If she is defiled by this disgusting man, she will not notice her death.

The colder, the more I want to be more angry, the more I want the flute's voice to be more harsh.

"Hey...!"

Leng Yayi squatted on the belly of the disgusting man and slammed it directly onto the wall. He slammed it and then fell.

Leng Yazhen said in her heart: "Hey man! I want to eat Lao Niang tofu, go to hell!"

"what……!"

"Smelly woman! You dare to kick me, I want to kill you."

The disgusting man held his head in his hands and turned into a huge embarrassment when he finished speaking.

The disgusting woman saw her man become the original form, and she also became the original form.

The couple wanted to even deal with the cold, but the flutes that the cold and elegant squirts were too harsh, and their cultivation was gradually disappearing, which made them very confused.

I want to attack the cold, but the painful voice has been hitting their brains, causing them to stop rolling in place.

Leng Yazhen saw her own hands and gradually began to become transparent. She knew that her spiritual power had been used excessively, but she could not stop now. Once she stopped, the consequences could be imagined.

Leng Yazhen endured the shaking body, the silver scorpion slammed a little, and there were countless swords in the air, and the sound of the flute blew again.

"what……!"

"贱人......!"

The two donkeys were stabbed by the sword of Leng Yazhen, and they yelled on the ground.

This is the case, the two cockroaches are still not dead, in modern words, that is. "I can't beat Xiaoqiang."

Leng Yazhen is now full of sweat, and the silver scorpion gradually begins to scatter. The jade flute that she blows, but needs the spiritual power to blow, seeing the spiritual power dry up, both of them are still Did not solve it, Leng Yazhen was anxious and frightened.

Leng Ya's feet are already soft. "Fox brother! Yara can't support it." Leng Yazhen went down to the ground and the pain did not come, but it fell into a warm embrace.

"Ya Yan! Hold on."

The little fox saw the pale face of Leng Yazhen, and his heart suddenly hurt.

Leng Yazhen slowly opened her eyes and saw that she was the double purple cicada in her memory. The face leaked a smile: "Fox brother! You are coming."

The little fox nodded and hooked Leng Ya in his arms, and there was a purple-grey fox fire in his hand.

"You two disgusting worms, dare to bully my wife, go to hell!"

The little fox, holding the cold ya, walked out of the palace, because where he stayed for a second, he felt extremely disgusting.

The whole palace was turned into **** under the fox fire of the little fox. Although the cultivation of the little fox was not high, his fox fire was born with it, it was given by the heavens and the earth, and he wanted to put out his fox fire. ?

Two words. "dream."

Unless there is such a supernatural repair as Shangguan Yunyi and Night Charm, it will never be possible.

"Women! You are not like?"

The little fox is holding a cold yell, and she is concerned about her. She is not a person in this world. He chooses to pass on her spiritual power to her. She can't absorb it, so the little fox finds a remote place.

Hum, cough, cough... everyone knows.

Leng Yazhen shook his head: "I am fine! It is the excessive consumption of spiritual power."

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