lord made a deal. There were several traces of the wheels rolling over, and a group clearly went to the waterway direction of the cloud city. One group is back to Muwangfu, the remaining two groups, one group goes north and one group goes south.

She then split up with Adar.

She followed the traces of the rut and came all the way to the south city, walking and walking, and the terrain gradually became remote.

At this time in the middle of the night, the residents of the city had already stopped, and the downtown area became desolate, not to mention the place that was originally secluded.

Fu Xueyan felt that something was wrong.

After walking out of an alley, she slowly stopped and did not move.

Her complicated eyes fell across the street, a man in a blue cloak, the man's body was tall, his cheeks were thin, his facial features were exquisite, his eyes were full of playful smiles, his red lips slanted and squinted. The endless stream of innocence.

The man suddenly saw Fu Xueyan, or rather, he was waiting for Fu Xueyan here early.

Fu Xueyan stopped the glimpse of the step, his red lips hooked, took the slender legs, crossed the street, and walked toward Fu Xueyan.

Fu Xueyan almost protected his stomach with conditioned reflexes.

His ridiculous gaze swept back and forth on Fu Xueyan's stomach: "Is that little cockroach still there?"

Fu Xueyan remembered that her daughter had already been born, and she was not afraid of what the guy was doing.

At this point, Fu Xueyan’s look has become fearless.

Mu Qiuyang slowly walked in front of Fu Xueyan, looking at this small face like a flower, the corner of his lips was lightly ticked: "Long time no see, sister."

Fu Xueyan looked at him with a blank expression: "I am not your sister, you should not come to disgusting people."

Mu Qiuyang Yin smiled and smiled: "Hey, it’s that I raised you up, blink of an eye, and with a wild man, I don’t recognize my brother."

Fu Xueyan said coldly: "What are you doing back? You are not relying on the Faith? If you let the prince know, he is afraid that he will not recognize you again."

"Do you think I am afraid?" Mu Qiuyang smiled faintly. "I mentioned this, I think of one thing. I don't go into the holy religion. I don't know that you are also a traitor of the night Luo. I have done so much sorry for the palace, even me... I have been kept in the dark."

Fu Xueyan said: "I didn't do anything to be sorry for the palace."

"Is it?" Mu Qiuyang explored the cold palm, and her fingertips pinched her squat. "So how do you have a child with Ji's waste?!"

Fu Xueyan hit the palm of his hand: "He is not a waste!"

Mu Qiuyang had expected her to make such a move. She had already prepared for it. She easily buckled her wrist and said with sarcasm: "Your martial arts is taught by me. Do you think you can win me?" ”

Fu Xueyan’s right hand was buckled, and he raised his left hand to attack his door.

Mu Qiuyang was cold and cold, and violently injected a sharp internal force into his right hand. Fu Xueyan had a pain in his right arm and half of his body was numb.

Mu Qiuyang pointed out a little and ordered her big hole.

Fu Xueyan was stopped and could not move.

Fu Xueyan stared at him!

Mu Qiuyang smiled indifferently, her fingertips rubbed her white cheeks, followed her cheeks, and provoked her long hair. He smelled her sweet hair, and the twilight said deeply: I said, I hate the taste of others on you."

Fu Xueyan’s dawn can’t wait to kill him!

Mu Qiuyang hugged Fu Xueyan and took it back to his small residence.

He put Fu Xueyan on a soft bed and kissed her while pulling her ribbon.

The placket spread out, revealing her plain coat.

Mu Qiuyang succumbed to her body, pressed her whole person under her body, clasped her unbearable waist and one hand into her hair, and buckled her head: "Want to talk?"

He untied Fu Xueyan's dumb hole.

Fu Xueyan did not say anything, just looked at him like a dead man.

Mu Qiuyang said evilly: "If you don't say it, it will be enough to be called later."

Fu Xueyan was disgusted in the stomach and tumbling!

Mu Qiuyang faded her shirt and greedily stroked her body: "I said that you are mine."

Fu Xueyan looked at the top of the account indifferently.

Mu Qiuyang smiled coldly: "The more you don't respond, the more I want you."

After all, he slapped his palm slowly and explored her skirt.

Fu Xueyan humiliatedly frowned.

Just as he was about to tear her robe, a cold light came from behind him.

When he was moved, he would avoid it. Unfortunately, he took a step late. Although he avoided the key, he gave birth to the cold and cut off one ear!

He smothered the **** wounds and turned around in anger. He saw the leader of the adult who did not know when he appeared behind him, holding a **** dagger in his hand.

The master of the teacher looked at him in disgust. He put down his hand stained with blood and smiled: "It's you again? It's just right, I can't find a chance to kill you, you send it to yourself, don't blame me." polite!"

