Chapter 2138: [Third more]

"Giggle"
Wuhe Qinli and others suddenly chuckled and looked at Dustlessly in a joke, looking up, and saw that the dusty and dusty face at this moment fell into their eyes and attracted the eyes, after all, it was the first time to see It was so depressing to be dusty.
"Laughter, believe it or not I beat you all?"
Dustlessly glanced at the girls, her heart was hazy, and her gloomy eyes were staring at Yu Xiaomei Jiu, and she sincerely hoped that the little girl wouldn't come here.
He is good at fighting and killing people, but singing is something like ... After all, dust-free is not perfect. Although he knows a lot, he is really not good at singing. In particular, the song sung by Xiao Xiaomei Jiu is definitely composed of Japanese, and Wu Chen is even better at it. He hasn't even heard it. Isn't it deliberately embarrassing?
However, since Miyuki Nine has made a move, Dustless can only passively follow all.
"I have fans on stage 128 to sing with me."
The crisp voice of Miyuki Yuu spreads. The audience was as excited as they took the medicine, and everyone looked at the seat number with excitement.
"Damn, it's not me."
"Unfortunately, my goddess is going to sing with others!"
"Who is that person? Change your seat with Lao Tzu. I'll pay 1 billion yen!"
The audience mourned and couldn't help cursing the lucky No. 128 bastard, and some even threatened to spend a lot of money to buy the No. 128 seat.
"How many are you?" Wuheqin glanced at Yedaoxian Shixiang and others.
"The main palace is No. 126," Hachimiya Yakuya said.
"I'm No. 129." Night Sword God Shika followed.
"I'm No. 127." He took a look at the seat number under the buttocks, and Hachi Maixu said immediately.
The words fell, and everyone looked at Dustless, with strange eyes. He was sitting in the middle of the night sword Shika and the Eight Dance Xixian. There was no doubt that he was the 128th.
"This little ghost who doesn't know the heights and heights, dare to count me ... playing with fire and self-immolation!"
Rao is a dust-free stereotype. At this moment, she is also frowning. There is no fluctuation in her heart for hundreds of years, and faint ripples are splashed. Even if the distance of Jiu Mei 9 is 20-30 meters, she can see her smile clearly Cheeks.
"Ahhhhhh, audience 128, you are so handsome. People have shown their respects to each other." Yu Xiaomei looked at the dustlessly, her water-cut eyes were full of affection and charm. Eyes are silky, and there is much dedication.
auzw.com "Kill him, kill him, this it!"
Countless male fans have broken their dreams, all of them are like angry tigers, staring at the dustlessly, and they all end up in the same hell.
"You are blessed, dust-free, and Yanfu is not shallow." Village Yu Lingyin teased.
"Hum, fox, it's so brazen!"
Although Cun Yu Lingyin's gloating expressions, but the other women, they all showed dissatisfied expressions, and they looked at Jiu Mi Mei Jiu on the stage very unhappy, and also looked at the dustless with resentful eyes. That is to say, you said before that it had nothing to do with Yu Xiaomei Jiu, even the enemy, but now someone else invites you to sing on the same stage, dare to say that there is no scandal?
At the same time, the eyes of all the audiences focused on Dust-free, everyone was burning in jealousy, and wished that the dust-free shattered corpse would be waned for a while, this kid was so lucky.
"You idiots, she deliberately rectified me, and humiliated her before revenge on me. This temptation Xiaomei Jiu really played, and made me a target ..."
I found that countless men's bad eyes, I can't wait to swallow them alive, and I'm sorrowful, and sighed cleverly for a while. Lifelong vertical and horizontal, I did not expect this time will be planted in the hands of Yu Xiaomei Jiu. Moreover, not to mention the male audience, even the night sword Shika and others also stared at themselves, clearly complaining that they went out to attract bees and butterflies.
"Your private life is too improper, and you need to be more restrained." Wuhe Qinli took the lead in speaking.
"Control a fart, I didn't do anything, and lived a monstrous life like a monk all day." Wuchen looked at Wuheqin in an angry manner, and said, "And you don't want me to be The God of Raiders, why has it changed now? Do n’t you want to go to Raiders every day?

"I ... this is to replace Shixiang and they persuade you!" After hearing the words, Wuheqin stared dryly, stared at the dustlessly, and sat down and stopped talking.
"Hum, seducer Xiao Meijiu. If you want to play, then I will accompany you and have fun, don't cry."
To this day, Dustless is not entangled, and has converged a bit of complicated thoughts. Under the fault of countless people, he calmly walked out of the auditorium and walked to the stage calmly.
"Fight me, make you cry this time!"
After seduced Xiaomei Jiujiu, she showed a cheerful and lively smile. She thought that Dust-free would be stage-frightened. However, she didn't expect that this guy was just tangled up and walked up calmly. Since this is the best way, you can make Dust-free ugly, and make your fans regard Dust-free as a public enemy. In the future, this guy doesn't want to settle down.
"Thank you for your cooperation, audience 128."
Yu Xiaomei's mouth always had a beautiful smile on her face, seeing Dustless walking to her side, and whispering, "Boy, wait for me, I won't spare you before, the good show only starts now!"
Before being spanked by the dust, how can the seducer Xiaojiu who has always hated men can bear it.
"It's up to you, anyway, I don't care, what do you want me to do then." Dustlessly coped, and immediately took the microphone sent by Miyuki Jiu Jiu, expressionless.
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