MTL - Reborn Spoiled Ming Wangfei-~ 211 found each other's identity

The low sound is like the accent on the Fengqin. Although it is light, it falls straight into the heart of the person. It can't be ignored. The blue singer can hear the sound and know that this person must be the ghost field of the dragon. Ghost Lord.

Lan Younuan stopped his own steps and raised his cheek to the ghost owner of the ghost field. Standing not far away, a man with a black mask stood tall and black. The robe with the breath of the king descending from the sky, such as the temperament of the pine as bamboo, the ink is pouring into the waist, the hair is cold, even if so far away, with a cool breath, a pair of swords eyebrows obliquely Hey, the white skin of the mask is even more delicate than that of a woman. Even if the blue secluded is so far away, you can see the fine texture on the skin. Even if you can’t see the true face of the man, you can be sure of this ghost. The Lord is also a beautiful man who is one of the best, but Lan Younian has no interest. After all, she already has a beloved man, and she does not bother to look at it.

"It turned out to be a ghost master. It’s really a sight to see!" Blue Yushen was dull with a low voice, but others listened and felt the voice of the ruthless son was very elegant. Lan Younian knows that he has actually run into the ghost owner, and he also looks at the coldness of the ghost owner and knows that there must be a fight tonight, and Lan Younian only hopes to make a quick decision.

After the blue mourning, the blue blade and the blue front quickly moved closer to the blue secluded side, and the murderous murderer hidden in the dark also walked out and stood behind the blue mourning, even if standing opposite. The ghosts of the ghost domain, and no one has the look of retreat and fear, they only need an idea, that is to protect the good lady, do not let the lady suffer!

Looking at the blue secluded side, there are so many people around, the dark ones and the dark ones that cover the black towel can of course not be compared. After all, this is not the other person but the enemy of the master, so follow the ghost field in the dark. The killer also appeared, and at the same time the two squares became a confrontational situation.

Feng Yi Xuan looked at the opposite ruthless son, because the blue blade and the blue front cover, so the wind wing Xuan can not see the blue secluded look, can only see a general, but Feng Yi Xuan feels very familiar, wind wing Xuan even felt that his thoughts had the momentum of a ruthless son, and thought of Feng Yixuan who looked at the opposite side.

The ruthless son on the opposite side wore a one-month-long white silk gown, and the placket draped straight and smooth, with a dark green belt close to the waist, and the warm jade was tied to the waist with a rope of the same color as the belt. The figure is very long and straight, and Zhong Ling Junxiu is like a fine pine in Xianshan. Fengyi Xuan has to agree that this ruthless son is indeed a rare character. Unfortunately, he even licks his own thoughts. Although it can't kill but...

"But the ruthless son, it doesn't look very good!" Feng Yixuan said with a disappointment, even if he would appreciate the man opposite, but as long as he remembered that the relationship between this man and his thoughts was very good, the vinegar jar of Fengyi Xuan was overturned. .

Lan Nian thought a glimpse, did not think that this ghost master is so direct, and the speech is full of anger, blue secluded thought carefully, the ruthless pavilion did not offend the ghost domain, but the ghost domain has been looking for the trouble of the ruthless pavilion In this way, Lan Younian’s impression of this ghost master is even worse.

"Oh, how does this son don't work for the ghosts, as long as the people who like this son think that this son can be good!" The hand of Lan You Nian gently wiped the blue silk of the cheek to the back of the ear. There was a lazy smile on the face, and this feeling was actually chic and charming.

And Feng Yi Xuan listened to the opposite words, directly thinking of the ruthless son likes to be thinking, he meant to read absolutely he is very good? In this way, the atmosphere of Feng Yi Xuan’s body immediately became even more cold. Like the Xuan Bingbing, the people who were cold and present were also feeling the cold in the subconscious, and they could not help but shudder.

"Some people are not what you can like, and the ruthless son is still a little farther away!" Feng Yixuan sneered, if someone else would not spend so much, but the opposite ruthless son has helped him more and more, he Although he hates it, he has to admit what he has done for his thoughts, and he just knows that the opposite man knows that the opposite man is not a sinister and cunning person. If he can dissipate his thoughts, he will also Will not be stingy and must be hands-on.