The master of the church is cold and vocal: "Whoever makes you polite? You have the ability to come!"

Mu Qiuyang had a boring loss in the hands of the master of the teacher. He knew that the other side suppressed a strong internal force. Of course, he would not beat him with bare hands. Mu Qiuyang took out the sword on the table and sealed the internal force. He was stabbed in the heart of his heart.

Fu Xueyan's face changed!

The master of the teacher will run away!

Mu Qiuyang sneered: "Do you think you are running?"

The lord of the lord ran out of the yard in one breath, and looked coldly at Mu Qiuyang, who was chasing himself. He waved his backhand and took out a golden whistle and blew it coldly.

A glimpse of the flute, Mu Qiuyang’s chest slammed a sharp pain. His legs were soft and he supported his body with a sword.

He looked at the Master Master incredibly. What did this waste do to me? Why is his heart seeming to blow up!

The master of the church can not only cut him a knife, but also a night song on the knife.

The night screams and moves, and Mu Qiuyang slams his heart and spurts a blood!

Mu Qiuyang unblocked the internal forces, but he thought he was a ghost king? Can you not be afraid of the night with a little internal force?

If the night song is so good, why have you trapped the entire Tana for so many years?

Mu Qiuyang rushed to the master of the teacher and wanted to kill him with a sword. Unfortunately, he did not take a step, and the blood poured out three.

If you wait any longer, your life will be gone.

Mu Qiuyang sighed and hated the teacher, and ran away with the painful body.

The teacher did not go to chase him, he would not admit that he could not catch up. He returned to the room and looked at Fu Xueyan, who was undressed. He had always had no expression on his hair, but he silently wore Fu Xueyan. Good clothes.

Fu Xueyan is embarrassed and embarrassed.

The master of the church asked calmly: "How to give you a hole?"

Fu Xueyan coveted: "You help me sit up, I can open myself."

The master of the church put her on the bed.

Fu Xueyan closed his eyes and transported a glimmer of internal force from Dantian. He rushed several times and finally opened the acupuncture point sealed by Mu Qiuyang.

She was so tired that she wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the silent side and looked out the window. It seemed that the daddy, the mammoth feathers, trembled and said with embarrassment: "I just..."

" Needless to say." The lord of the Lord calmly interrupted her words, took off her robe and wrapped it on her body. "Go home."

"I really don't have..." At this point, Fu Xueyan lived, and later she said that she could not say anything.

The teacher said: "It doesn't matter."

"Hey, you..." Fu Xueyan didn't know what to say.

The teacher is too silent to be like him. Fu Xueyan wants to ask you after all, is it mind? I remembered that he was not so silent tonight. For several days, he has been so quiet that he can barely feel his presence.

"You... what happened?" Fu Xueyan asked.

"I don't have much," said the master.

How could it be that this old-fashioned look?

Fu Xueyan looked into his eyes: "You have something to worry about."

The teacher did not speak.

Fu Xueyan thought for a moment: "Do you think that we are looking for Jingyun, didn't bring you, are you not happy?"

The teacher said indifferently: "I know that I am useless, it will only give people a hindrance, you should not take me."

Fu Xueyan was dumb. She suddenly realized that they were overprotected and hurt the man's self-esteem. It is no wonder that he has always been "squeaky" in the past. He didn't really figure it out. He was sad.

Fu Xueyan grabbed his sleeve and shook it gently: "Hey."

"What?" asked the teacher, faintly.

Fu Xue flue: "Would you like to go to Jingyun?"

Fu Xueyan’s voice fell, and the golden eagle flew over his wings. Fu Xueyan saw the red rope and the paper strip under the wing and solved the note.

"What happened?" asked the teacher.

Fu Xueyan quietly tied the note back, and said to the teacher: "It’s Xiao Zhuoma. She asked us if we found Jingyun."

The golden eagle was surprised to see a pair of bird eyes.

Fu Xueyan blinked and patted his head and let it fly away.

Fu Xueyan looked at the teacher and said: "Would you like to go to Jingyun?"

The master of the church cleared his throat and said reluctantly: "I can't find him!"

Fu Xueyan chuckled: "How did you find me?"

The Master of the Master does not speak.

Fu Xueyan licked his lips and looked at his hand. He hesitated and gently extended his hand.

The soft hand grips the moment of his fingertips, and the whole person is crumbling!

Fu Xueyan’s cheeks turned red at a visible speed.

Fu Xueyan did not look at him.

He also did not see Fu Xueyan.

The two are like two ostriches, as if they don't know that they have pulled each other's hands.

"Jing Yun... Where is Jingyun? To where... Where are you going to find?" The teacher was nervous and stuttered.

Fu Xueyan's lip-turned lips, as usual, said: "...go south."

