Peerless Divine Emperor

Chapter 167, he is my lover

"Poetry sister, how can the black magic brother pester you, I am protecting you."

The black konjac is not ashamed.

Jing Yunzhen really can't stand it anymore.

Not waiting for Mu Shi's poems to speak, Jing Yunxiao sneered at the side: "I really want to eat swan meat."

There is no doubt that this sentence is that the Dark Lord is a beggar.

In this sentence, Mu Shi poetry is happy, let alone count the black magic, at least Jing Yun said that her Mu Shi poem is a swan, that is enough to show that Jing Yunyi also thinks she is beautiful, girls often like to be boasted of themselves The same is true of Mu Shi poetry.

Of course, if the black magic boast, it is not the same thing.

But the black devil's entire face is dark.

"Bad boy, what are you, I talk to my poetry sister, what are you doing, go first and go, I will wait for your account for a while, then I will settle with you, and you will cry."

The black devil threatened.

But he just said nothing, the next moment, a word of Mu Shishi, but let him squint, but also let everyone stunned.

I only heard Mu Shi’s poem suddenly saying: "The black devil, your mouth is clean, Jing Yun is not someone else, he is my lover."

Love?

Two words, let the atmosphere of the scene suddenly reached the peak.

"What? Did I get it wrong? Is Mu Shishi with the kid?"

"How is this possible? The kid is not very ugly. If there is nothing, I am afraid that I am still not good. What is the point of Mu Shishi's fancy?"

"It’s a flower stuck in cow dung."

Surprisingly, everyone’s eyes fell on Jing Yun’s body, and they all looked like they were looking at their own rivals.

Jing Yun霄 wants to cry without tears.

From the perspective of Mu Shi's poems, she said that on the one hand, it is to prevent black harass harassment, on the other hand, it is to protect Jing Yunzhen, because she came to the ancient city of the ancient wilderness to know that there are too many enemies established by Jing Yunxiao.

If she claims that Jing Yunzhen is her lover, perhaps many people will be jealous of their ambiguity, and they will not dare to make trouble, including the Dark Lord.

But she thought it was obviously too simple.

In this way, not only did it not help Jingyun, but it made Jing Yunyu become the target of public criticism.

The first dissatisfied, naturally still black magic: "Poetry sister, even if you don't like me, you don't have to practice yourself, let such a country who doesn't know where to pop out suddenly pretends to be your lover?"

"That is."

There was a sound of echo around.

Jing Yunqi originally refused. At this moment, I heard that the Dark Lord is so humiliating him. The rest of the people are so addicted and sorrowful, and they are not happy at the moment.

Since Mu Shishi said so, he is still afraid of what Jingyun is.

The next moment, Jing Yunyi, regardless of the three seven twenty-one, directly grabbed the small waist of Mu Shishi, and put Mu Shi’s poem into his arms, and said to the Dark Lord: "Who said that I am impersonating, black Devil, if you really can't eat the grapes, you will say that the grapes are sour. If I were you, I would immediately sneak in the mirror and see how they look like dogs."

"What? He actually married my goddess."

"Bad boy, put Mu Shi poem, let me come."

"All give me away, I lost love, let Laozi cry for a while."

When Jing Yunzhen slammed Mu Shi’s poem in his arms in front of everyone, the scene immediately exploded.

Especially when everyone saw that Mu Shishi did not struggle to resist, and let Jing Yunzhen squat, they were all broken.

In fact, at the moment when Jing Yunzhen suddenly caught Mu Shi’s poems, Mu Shi’s poem instinctively resisted.

The fascinating hand is like a pair of pliers, and her waist is clamped to death, and even intentionally caught a few times on his hips.

It can be seen that Jing Yunxuan said that she is her lover's words, that is, she said that she would not make too much action to overthrow her own words, so she had to let Jingyun squat.

"Bad boy, immediately release your claws from the poetry sister."

The Dark Lord is angry.

If he said that he was in order to win the good feelings of Mu Shi poems, then at this moment, his anger has completely banned his thoughts that he wants to be good.

"Never let this kid live in this world again."

The black magic heart is raging.

"Black Devil, what are you, I talk to my poetry, what are you doing, go first, go with my account, I will clear it with you, and when you cry,"

Learning the tone of the Dark Lord before, Jing Yunxi directly threw it back.

After that, he also grabbed a hand of Mu Shishi and kissed him directly on the back of the jade hand in front of the black magic.

The emotions of the people around do not know what words to use.

As for the Dark Lord, the eyes are full of killings.

Mu Shishi also stunned for a while before he came back to God, and his face immediately rushed to a blush.

"Districts and martial arts, but also dare to make times, find death."

The Dark Lord can't bear it.

He screamed, and the whole person, like the same breeze, suddenly appeared in front of Jingyun, and then directly swung his right palm and fanned down toward Jingyun's cheek.

He wants to fan Jing Yun to his aunt.

"Snapped."

The crisp applause sounded around and made everyone jump.

Everyone thinks that Jingyun is going to be miserable.

In the next scene, everyone sucked in a cold air.

Because there is no slap in the face of Jing Yun's face, but there are five red-finished finger prints on the face of the black devil. It is Jing Yun who slaps the black devil, instead of the black devil giving Jing Yun a slap.

"How is this going?"

Everyone is very surprised.

Just the black devils have clearly taken the lead, how could the result be that Jing Yun beat the black devil slap.

Not just them, even the Dark Lord is embarrassed.

At that moment, even he did not see how Jing Yunyi shot.

"The area is spiritual, and it is only a few days before I step into the spiritual environment. I dare to make a mistake in front of me and find death."

"Snapped."

It was a slap, and the fan was on the other half of the black magic, and the sound was crisper than the last slap.

After this slap, the Dark Lord was directly fanned and his body was heavily slammed on the ground.

"Hurry, how can his speed be so fast, he is obviously only a martial art, a person who has no qualification for shoes, even..."

The Dark Lord crawled up from the ground and felt the burning tingling on the cheeks on both sides. He was almost mad.

In particular, he just didn't see Jing Yun's first slap in the face, even if the second slap did not have time to see it clearly, he would have liked to dig a hole in the hole immediately, this cliff is completely shameful and lost to his family.