: Section 238: That Spilled Color Streamer (10)

"Of course not, it is not easy to give you a set of self-defense, and it is not a radish cabbage in the vegetable farm. On the basket." I want to roll my eyes to show him, even if it is Thousands of years later, this level of protective clothing could not be sent to the soldiers who defended the country and served as the standard.
"Little vixen, you said, this is for the king?" King Yizun was once overwhelmed with great happiness.
His auspiciousness is thinking about his safety all the time.
These days, I can't sleep at night, and I don't care about eating busy meals. I am probably preparing this thing.
"All right, gadgets, please don't show your touching expression?" She grinned uncomfortably, feeling that she was more suitable for Xuanyuan Yao's cool and indifferent appearance. [
Hasn't he always wanted to marry her as his wife?
And she does not reject this life with his man who is open-minded, generous, tolerant of accepting'new things'.
That's why it's so polite.
In the final analysis, the material of the protective clothing was also dug from King Yizun’s arsenal, and the candidate who worked hard to process was also found by Xuanyuanyao.
As for her, she drew a picture, and then gesticulated, and got the finished product, when the gift was delivered.
Hey, it's really nothing.
"In this life, only the little vixen has sincerely put the life and death of the king in his heart." Xuanyuan Yao sighed sadly and couldn't hide his happiness.
The previous betrayal of relatives, the disagreement of father and son, the disharmony of brothers, almost made him forget the taste of family.
This was a missing piece, which made him a little abominable, and he was dominated by hatred.
Why did you think that one day, God gave him a magical little fox, redeeming and changing the heart blinded by darkness.