The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

The appearance of the night wind is actually biased towards Wen Wen Xiaomi.

Unlike the third brother Chu Qiu left the book angry.

His five officers are sophisticated, his skeleton is slim, his skin is pale and fine, and he deserves to be judged like a good woman.

But in his eyebrows, there was a three-pronged, creepy temper, which made him look like a ghost to everyone.

Now under the reflection of the candle fire.

That weak beauty was reinforced at the same time as Moran's ghost.

Let's see him fall out the window for a moment creepy.

The corner of the night wind ticked slightly, "Bring them both down! ”

“By the wind, I...”

Lan Yaozhong's voice was a little urgent and seemed to be trying to say something.

“You can call the master's name, too! ”

But Huang was very rude at night and pulled out the door as soon as he dragged him past the chair he was sitting in.

This chair is not a wheelchair.

Between the pulls, the chair fell, and Blue Yaozhong's head hit the back of the chair directly beside him, making a muffled hum.

“How dare you treat me like this? I am...”

His words were not finished. Yellow had stuck a date directly in his mouth at night.

“Blue Yaozong, do you think you are still the higher Emperor of the Blue Empire? ”

Angrily nearly sparking his eyes, Yellow's mouth slowly caught a grim mockery at night.

“You're not as good as a dog in Blue Dynasty today! ”

Blue Yao's cheerful body was shaking.

His gaze was toward the night wind.

The eyes are filled with incredibly intense and complex emotions, whimpering in the mouth.

But the wind didn't even look at him at night.

He was just a faint twister of a leaf flowing out the window, his eyes distant and dark, as if he was already immersed in his world.

Lan Yaozhong's eyes looked at the clouds again.

The throat is filled with prayer and anxiety.

Yet the clouds looked at him with such cold eyes.

It's like looking at a stranger who has nothing to do with himself.

Yellow dragged the chair away at night.

The rain hid on the roof of the corridor, watching the back of the two departures, if you think about it.

However, his attention soon recovered from the Blue Yaw clan.

At this time of night, Xuan also came to the cold clouds.

However, compared to the brutality of Night Huang's treatment of Lan Yaozhong, Night Xuan's attitude is much better: “Please, Your Highness? ”

Yun Rusheng turned his head and looked at the wind at night before shouting coldly: “Where's Xiaoqi? ”

Night Xuan: “Your Highness, don't worry, the little prince is fine now. As long as the two of you don't move lightly, no one here will dare to hurt you. ”

“And then what?” The clouds laughed cold, "Locking me up with Seven in the middle of nowhere? ”

“Oh, Your Highness is joking.” Night Axen smiles without smiling, “didn't the master make himself clear? As long as Ye Liangchen handed over the [Nose Tower], he would naturally let you go back to Fuyuo City. The promises made by the State Master have never been promised. ”

If the clouds are cold enough to say no more, his eyes drop with the night Axen leaves.

Strangely, instead of leaving the room like Blue Yaozhong and Night Huang, they went directly into the palace's interior.

Rain can barely control the mood you want to rush out of.

You can see the night wind still sitting in the house twisting the leaves.

The impulse of stupidity was crushed by his death.

The cold clouds quickly disappeared into the room.