Imperial Phoenix Rules

In this way, only give Jun Jianlin, let him use the jade to find people.

Throw all kinds of little emotions, the help of the emperor, or thank you, this is the basic politeness of being a person.

Thanks to the Junkou, I am angry, I angered the emperor.

"Don't say thank you."

He took the palm of his hand, the table before the mouth, was directly photographed.

Her thanks, I have opened the distance for two people.

He has never had a good time no matter what to send her.

"... Do you have anything, I am tired, I have to rest."

Don't say it, don't say, Jun's phoenix is ​​slightly smashed, and the attitude is asking for a polite.

After finishing, she had a good answer to the Answer of the emperor.

Junku Huang didn't want to see him. The profile is busy for seven hours, and the spiritual power consumption is excessive.

"There is something. Before I don't officially teach you, I will not touch anything related to the exhaustion."

The emperor reached out and grabbed her shoulders.

Junkuple did not refute, and the tone replied: "I know, is there something?"

After all, she is fine, and the phoenix is ​​fine.

Think of this, the heart of Junko is colder.

She opened the hand of the emperor, and took a soft aura, and cleaned it quickly.

Directly leave the phoenix space and return to the bedroom in the villa.

She is really tired, the eyelids can be incomeping at any time.

Tired to take a hot bath.

When I was around, I thought about all my intimate, she almost worried, she almost worked, she didn't dare to take this risk.

Junku is really tired, only to the pillow, immediately enter the deep sleep.

After she fell asleep, a silver light appeared in the sky, suspended on her head.

A soft silver light, chemical as a silver wire, drilling into the head of the Junko.

The silver line of sleeping the silk is entry, and the Junkko originally the brow is immediately stretched.

The emperor came out of the phoenix space, and it was this scene.

Silver light saw him, hesitated for two seconds, like it is dangerous to judge the emperor to Mochun, and continue to work with his own work.

Emperor Ling Tian looked at this group of silver light glance, and the bloody eyes flashed a lot of colors.

Sure enough, like his previous guess.

The emperor went to the bedside and looked at the breath even, and the Junkou Huang, who was already asleep.

The reached out to her pressed the quilt and stroked her snow with tender and smooth.

This gimmick, reborn, how to become so embarrassed.

Perhaps it is the reason for the excessive spiritual loss. When Mok Huang woke up again, it is already two days later.

She woke up and got up and didn't look at the bed.

Emperor Lingtian took a small bowl of Dongxi to replace her.

"Drink this."

Junkuo low, is a small bowl of brown soup, exudes a rich medicine in the white jade small bowl.

She gently heard, did not guess what herbs in brown soup, but I know that this is used to repair mental damage.

According to the reason, the best efficacy should be Dan medicine, but I don't know why the emperor will make these medicinal materials.

"I will do this yourself."

Junkko reached out to open the white jade small bowl in front of him.

She will also refine the cultan medicine that fixes mental damage.

Junkuchi now thinks that the body will reach the heavens, giving the emperor to the world, and I don't want to have anything to do with him.