MTL - The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort-Chapter 922 Alang

Liangqiu tribe.

The houses are all oval-shaped ancient bags. In the middle of a group of white ancient bags, there is a huge ancient bag with a golden top. The east side is accompanied by two sub-bags. The curtains are hand-studded eagle wings.

The color of the curtains is slightly different. The wings and feathers of an eagle are black and golden, soaring in the sky, it seems to be a grand vision. The other tail feather is pure white, the same sharp eagle, but there is no domineering next door, like a female eagle.

The white feathered curtain of the tail feathers was pulled open, and Liang Qiuyan went into it. The weather here was colder than the holy, especially at night, she was wearing a white fox fur and rolled over the tweezers, not as bulky as the whole animal skin. At the same time, it highlights the wildness of the Liangqiu family, and at the same time, it can outline the body of Miaoman. This is the privilege of the noble blood of the family.

The animal fat lamp in the house is burning and lights up all.

Liang Qiuyan’s vision fell on a man.

He stood up with his hands, the black figure is long, the ink is like a black waterfall, a two-finger wood branch is not after the hair, but also a hundred times better than the aristocratic son of the saints. It seems to be innate, even if the rough clothing hair accessories can not cover.

The man's appearance is the genius of the wind, the most outstanding existence she has ever seen, the light yellow light of the oil lamp softens his cold expression, the perfect side face, more suffocating.

Liang Qiuyan's pretty face is red, she nervously grabbed her finger and said: "Tomorrow is the moment when you fight with the real warriors in Liangqiu. As long as you win, Auntie and Age will agree to you."

Liang Qiuyan studied the corner of his mouth and smiled with a shy smile. His eyes were like water overflowing. The whole person was soaked in the sweetness of her fantasy.

Feng Lingran did not seem to hear Liang Qiuyan's words. His look was light: "Do you know where Penglai Island is?"

Liang Qiu Yan Yan smiled a stiff, beautiful eyes flashed murderous: "What do you ask this?"

Feng Ling suddenly turned around, and on her murderous beauty, she already had the answer: "You and Penglai Island have hatred?"

Liang Qiuyan researched and snarled: "Penglai is self-proclaimed as a fairy mountain, how to brag about it, how abundant the mountain spirit is, and how the power of Penglai is boundless, and the heart is the world.

I bother! It is a group of people face beasts, hypocrisy and disgusting scum, the prey of the Liangqiu family, the Penglai dogmen came to grab, grab the Penglai Mountain, kill the prey, take the inner Dan to improve.

The most disgusting thing is that Penglai respects him. He is a sinister thief. My mother and mother are very beautiful. When they are seen by the sinister thief, they are shocked to be heavenly and stunned to Penglai.

Liangqiu and Penglai are like the sea. You should never mention Penglai in front of my aunt and my brother. They will be furious. ”

Her current A-Niang is not the mother of her and her brother, but the sister of their mother.

When the mother was taken to the thief by Penglai, the elder brother was still young. She was also born. Auntie said that her father was crying in tears every day, and she couldn’t take care of her and her brother. Auntie saw her and her brother, and she was pitiful. Taking the initiative to assume the responsibility of being a mother, for a long time, the aunt was also moved, and married A Niang.

Feng Lingran wondered: "In this case, why didn't your aunt go to Penglai Island to take back your biological mother? He just watched as your mother was bullied by Penglai?"

If it is not greedy and fearful of death, no man will watch his woman be bullied by other men!

Feng Lingran thought of Xiao Yu, his eyes flashed violently, if someone dared to move his woman a finger, he would lick his ten fingers.

Liang Qiu Yanyan shook his head and said: "You may not know that when the aunt became a patriarch, the family was also turbulent and the Liangqiu family could not compete with Penglai."

Feng Lingran black glimmered over the sharp light, said: "Now you have grown up, you do not want to go to Penglai to find the thief revenge? You do not want to take back your biological mother?"

Liang Qiu Yan Yan was provoked, and the smashing shot angered: "Think, of course, I want to kill the thief."

For a moment.

Liang Qiuyan's eyes dimmed again: "But, the thief is very tall, and even my aunt is not his opponent. How can I kill him?"

Feng Ling sneered and sneered at the thin lips: "You are so greedy and afraid of death, when I have not said it."

Liang Qiu Yan Yan's face-lifting redness seems to have been a shameful disgrace: "Go and go, I am afraid that I will not be a mother, I will not be afraid of death."

Feng Ling looked at her with suspicion: "Do you really dare to go to Penglai to save your mother?"

Liang Qiu Yan Yan nodded hard.

Feng Lingran gave Liang Qiuyan an appreciative look: "Well, if you have such filial piety, then I will accompany you to Penglai to deal with the thief and rescue your mother."

Liangqiu Yanyan looked at Wu Lingran incredibly, and his heart was moved: "You... are you telling the truth? Are you really willing to accompany me?"

Feng Lingran nodded with a smile, and his twilight gradually deepened. Of course he was willing. God grass was in Penglai Island, and he needed it to stabilize his life.

Liang Qiu Yanyan wiped away the tears under the corner of her eyes. She felt that she and Feng Lingran had entered a lot of time. This is also the day that he has been most pleasing to her for so many days.

She stepped forward to grab Feng Lingran's arm: "A Lang, you must win tomorrow."

Alang is the nickname of the Liangqiu people to the Chinese and Italian men.

Feng Ling did not move back to his arm, and his eyes flashed aside: "I have a name, my name is Feng Lingran."