Chapter 683: Not a good person 4
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Descent of the Phoenix
- Yi Shi Feng Liu
- 369 characters
- 2021-02-04 11:09:49
This Southern Song Dynasty hospitality is also strange, can actually let his prince live in the prime minister's house, is not afraid to plot him?
And the monk temple? Who wants to be a monk?
Turned his head and looked at Xuanyuan Che.
"Since I know where they live, everything is fine." Xuanyuan whispered and looked at Haoyue Road.
Nodded in the moon, there was a sinister smile on the face: "I mean this too."
Missing an arm, breaking a leg, Prince of the Clouds or Prince of Snow Saints lost their lives in the Southern Song Dynasty, see how they unite.
Looking at the smile of the moon like a fox, Ouyang shook his head and said: "Who is your enemy, whoever has never burned incense in his life."
Haoyue heard the words and raised his lips and smiled: "If this is the case, then we..."
The voice was low and a few heads went together.
Night, calm down.
The stars are shining in the sky, vast and vast, boundless.
The moon palace is sinking, Jinwu is rising, and the second day is the blink of an eye.
Haoyue, Xuanyuan Che, Ouyang Yufei, only equipped, and did not leave, someone came to the door.
According to the railing on the second floor of the inn, Haoyue and Xuanyuan looked down at the woman waiting in the lobby.
A purple long dress, elegant and noble, is the woman who painted with Ouyang in the past yesterday.
I glanced at who was waiting underneath, Haoyue, Xuanyuan Che, and turned to look at the right thing to do, this is to admire Ouyang Yufei's leisurely things, let Ouyang fly to solve.
"The inn is simple, and I admire the son of the son of the world. I sincerely invite the son and the family to hover for two days, and discuss it together, and hope that the son will not deny it."
The voice is soft and courteous, but it is everyone's demeanor.
However, I personally invited you to show up, and I don’t know if I lost my self-sustainability.
Ouyang flew a fan and smirked: "The talents are shallow, and there is a fear of having a high love, offending, and the flowers will be done. There are still things in the family. I have to turn my snow."