Chapter 679: Bee bee butterfly 13

Without any ambush in the dark, the action is quite fast.
Quickly through the hinterland of the valley, into the periphery, far away from the moon, you can see the place where Ouyang Yufei and Xuanyuan Che stood. At this time, the water that has been surrounded by the water is leaking, and the person who is crushed by black is still seeing what Ouyang Yufei and Xuanyuan Che.
The eyebrows flashed a little, and what the two men were doing was to let them lead people away, but absolutely did not let them bring everyone to their side.
Quickly integrated into a large crowd, Haoyue stood on the commanding height here, looking through the neck of the person standing in front, this prospect seems to suddenly make the moon wide.
I saw the place where Ouyang was flying underneath. At this time, the butterflies danced in the sky, the red and yellow blue and white, the dancing, the radiant, like a glowing ball of light, in the golden sunshine, exuding Glorious.
And in this radiance, Ouyang Yufei stood alone in the butterfly group.
The white clothes are covered with red orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, butterflies of various colors, and the butterfly shadows fly on the hair, and the shadows float between the sleeves.
Waving a wave, a butterfly flying dance.
Shallow smile, the world rejuvenated.
At the end of the day, the gods of heaven and earth fall into the dust, and they are in the world.
"A beautiful fairy."
Haoyue was amazed, and there was a dreamlike sigh in the ear, and the sly moon almost spewed out.
Female, Ouyang is flying like a woman?
"This woman is only because of the sky, and the world has to look back."
"I want to marry her."
"I also want……"
Listening to all the dreams of the surrounding confession, the eyes are full of the love of men and women, the cramps of the mouth of the moon, a small mouth of cherry almost cracked into the ear.
I did not expect Ouyang Yufei to be so good, good, good.
Resist the urge to laugh at the belly, in the crowd crowded on the eyes of the Ouyang Yang Fei, a look of anger but have to maintain the grace, chic and show, the moon is more and more unbearable.
"Go." I couldn't bear it. I walked over with a hand and glared at her, but it was a bright Xuanyuan.