MTL - Man Huang Feng Bao-Chapter 22 Sister, don’t you go

Back to Ziyunfeng, Ye Chuan opened his mouth and shouted.

Recall that Jinhua’s expression of vomiting blood when he saw the bird was so comfortable.

"Well, next, is that kid waiting to continue to be a relative, or to escape from marriage?" Ye Chuan secretly speculated, waiting to see, looking up early in the sky, sitting cross-legged in the study to practice.

A glimpse of the pure heaven and earth aura, quickly falling from the sky, infiltrated into Ye Chuan's limbs.

Without the crystallization of dragon veins, there is an important source of strength. However, compared with the previous few days, the heavens and the earth on the Ziyun Peak are much more agile, and the cultivation is more effective.

After learning about the defects of Yao Lingzhen from Ye Chuan’s hands, the two elders got busy and quickly got busy. First fix the medicine circle of his own mountain, and then repair the medicine spirit array up and down the Ziyun Peak, and it is busy all day and night. All the high-ranking gates of Zongmen met the main raccoon in the main hall of Yunwu, but he was absent from the scene. Ye Chuan was equivalent to a free labor.

The two elders, Nangong, and the cockroach, are not really imaginary. They love every herb planted by Zongmen and hope to completely kill the **** flies.

Unfortunately, although he worked tirelessly, his skill was still a little worse. The monk's triple repair is not enough to completely repair the medicine spirits on the mountain. Some defects can not be repaired even if they are seen. Compared with other peaks, the number of flies on Ziyunfeng is much less, but it has not completely disappeared. If you want to completely repair it, it may look like you have to wait for Ye Chuanxiu to go up and take it out.

The cyclone at Dantian slowly rotates.

Although this cyclone has already had a half-flooding shadow, it is still far from a real swallow.

Ye Chuan is not in a hurry, sinking in a steady and steady manner. Slowly, after absorbing the pure aura of the heavens and the earth, the swallowing of the heavens is more solid, and the heart exudes a majestic force to quench the bones and muscles, and the muscles of the whole body tremble, and faster and faster, with a thunderous sound. .

How the Wu martial arts practiced five times, directly affecting the future potential.

Reincarnation begins again, and Ye Chuan is determined to cultivate every stage to the extreme. The same is the five-fold military, to pay ten times, or even a hundred times the efforts and efforts of ordinary people.

The night is coming faster than people expected.

Tonight, the clouds and fog are all in the air, and the sects are full of joy and joy. The disciples are all busy and ready for the upcoming wedding.

The crystal of the dragon vein left by the head has already arrived, and it is about to meet the glamour of the main raccoon of the Xuanting Gate. In the eyes of the people, Jinhua has stepped into the sky and replaced Ye Chuan as a disciple of Zongmen. The thoughtful person has been secretly thinking about what kind of gift to send, and it is already early.

Ye Chuan woke up from the retreat, staring at the inner view, the swallowing of the body has not yet been completely formed, but it is much more solid than the original, the rune above has a life-like beating, more quaint and mysterious.

"Jinhua, the kid, is he getting angry at this time, or is he already on the road to escape?"

Ye Chuan evil spirits smiled, looked up at the sky outside the window, and sacrificed the Qinglian lamp, once again the spirits of the spirits, and cast a secret night tour of the gods.

With the last experience and lessons, this time I became more proficient, and the spirit went straight to the place where Jinhua was. I never thought that it would be empty, and the courtyard inside Jinhua’s residence was empty.

Did the kid really run? Ye Chuan had some accidents, and the soul was carefully touched and plucked in the other direction.

In a remote small yard, the spring is full of gardens.

"Sister, hurry, you can die of me!" Jinhua's voice came out from the dark wood house, his voice hoarse.

Today, he really wants to vomit blood, think about it and the Tuoba bird room night, and he will be guilty. People are busy with joy, but he is hiding his face and looking for fun.

A woman with a half-shirt is wrapped around Jinhua’s neck. "Master... brother..., you really want to marry that big bird? What will I do after that?"

"First, I will deal with the past tonight. Later, when I pass on the clothes of the three elders, I will become a disciple of Zongmen. I have mastered the real power. What if I don’t want to?" Jinhua’s face was gloomy.

This can be tolerated, it really is not ordinary people!

Ye Chuan admire, I did not expect that Jinhua can really bear this. For the average person, I am afraid that I have been going down the mountain for a long time. However, this is also good, if this guy slips away early, then there will be less fun.

The woman named Xiaoqing also admire, except for the clothes on her body. She is softly boneless on Jinhua and gently untied the clothes of the latter. "Senior brother, then you still have tonight..."

"Dry, continue, what to do, continue to do it. Xiaoqing, I will be comfortable with my brother, and you will not be able to benefit you in the future."

Jinhua turned over and pressed the young disciple Xiaoqing under her body.

I am going to have a room for a short time. He is also looking for Xiaoqing, a female disciple of water-based poplar. It is necessary to diarrhea and fire, so that the night can be quickly crossed. When I think of the strong appearance of the Tuoba bird, he has a bad heart, where can he flirt with her? Make up your mind to end the battle in an instant, quick fix.

"Wow, brother, you are so powerful..."

"Hey, how can you call your brother?"

"Hey, brother, how can you suddenly fail?"

"Sister, wait, just fine."

......

A man and a woman, hiding to do things that are unspeakable. If you are known by the Takuya bird at first sight, I don’t know how sad it is.

Thinking of the Tuoba bird, Jinhua wants to vomit, but for the future, he can only endure and endure things that ordinary people can't bear. However, the key moment of being happy suddenly found that he could not do it, and the whole body was **** a soft spot like a slug. After a while, the slugs were hardened and softened when they were about to ride on horses.

"Brother, are you too stressed, or do you want to change the day?" Xiaoqing couldn't hold it anymore, and he was so tired and so tired.

"No, I must ask you tonight!" Jinhua's face was blue and green, and it was awkward again. Unfortunately, it was useless.

Xiaoqing smiled and was not angry. He took a red medicinal medicine from under the pillow. "Hey, take it, I know you will have such a day."

"Dragon Tiger Dan?" Jinhua's eyes lit up, swallowed a swallow of a bite, and the hot abdomen quickly responded, a column of the sky. But when the overlord was hard to bow, the thing softened again. Just giving a little hope, in a flash, is a bigger loss.

"Hey, brother, still can't."

"Xiaoqing, try again."

"Brother, really can't, time is almost, I have to go."

"Sister, wait a minute, sister, don't leave..."

......

Xiaoqing climbed up and put on a robes and left. Only Jinhua was alone in the fire in the wood house, and his heart was cold.

Can't do everything, how to build a house at night?

Will it be torn off on the spot with the domineering of the raccoon and the shackles of the bird?

How could this be?

Jinhua, who lived in the past and lived a tiger, mourned!

In the courtyard, behind a dark tree, Ye Chuan evil smiles, and does not mind to build his own happiness on the suffering of the bird people like Jinhua.

Kid, is the dragon's veins so crystallized?

Ye Chuan smiled and his eyes were getting colder. For him, the broken water is really too small, and a little subtlety, let Jinhua turn to taste the taste. Jinhua, this guy is like this now, how do you get married?

The good show has just begun, and the big show is coming.

Sweeping Jinhua, who was crying without tears, Ye Chuan quietly retreated, and the spirits drove away with a gust of wind.