MTL - The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort-~ [番外79] Kissing is not enough to eat meat

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This is really innocent! He did not offend the saints, nor did he provoke the Snow Mountain Shrine. Why did the saints not take seriously and bring people to the door? Also sent the saint sword!

The Virgin Sword is the sacred treasure of every saint. Its power is enormous, not under the power of God. Of course, it is in the case of the unity of the sword.

The saint sword is usually enshrined in the sanctuary, and it will not be easily released unless it is feared that its power will cause damage to the gods. Because of the treasure of the life, the treasure is damaged. The saint will also suffer a lot of counterattacks.

The gods of Beihai really do not understand how much hatred they have with the saints, and they have used such powerful things.

Beihai Shenjun wants to find a saint to ask for help, but when he comes out of the main hall, he has been smashed by Selangor before he even has time to open his mouth!

The fierce sword air turned into countless cold and sharp light blades in the air, flying toward the North Sea gods.

How did Beihai Shenjun expect to be greeted by his own meeting? His eyebrows immediately jumped and jumped, and the object of attack was simply him. For others, he had already died under the sword of the saint.

The North Sea God Jun quickly opened an enchantment, blocking the majority of the light blade, but there are still a few fish that slipped through the net to break through his enchantment, on his shoulder, chest unrelentingly cut a few mouths.

It should be known that Selangi was not his opponent in the heyday. Now she is seriously injured and her strength is greatly reduced. It is reasonable to say that it is impossible to take advantage of it in his hands. However, he will be hurt.

There may be elements of sneak attack, but more is the name of the saint sword.

This injury is not in the way for the North Sea Shenjun. He looked at the saint's glimpse and used the power of the gods to heal the wound, but it was hurt by a woman, which undoubtedly made him faceless.

His look gradually cooled down: "Snowy, what are you crazy about? Is this a trick to provoke you or provoke you? You are going to pick up your hand for the next time? Don't you for the half-dragon's blood If you really want it, if you really want it, you will give it to you! For so many years, how did this monarch be against you? Do you have any points in your heart? Is this really going to see you? Dead?"

This is true. Although he is holding the dragon's blood to force Selangyi, but Selangor Irene will not die, he will not really see death.

Selangor has already been stunned by anger, where will he calm down and listen to him? What's more, she originally believed that he would eventually hand over the blood of the dragon, but what happened tonight would have ruined her trust in his heart.

She just trusted the man's affection for her, so she was unprepared. She knew that today she should have killed him!

"When it wasn't for your sinister danger, why did this saint have no innocence? Why is it so humiliating?"

The last sentence of the North Sea God Jun heard some clouds in the fog, only when she was incoherent, did not go to the details, did not ask, Beihai Shenjun sneer looked at her: "You are wrong to say so, that year is clearly you Overwhelmed this prince, wrapped around this lord for seven days and seven nights, the prince's boy's gong was broken by you, and the essence was squeezed by you, almost ruined, how now it becomes a filth, you are innocent. ?"

The female disciple of the Snow Mountain Shrine and his men are all squatting side by side. After listening to the words of the North Sea God, they are all astonished to see the ghost.

The young man named Huaiyu smiled arrogantly: "This is a slap in the face, the Snow Mountain Palace is second, no one dares to recognize the first!"

Xue Lanyi didn't expect her to be arrogant to her in the past, and she couldn't wait to hold her in the palm of her heart. She turned her face so ruthless. When she was surprised, she felt that her heart was stung!

He was always held, used to, petted, and tied. She was not cold or hot. She didn’t give him a good face. He also had a good time for her for so many years, and she even forgot the truth. When I was thrown in front of her, it was bloody.

But how can she admit it?

That is not her fault!

Not her!

No!

Selangor’s nephew turned into a terrible blood red, and she once again picked up the saint sword: “Sexual thief, watch the sword!”

The **** of the North Sea looked at her **** eyes, and her eyebrows were slightly stunned.

The two men fiercely handed over their hands in the air, and the disciples of both sides spared no effort to fight.

The meditation machine took out the closet and walked in the direction of the door with Xiao Binglian.

When passing through a pile of messy clothes, Xiao Binglian hit him in his arms and squatted on the warm floor, opened his clothes and pulled out the blue mirror.

Xiao Binglian grabbed the blue mirror and returned to the arms of the meditating.

