The wind and dust spirits already know.

The rest, free clouds. The ink doesn't want to hide it either.

Unexpectedly, the free cloud only stared deeply at the ink, and the latter took the ink into his arms, and the sound was a bit dull: "How painful have you been all these years?! ”

She's in pain? The ink rolled over her eyes in the clouds, and he could see that she was suffering.

“Me and you go back to the Mo Tian dynasty. ”

A firm and unwavering tone.

“You're back with me. What about your fugitive dynasty?” Immediately, the ink poured away the clouds and his eyes opened wide.

Since she was no longer planning to become a fairy, she would not force herself if she did not follow the Mo Tian Dynasty.

I just thought that he got his hands on this fugitive dynasty so easily, should I give up so easily?!

The ink doesn't want him to pay so much for himself.

She's scared, she can't pay.

Oh... when did she become so cowardly?

“Good boy," Xiaoliu clouds held the ink in her arms, her jaw against her shoulder, softly said, “How can the Xiaoliu dynasty withstand you! ”

“Besides, it is not necessarily necessary to remain at large before I can deal with the affairs of the State. With you, same. ”

The ink poured back and grabbed the clouds, and the ink stained eyes had faint tears.

Yun Yan, thank you.

……

After spending a few days in the Aerial Dynasty, the Ink Sky Pedestrians returned to the Ink Sky Dynasty.

Along the way, the free clouds are unreasonable to anyone but Gordon, even to the free clouds.

In the later understanding, Indra also knew that the help of the Free Clouds had a great relationship between winning the throne and Free Clouds. There was no relationship between the free clouds and the free clouds before. Although the free clouds used to want to pull the general of the free dynasty, they always came home against the wall.

But at the end of the day, he was able to help him take the throne.

As to why he would help the clouds, he said only one thing: "Do it smoothly. ”

The guard around Yuanyun Zhang Feng, compared to Yue Yao's rigidity, Zhang Feng's men living in the country of male respect seem a little weak, more like the men of the Mo Tian dynasty.

This, as soon as I returned to the land of the Mo Tin dynasty, was stopped by a group of unknowingly bad women.

She was headed by a pretty decent woman, except for a deep scratched mark on her right face, which added a lot of awkwardness.

“Gentlemen, taking over these four wonderful beauties must be overwhelming! Why don't the sisters help you eat?! ”

Come on, a couple of rough-looking women behind the ladies laughed.

Yue Yao was the most impatient woman. She stood up and pointed her sword at the woman headed by her head and said, "Fuck off. ”

Shit, she's getting upset by that peak, and these guys come looking for excitement. I really want to die.

I'm sure they've never had a tone and attitude like this before. The smile on their faces suddenly stifled. Then, the woman in the back was very polite and tall to Yue Yao: “Where did you come from, you know who our cow sister is?! Watch your fucking life. ”

“Sister Niu?” Yue Yao weighed up and down the woman in the head, without hiding the laughter, “No wonder she called Bull Sister, she looked like a cow. ”