Ordered to Marry Thrice, The Mysterious Wangfei

Wind Festival also agreed with Feng Hin's view, “I also saw in the grave-theft books left by our ancestors that in the ancient period, some fairy gods or strong people died, they would be forbidden with the last Qi god, and the latter, while gaining their strength, would also bear corresponding responsibilities. If the new witch god of this wizard has no resentment with the master and wife, it may be the last words of the deceased, but it is not ruled out that they have other purposes, so we better find out what to do later. ”

Hua Yuman was silent. She thought that she would have to find a way to meet the witch moon. Ask him face to face and naturally it will be clear.

However, she did not dare to tell Thirteen, afraid of how much he thought, afraid of how worried he was.

Mo Ziting, who had been silent, glanced at Manl and said softly: “Actually, there are only a few reasons why you want to kill someone. First, revenge, must be paid. Second, domestic vendettas, disputes, hatred and unfamiliarity. Three, buy murder. Four, a two-rib cutter. V. Vengeance. Sixth, this is what you call an unknown vendetta. I thought about it, one, two, three, four, none of them, maybe five and six. ”

Thirteen frowned after hearing it. Love? Why is it so uncomfortable, so troublesome to hear the word.

Hua Yuman is also a mothbrow. Why is it so hard for her to hear it?

“Manl, don't think so much, those people come, we kill one, we kill two, we kill one pair. If any witch god is ungodly, I will not believe that she has nine lives and will never die.” Mo Ziting stretched her hand and patted Wah Yu Man's shoulder to give her strength.

Much had happened to Manl lately, and she always felt an invisible pair of hands twitching around her.

Hua Yuman smiled softly, "Yes, two, kill one pair.” After so many things, she is not a good man or woman, killing is not that difficult for her.

“Little feather, don't think about it, don't go out lately, wait to marry me again, after the wedding, I'll take you to my master's valley for a while, okay?” Thirteen's voice became softer and softer. Qingxuan Mountain has not returned for a long time. It is time to bring his wife back to show her master.

“Hmm.” Hua Yuman nodded.

“Master, I'll go to the Imperial Palace again.” I definitely want to see if the witch god will save the witch.

Thirteen nodded, “You go with the dark soul. If there are any anomalies, go straight back and do not conflict. ”

“Yes.” She hugged Mo Ziting softly and whispered a few words to her, leaving with the dark spirit.

Hua Yuman glanced at Mo Ziting's already raised abdomen, some distressed to Michelle: “Go to the Imperial Mausoleum too! ”

Michelle knew what she was thinking, looked at the thirteenth glance, nodded her head and left.

Mo Ziting was touched and amused by Manl's meticulousness. “I'm not so fragile. Pregnant women need to go to bed early. I'm going to bed. You should go to bed early. ”

The only thing she can do is try not to worry about their hind legs.

“Good night!” Hua Yuman nodded with a smile and called Qingqing outside the door to help Mo Ziting back to his room.

“Feathers, let's go back to your room! ”

Thirteen waved to get Feng Xian to back off, but Hua Yuman called Feng Xian, "Help me find out where Feng Mo Xi is. ”

Her voice fell, but Phoenix stunned. She turned her head to her master. Is it difficult for her master not to tell his wife about it?

Hua Yuman saw Phoenix not talking, but looked at the thirteenth and frowned unconsciously. “What's wrong? ”

Thirteen pairs of Phoenix nodded, “Go down first! ”

Phoenix bent down against Hua Yuman and immediately ran like the wind.

As soon as his thirteenth hand reached out, he carried his little feather into his arms, explaining: "A month ago, Phoenix Creek died. ”

When Wah Yuman heard this, the whole person was stunned, his heart rose cool for a moment, and an unnamed sorrow spread throughout his body.

Is he dead? Didn't you fall asleep?

The sadness on Little Feather's face hurt Thirteen very much, and he didn't like her grieving for other men.

“Little feathers, the Phoenix people say he died after practicing martial arts, and has been dead for a long time, estimated to be two or three years. I didn't tell you, it's just that these things are kind of weird. ”

13 Speaking of this, I couldn't help but hold the little feathers tighter. The identity of Phoenix Creek is really suspicious, mysterious and weird, making people completely out of their minds.

He does not want little feathers to feel guilty about Phoenix Creek, nor does he want her to spend too much spirit and energy on him.

Hua Yuman frowned and patted herself in the head. Her head seemed to hurt again.

There seemed to be a few times, Phoenix Creek just slapped her head like that, and then she stopped hurting, and this time, she suddenly wanted him to show up again.