Lan Younian was speechless by the words of the opposite man. He likes who he seems to have nothing to do with him. Is it that the ghost master even has to interfere with one's thoughts, and she likes Xuan is not needed. Anyone who comes to it.

"Who does this son like to be with the ghost master? It’s ridiculous!" Lan Youn’s eyes were cold and said, "And the people who like this son like the son, the ghost master, where are you going to roll back?"

Feng Yi Xuan listened to the opposite man's words even more angry, his thoughts only like himself, can only be himself.

Feng Yixuan moved around the whole person, and the speed was so fast that everyone could not react in a moment. He saw that he had already reached the ruthless son in front of him, and the five fingers together became a fist, and the palm began to condense the internal force, but then separated by a few feet. The distance, a palm flat shot to the chest of the ruthless son. If this palm is really photographed on the chest of the ruthless son, although it is not fatal, but the serious injury is certain, fearing that it will take a few months to recover.

The appearance of Lan You Nian is cold and indifferent. The sun's eyes are slightly stunned, and the deep ice is absorbed. She did not think that the martial arts of this ghost master would be so high. I fear that only Feng Yi Xuan can compete with him. Lan Younian’s body moved slightly, avoiding the tricks of the ghost master, stepping into the air, and flying in white, already standing not far away.

At this time, the ghost owner who is preparing to continue to take the shot has a glimpse of it. Feng Yixuan has some incredulously looked at the man who stood in the distance and escaped his own punch. He just noticed a scent, which is It is a taste of thoughts, and he felt familiar to the man from the beginning. Although he regarded the opposite man as a rival because of his thoughts, the familiarity is not negligible. He never Other people have had a sense of familiarity unless...

The wing of the wind wing Xuanqiu slightly hooked up, the smile at this time is not a cold smile, but a real smile with a pet.

Lan Younian now knows that the ghost master is not a good person at all, but she is not a soft persimmon. The blue secluded step is lightly coming to the front of the ghost owner. The hurricane, the robes on the body made a **** arc in the wind, but it was free and easy to fly to the extreme. The blue mourning hand held the dagger with the carry-on, the dagger pointed directly at the front of the ghost's neck, but in the dagger When I was close, I was held by the ghost master in front of me.

Then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, the black-eyed ghost master held the ruthless son in white and held it in his arms. The ghost's arm also suppressed the ruthless son's moves. The action is too embarrassing, but the premise is that both are men.

Everyone in the ghost field was shocked by the chin. Is this their indifferent master? And as far as they know, the master is very serious. What is more important is that the master does not like the mother? What kind of trouble is it to hold a man like this? The darker ones are feeling worthless for the blue secluded thoughts. Do they think that this ruthless son has given medicine to the master, or how can the master make such unreliable things?

The ruthless people are also shaken by the legs, how can their ladies be held in their arms by the ghost master? Miss is Pluto, and more importantly, Miss is now a man's dress. Is there anything good about this ghost? Blue Front, when they think about it, they are ready to attack. It is necessary to protect the innocence of the young lady. Can the young lady be defiled by such a person!

At this time, the blue mourning is even more annoyed. She knows that this ghost master's martial arts is very high, but she did not think that she would be suppressed so easily, but it is not that she loses herself but herself. Was thin, she was actually hugged by this man, and the most important thing is that she was not excluded from the first time except for Fengyi Xuan, the biggest idea of ​​blue mourning at this time is to kill this ghost .

Although the internal force was suppressed, but Lan Younian refused to accept the internal forces of his body and was ready to break free, but the consequence of this is that his internal force is afraid to lose some, but the blue secluded regret!

Feng Yi Xuan certainly feels what the little man in his arms wants to do. He is both angry and distressed. He has to take off his mask and have a slightly low voice, but the smell of musk is fascinating. Addictive "Missing, it's me!"