Outside the hall, the two sides fought and fell apart, and no one noticed that the meditation slipped out quietly.

The meditation took Qiao Weiwei back to the secret with amazement. Haikongzi and his party went to the town demon tower. They have not returned yet. Zhu Yi blamed himself in the courtyard, bowing his head and not moving.

Xiao Binglian explored the small body and wanted to see what happened to Zhu Yi. The meditation took her into her arms and entered the house without squinting.

The meditation put Xiao Binglian on the soft bed and said: "Change back, I have something to say to you."

When Xiao Binglian heard the tone of his preaching, he was somewhat angry. He grabbed the small mirror and turned his back on the small body, ignoring him.

When she saw that she was still making a temper, she couldn’t help but feel a bit sullen: "What are you angry with? Shouldn’t that angry person be me? What have you done? You have to leave home? You are leaving without a word, Have you considered the feelings of others? Have you considered your own safety? This time you are lucky, but you are not able to save your life every time!"

Xiao Binglian was wronged by him, and the small water droplets rushed out of Uralah.

Flowing can be sad, Xiao Binglian has turned into a small water lotus.

I still don’t know what happened to her, and asked subconsciously: "Are you peeing?"

Xiao Binglian: "..."

Xiao Binglian wows a cry!

Like the open spring, the small water droplets turned into a small stream of water. After a while, the bed was soaked, the floor was flooded, the basin floated up, and the stool table was washed away.

Zhu Yi was squatting at the door, and a flood rushed over and overturned her whole person!

The meditation finally knows that this little waterdrop is the tear of Xiao Binglian, but this is too much. If it flows down like this, the whole secret will be flooded.

"You...you don't cry." The meditation was helpless. "You didn't cry when you were young. How did you grow up?"

Hey me!

Xiao Binglian cried even more fiercely...

Shen Jun was rushed out by the "flood". He swam to a roof and Zhu Yi reached out and pulled him up.

The two sat on the eaves that could be drowned at any time, and they were wet, as if they were homeless, and they were very embarrassed.

Zhu Yi handed over the only one who was clean and dry: "Shen Jun, give."

The meditation took over the sorrow, took it in his hand, folded it, didn't wipe his face, half a squat, meditated and coughed, and asked with a blank expression: "You want a way to let her not cry, this prince will not care." What happened before you."

Zhu Yi was like a big man, and he went over and said a few words in his ear.

When I meditated on my eyebrows, I asked the letter suspiciously: "Is this all right?"

Zhu Yi said with confidence: "Women are very good, what she wants, what you give her is enough, but if you don't give it, even if it is a few days, she is calm, but in the future, once red Come face, still have to turn over the old book with you!"

After a meditation, I saw Zhu Yi’s eyes, and there was a trace of unnaturalness on the surface. Zhu Yi turned and said: “I don’t peek, I promise!”

After the meditation took a slumber, the water flow automatically gave up a road. He walked into the house and slammed Xiao Binglian, who was still crying hard, into his arms.

Xiao Binglian knows that he is coming, and tears only increase.

The meditation knows that she has a lot of minds, and that 80% is intentional, but there is no way to be fooled.

Meditation took a deep breath, such as jade slender fingertips gently open her small lotus leaf that covered her bones, leaned down, kissed her small petals.

Xiao Binglian does not cry.

In the next second, Xiao Binglian’s voice turned back into the human form, and the soft girl’s body was sitting on his lap, leaning against his arms, lying in his arms, eyes washed by tears, like after the rain. The peach blossoms, the pink and tender, the watery, the end is pleasing.

She stared at him with wide eyes.

These eyes are pure and bright, making it difficult to look at them. They are going to hang down their throats. They want to avoid her eyes, but they see something that they shouldn’t look at. His throat is tight.

Reason has pressed the incitement. He closed her clothes and covered the seductive spring: "Is still angry?"

She nodded.

Meditation said again: "How can I not be angry with me?"

Qiao Weiwei shook her small mirror and did not shake things. She grabbed the mirror again and slammed it on the ground in Duang, Duang, Duang, Duang, and shivered in the blue sky. Finally, a man and a woman could not be seen. The picture described.

Qiao Weiwei: "I want this."

Meditation: "..."

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P. S. Yesterday, there was a place where I made a mistake. After the North Sea God Jun changed his posture, he should have a birthmark. He knew the birthmark, and the outsiders did not know.