Godly Empress Doctor

There was silence around and no one made a sound.

Indeed, as the Imperial Night said, all those present were losers. Everyone was busy, and all were busy. The victory fruit was stolen by Feng Xiao Five alone.

Silence, silence, silence...

The Midnight stares at the wind, the wind stares at the Midnight, and the two men draw their swords and crossbows, ready to fight.

Finally, the wind beat the battle first.

He stared at Midnight: “If I wasn't in a hurry to find Windy Five, I'd have to fight you today! ”

Midnight chill: “Come on, come on, come on, come on. ”

The wind waved impatiently: "No time! ”

Afterwards, the wind looked at King Linyuan and shook his fist seriously and solemnly: "Boss, you must find Wind Five! We have to find her! ”

The wind just wanted to ask herself, does she have a conscience?!

The colors of King's Landing were uncertain and it was always cold, and he said, “Let's go. ”

After that, he took the lead.

The wind stared hard at Midnight and quickly walked away.

Xuanyi stopped a wounded Mu Yao Fairy, his face was cold and followed closely.

Watching them leave quickly, Midnight shouting fist: “This Windy Five, when I catch her, I have to beat her to the ass! How dare you mess with Master Ben! ”

“Young Master... don't you want to kill her?” The elders have some doubts.

It's not like the way the young master used to do things. You know, the young master belongs to the kind of heartbreaking character of smiling evil demon stabbing a sharp knife into the enemy's heart. Now he's being so fooled by that girl, he just hums and threatens?

Are you mad at that girl? To think of it, the elder couldn't help but look at the Midnight.

“Shut up!” The Imperial Night stares at the Elder: “Let's go! Don't let the people of King's Landing find that ugly girl first! Even if you want to kill her, Master Ben will kill her himself! ”

Watching his young master roar, the elder muttered: “You don't think the young master won't let that girl get killed by Master Feng...? ”

“Shut up!” The Imperial Night stared angrily at the Elder, angry!

“Oh...” The elder is as good as a flower.

The Midnight breathes down the river, touching his chin and thinking, into a deep silence.

I rarely saw the Young Master like this, so the elder who cared for the Young Master gossip couldn't help but stretch his head, not afraid to die asked: “What is the Young Master thinking? Why don't you tell me and let's help out? ”

Eight elders and nine elders nodded together.

“Strange.” Mideast touched his chin at night and looked suspicious: “I always felt that something was wrong in King's Landing... but I just couldn't figure it out, what was wrong...”

The elder said, “Prince Jun is always calm and self-sustaining. Ten thousand years of iceberg face, high and unpredictable, the anger does not show color. What can he do wrong? Don't think too much, huh? ”

“Happiness does not shade... Happiness does not shade... ah! I thought of it!” The Mideast Night made a loud finger and shouted excitedly, "I know what's wrong with King's Landing! He's not mad! He's not mad! ”