The action that Blue You Nian had been struggling stopped, and the man who took the mask was not the Wind Wing Xuan! Lan Nian Nian was surprised by the long and big mouth, his eyes were round and round, and then he did not calmly reach out and squeezed the cheek of Feng Yi Xuan. After confirming that it was true, the voiceless voice called "Rely, this is called What is it?"

The wing of the wing of the wing is slightly tilted, the eyebrows are picking up, and the eyebrows are piled up with a smile. The face that is so beautiful and beautiful is inexplicably a bit more sinister, enchanting, he reaches out to make the blue mourning The mask was taken down, and everyone in the ghost field saw that the ruthless son was not their mother!

The killer of the ghost field and the killer of the ruthless pavilion, which had always been eyeing, did not care about picking up their own face towels. They all took up hostility. After all, everyone is afraid of being a family.

Lan Younian retired from the arms of Feng Yixuan, deliberately cold face and said, "What is going on?"

The people in the ghost field looked at the posture of the interrogation of the blue mourning, and they consciously raised their thumbs. The mother is too embarrassed. They have not seen anyone who dares to speak to the master. If there is any The long-eyed disobedience of the main child is a word, die! However, if you look at the main body’s love for the mother, you will not be angry at all.

Feng Yi Xuan looked at some angry little girl, some unnaturally touched his straight nose, he really did not think that he was so smart for so many years, he even turned his little girl into a rival, the ruthless son is thinking The two were originally a person. He was eating vinegar in the end, and it was still tangled for so long. I thought that Feng Yixuan felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, he did not do anything to hurt the ruthless pavilion. Otherwise, I don't know how to think about myself. I think that Fengyi Xuan is a little scared.

"Cough!" Fengyi Xuan looked at the blue secluded and quickly explained, "I am the ghost of the ghost domain, I did not deliberately conceal you, because I have never wanted you to get involved in these darkness, so I did not tell you!" Wing Xuan really feared that Lan Yu’s thoughts would be ignored if he was angry.

Looking at the way that the master of the family is so rude, everyone in the ghost field hates the iron and does not become a steel, Zhenfugang!

Lan Younian listened to the explanation but did not show a smile, but asked angrily, "Why is it aimed at the ruthless pavilion?" This is the most important thing. Think about the loss of the silver blue sorrow that you lost in the past, and these are actually Or what Feng Yixuan did, it was not distressed but angry.

This is not the right thing to say, the blue sorrow will look at the people in the ghost field, everyone is trying to squeeze out the smile, but resolutely do not answer, the master does not represent the mother, it is good for them, if They debunked the master's careful thoughts. Do you know if there are any good days in the future?

Lan You Nian looked at the wind wing Xuan Zhiwu I did not answer for a long time, the eyes flashed, the eyes rose in the fog, watching the wind wing Xuan distressed, and quickly replied "I thought the ruthless son to marry you, so jealous, I want to teach the ruthless son, even with a ruthless pavilion!"

"What?" Lan Younian said unexpectedly, then suddenly laughed, the lips and smiles shallow, like the flowers opened in early spring, beautiful and beautiful, the crisp laughter can not stop, laugh The blue secluded stomach is hurting, or Feng Yixuan looked at the distressed blue sacred thoughts and took her small belly.

After a long time, Lan Nian Nian stopped the laughter. She really didn't think that the recent ruthless thing was because the man was jealous. Think about it. It’s really good, I’m so good, I can Your own love? Feng Yi Xuan is really clever and confused.

Waiting for the blue singer to laugh, Windwing Xuan asked "Missing, not angry?"

Lan Nian nodded and smiled and said, "I am not angry at all, but the ruthless pavilion has lost a lot of money!"

"Dark one, send the money of the ghost domain to the ruthless pavilion!" Feng Yixuan's eyes are not shy.

"Hey? No, just double it and I can do it!" Blue Nian Nian loves money but not greed.

"My is yours!" Fengyi Xuan said, completely disregarding the distressed expression of those ghosts.

"Then it will be there for you, anyway, yours is mine!" said Blue Nian.

"Good!" There is no reason to be pampered.

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