But he's dead.

No, he couldn't have died long ago. She saw him a while ago, and he sent him something. How could he have died two or three years ago?

A moment later, Wah Yuman made a decision, "Leaving the Yang, I want to see the Phoenix Creek. Is he buried? ”

Thirteen was silent for a long time, and finally he couldn't bear to refuse Little Feather, "Okay, I'll go with you. Heard that Elder Phoenix could not accept the fact that her son was dead, she froze the body of Phoenix Creek in an attempt to give Phoenix Creek a life with banning techniques. ”

Hua Yuman bit his lower lip and looked seriously at the thirteen, "Do you think the person we met was Phoenix Creek? ”

In her view, Phoenix Creek's skills are much higher than Phoenix's, but Phoenix Creek did not pass the chief's examination. The Phoenix people said that he could not go to the Qi Wan Tower, but Phoenix Ming took her up, and she still came and went freely, this...

13 Some of the moves kissed the little feather's face, "Actually, that's what I thought. ”

However, he did not want to prove the speculation in his heart. He preferred to die in the real Phoenix Creek, the one that had always been infinitely good for his little feathers.

Saying that he was selfish or damaged, he wanted to hide it from Xiao Feather, but he could not refuse any request from Xiao Feather, so the two left the city that night and went to the Phoenix.

They just left. A black sedan appeared in the sky. The sedan was unmanned, but it flew in the direction of the Phoenix, like black lightning...

Huayuman and the Thirteenth Master Mercedes-Benz were in the middle of the night, and they were in very fast shape, and the black sedan was not slowly chased behind them, and they would not find them, nor would they lose them.

Almost to Ice Blue Town, Huayumann took a 13-turn turn and rushed straight to another place.

“Little feathers, but what do you feel?” XIII Sensitive sensation of an unusual fluctuation in the air, though slight, is real.

“There was a woman chasing us, and I smelled a strange scent.” And she smelled it before she thought about it, and she already guessed who it was, so she stopped.

Soon after, the black sedan stopped in front of Huayuman and a woman in red came out in a mask.

“Long time no see, Manl!” The woman in red laughed softly, and although she didn't hear much surprise in her words, she didn't have much malice.

Hua Yuman looked lightly at the red demon in front of him. The woman in red veil mask called softly, "Long time no see, closed moon! ”

The witch closed the moon and laughed quickly, “I came today to tell you that from today on, we are the enemy, you may already know why, I will not explain. ”

Huayuman said faintly: “Let's just explain, I'm not as smart as you think. ”

She really wanted to meet the witch moon, some, she wanted to ask in person, after all, from the letter sent by the witch moon to General Haiyan's house, she intentionally made friends with her, a turn around, but they became enemies, some of which made people behave.

The closed moon closed its eyes and said seriously: “I am now the new wizard god of the Witch clan, because of this identity, I must assume some responsibility, one of which is to kill you, whether you die or not, to initiate an assassination mission every ten days, not to kill, to die a whipped corpse. Manl, don't blame me. You're the first person I want to be friends with. ”

After that, the witch turned sad and went into her own black sedan, "I'm gone, Manl, you take care, nine days later we're still enemies. ”

Huayuman sighed, turned around, ready to leave with Thirteen.

Just as she turned around, a black sword was shot in the black sedan and stabbed Hua Yuman in the vest...

The speed of the sword is so light, it's no better than light.

Just one centimeter from Hua Yuman's vest, the 13th Sensitive sensation of danger flashed with his little feather and fled.

However, the danger is not far away. The black sword, like eyes, turned a bend and struck around Huayuman again...

Thirteen hearts are freezing cold. This is the Witch Sword of the Witch Nation...

He gave a hand and heard nothing but a "blast”. The black sword cried out and fell to the ground.

“Little feather, hurry up...” Thirteen's words have not been spoken, the sword on the ground flew again and stabbed directly at Thirteen's heart.

Hua Yuman pushed away 13 without thinking. Just when she thought the sword would pierce her body, a white light flashed. The sword pierced something, but Hua Yuman didn't feel pain. The next moment, the sword and a snow white thing fell on the ground at the same time. Hua Yuman only glanced silly, tears fell off like a broken pearl...

“Snow Dream... Snow Dream...” Huayuman shook his hand and held the blood-stained rabbit up on the ground.

Snow dreams sparkled a slightly blue light in his eyes, his body shrunk towards Huayuman's side, eventually turned into a little starlight, disappeared, Huayuman's tears hung on his face, but his expression had stalled.