MTL - Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess (Long Live the Mad Wife!)-Chapter 1278 21st century

It is them!

The people in Shuiyue Village came to report that they started to children in the village!

Then, as the treasurer whispered, a group of people came in and seemed to be holding them.

It is impossible to eat this meal and want to eat it well.

Just when Feng Chuge’s intentions were moving, the Emperor’s dust was to reach out and touch the head of the Fengchu song. "You must eat first, I will deal with them!"

When the words fall, he raises his arm slyly, and a sigh of air emerges, and the slap of the treasurer is turned back!

"Sure enough, it's not an ordinary person. The strength is so high! When you get together, you must take them down!"

After all, all the people came together!

The imperial dust and narrow scorpion raised slightly, looked at them, and there were some glimmers on his face.

"Right, dust, don't hurt their lives." Fengchu song is still eating something, suddenly realized what, squatting.

The emperor nodded.

At the time of speaking, the group of people had been besieged before, once again, a powerful attack on the Fengchu song and the imperial dust, but they are not the opponents of the imperial dust, even if they join hands together, in the imperial dust Under the counterattack, there is no way to do it one by one.

The wall of the shopkeeper leaned against the wall and stared at his heart.

"What about the treasurer? This person is really amazing!"

"Don't worry, let's delay the time here, don't let them go, for a while, Master Qingyun is coming."

"Really? Master Qingyun is coming?"

"Correct!"

The affirmative voice of the shopkeeper fell, and the morale of everyone on the side was high.

When the Master Qingyun came, see where these two people fled?

Feng Chuge and the imperial hearing are very good, not accidentally put their words into the ears.

On the table, Feng Chuge single-handedly squatted and turned to look at the Emperor's dust. "Dust, come eat first, are you hungry?"

"Yeah." The emperor finally settled down, and as a matter of fact, nothing happened.

He sat comfortably and sat there, seeing the people on the side vomiting blood, but everyone passed the genius, but no one dared to step forward.

"Dust, you like to eat the most." Feng Chu song picked up a dish, put it into the imperial dust bowl, the emperor's dusty lips and a light hook, laughing low. "it is good."

After he finished eating, he also picked up the dishes and gave them Fengchu songs...

For a time, you are jealous of me.

This sweetness, I saw a lot of people on the side horrified!

These two people are so ignorant that they are so high!

I am almost dead, but I am still here, Qingqing, me? !

It is too irritating!

After a while, almost all the dishes on the table were finished, and the two people were like nothing.

"How, these dishes are good?" Feng Chu songs laughed at the emperor.

These dishes were all cooked according to the recipes written by hand before she left Shenwu.

"Good." The imperial dust is very satisfying.

"How can I not know that you know so much?"

"You don't know how much! You used to have a lot of food in my hometown."

"The hometown of the woman?" The emperor was a little shocked.

He clearly remembers that the Niangzi is an apocalypse. It used to be in the Apocalypse, and at most, it was eaten in Fengyuelou.

"If there is a chance, I can take you to the past." Feng Chuge squinted and smiled. But she knows that she is unlikely to return to the twenty-first century.

Just as the two said this, from the outside, there was a rush of footsteps...