The two men pulled their hands and went straight to the south street without squinting.

However, Jing Yun, who has already returned to the government, is lying next to his sister. I don’t know what dreams I have, and my lips are laughing.

Not long after the dawn, Adar came back. After he came back, Qiao Wei asked him to keep Jingyun, and he went to the place where Ji Mingxiu retired with Gongsun Liu.

The king of the king followed the tail like a tail.

Qiao Wei didn't want him to know the situation of Ji Mingxiu!

This guy is the deadly enemy of the meditation. If the Zhiming correction is in the critical moment of practicing Jiuyangzhang, who knows if he will play any bad ideas?

Qiao Wei turned around and looked at the king in incomprehensibleness: "I said that the respected dear King, the high-ranking master of the lesser master, are you doing nothing? Why don't you leave?"

Wang Wang said unceremoniously: "This king is not going!"

Qiao Wei did not say good-naturedly: "You still depend on it?"

Wang Wang sneered: "What about Lai? You have the ability to drive the King out?"

Qiao Wei picked up his sleeve and said: "You thought I didn't dare? Ghost King Hall..."

Qiao Wei’s “below” word was not finished, and the night Luo Wang woke up. She came out of the room and was about to find something to eat in the kitchen. As a result, she saw the king who was blocked by Qiao Wei at the door. Her eyes were bright. Up...

Qiao Wei, how to forget this guy and her aunt, this big killer?

The king of the king was finally left behind by the Queen of the Night, but although it was left, there was no way to follow Qiao Wei - the Queen of the Night pulled his hand and did not let him leave his eyelids for a moment.

Qiao Wei Wan.

......

Qiao Wei and Gongsun Changli went to the secret room to work, and the people looking for Jingyun came back one after another.

The first to return is Adar, followed by Chaucer and Yan Fei.

After another half day, Fu Xueyan and the master of the church also returned.

Only Yunzhu, has not returned.

Both Chaucer and Yan Fei were looking for Yunzhongcheng. Some Guoshi adults secretly stuffed the tokens for Qiaowei. The two went very smoothly on the ladder, but they didn't look for long, and the golden carvings flew.

The golden eagle finally went looking for Yunzhu and Hai XIII, but unfortunately it could not be found.

This does not blame the Golden Eagle for the wrong place, the Golden Eagle went to the Holy Faith, this is the original plan of Yunzhu, but the plan is not to catch up with the change, Yunzhu found that the Yuehua old thief is gone! The entire holy people are looking for him!

Yunzhu certainly didn't know that the other party was sent to the earthquake by the ghost emperor, only when he caught Jingyun and went to hide somewhere.

Yunzhu did not go to the sacred religion, and found all the places in the wilderness that might have hidden him.

This search was missed with the Golden Eagle.

Yunzhu and Hai XIII found a day and night, and they rummaged through Yuehua’s lairs. They didn’t see the shadow of Yuehua. They wondered if Yuehua was back in the night city, and it’s weird. Things have happened.

A vast atmosphere, like the waves, rushed out of the direction of the Faith.

This breath is not too close to Yunzhu, but it still makes Yunzhu shudder.

Yunzhu looked in the direction of the breath, and immediately... changed his face.

In the king's palace, the Queen of the Night took the son's hand and looked at the son with a smile. The intimate words were inexhaustible; Wang Shu and the Seventeen Ghosts went to the back garden; Yan Fei and others waited for the rice bowl and prepared for the meal; Joe He studied the new medicinal herbs in Danfang, and Qiao Wei and Gongsun Changli went to the secret room of Ji Mingxiu retreat...

Everything is calm and unspeakable, until a vast atmosphere, such as the waves are stacked on top of each other, everyone can't help but look at it!

It’s this breath...

The first time I had to sneak into the sage, Qiao Wei had felt this strong atmosphere, but at that time, it was far from being as terrible as today.

Qiao Wei only felt that under the suppression of this breath, she even broke the heart.

Not only her, but even the grandson’s forehead has a cold sweat.

The ghost king took Xiao Wangshu into his arms and held the breath with his back.

Jingyun is already awake, sitting in the yard, accompanying the ghost emperor to eat jelly beans.

He saw the sky above his head, suddenly sinking down, the clouds were like ink, and the black rolled over.

Yan Fei never spit out a blood!

A glimpse of Jingyun.

In this breath, which can almost kill all the masters, only the ghost emperor is still calm.

The ghost emperor released his breath.

Everyone feels a light head.

Qiao Wei was finally able to breathe, holding the wall and panting and saying: "What the **** is this?"

Gongsun’s glass looked at the direction of the sacred religion and muttered: “The cloud woke up, he was warning the ghost emperor, he came.”

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