Chapter 117: immortal? monster? Eight

Mingyuan has not been out of the floating island since being conquered. After the fight, there is no need for the spirit of the beast to increase, invited to the feast and the black scorpion looks too embarrassed, so it is useful to mount the place, usually accompanied by the green crane.
But this time it was different, the handsome God sitting in front of a five-year-old girl, even if she grew cute, it is also very expensive. Moreover, the extra children always need to be taken care of by others. This other person must not be a post-Qing.
Although Ming Yuan does not want to see the future, but he can't stand the size of the body.
Compared to the small body of the crane, he is obviously more suitable for manned! Mingyuan was able to clean up the things like a calm, and the heart had already opened the flowers. Before going out, he went to the Qinghe and went around.
The Qinghe, who was left alone, took advantage of Hou Qing’s book for his eldest brother. When I thought of the words of my brother's irresponsible words after the bandits, most of them had to scatter the fire on him, and the heart was blocked. I saw that there was still goodness in the way of Mingyuan's pride.
"Death, you are the light of the glass, look at it, if the owner doesn't want to bring her, the one who stays is still you."
Mingyuan knows that Qinghe’s words are not false, but he doesn’t care. He can go out to the island and get angry with the crane. He is happy. Let the dead crane come back in his own ear every time, how is it changing with each other, how is the image of the master going to the feast?
Ming Yuan deliberately dismissed and snorted and turned away.
Along the way, Houqing is in a good mood. It was rare to take two small outings, one with a sweet mouth and one with a hand and a foot. After the Qing was happy by both, they agreed to their request to swim in the mountains.
Mingyuan is a long time out of the island and really wants to have fun. A warm idea can be much more complicated.
Although Hou Qing has been able to do her for a few days, it is not good, it is not bad. Since she put on the bracelet, he hasn't looked at her with that chilling look, but who knows about the future.
Wen Ruo contacted the assistant several times, and the result was still completely unreachable as usual.
She is now more than 120,000 points of vigilance, while she has to worry about her husband's whim to directly slice her wine, and she has to fight to pave the way for future escape.
If Wen is too much to collect, there is no treasure for storage in his hand, and he wants to ask for a reward for life. If it was not a last resort, she really didn't want to approach the man who couldn't understand the details.
Unfortunately, with her own physical strength, it is not realistic to take it all away. The things on the floating islands are casually taken as a special one. They are all precious treasures. Let her give up and it is like a cut of meat.
Wen Ruo sighed deeply on the back of Ming Yuan.
She had been looking forward to it, and she was pleased to use her to clear other executors. It is really foolish to think about it now! After Qing, this person is not a master who can easily provoke!
As for the information on the post-Qing Qing? Forget it, believe it is worse than believe in yourself...
Since you have to swim in the mountains, you can't fly in the sky.
Mingyuan changed back to the human form and consciously took Wen Ruru to follow him. The green hills are secluded and flowing, and there are frequent probes of birds and beasts in the forest.
Going slow and having the advantage of going slow, but the same, the drawbacks are also obvious.
The little fairy in the lower bounds heard that the Qinghui would pass through here, and they flocked, even if they couldn’t get into his eyes, and the aura of the ancient gods would be good. Of course, these people are all stopped by Ming Yuan. The magic power of those little immortals is not as deep as he is. I want to see his master and see, how can there be such a good thing?
All the immortals were dispatched, and the battle between the two sides was blocked.
At the beginning, there were Mingyuan thoughtfully and meticulously waiting. After Qing did not feel that there was any inconvenience in bringing Wen.
However, Mingyuan has to send out all the fairy gods who heard the news, but also to hold the small stone demon with short legs, but also to send water to the Houqing end tea, even if it is three heads and six arms, it is inevitable that it is too busy.
Wen is very considerate: "Or else, I still become a stone, you put me in my pocket, it will be much easier."
Mingyuan carefully glanced at the owner of the front placket, and lowered the voice: "You are stupid. After you have just transformed your shape, you can not change back to the body and keep going back. Keeping the human form is good for your cultivation."
Wen is like a ring around his neck, and his heart is tidal. Mingyuan is very kind to her, and she is so busy that she still remembers her. She decided that she must work hard to practice in the future and repay the Mingyuan.
Wen was very touched, but her feelings only lasted until dusk. Because of the rise of Mingyuan, she sold her to the post-free husband who was doing nothing...
Hou Qing has always been held by people, not to mention holding a child, even seeing someone dead, dead mother selling the funeral father will not blink. At this time, holding the stiff body is as warm as it is, in his heart, except for awkwardness, the rest is faint dissatisfaction.
Before the Ming Dynasty, this stone demon would also blow her upstairs to her admiration, and when she followed Mingyuan, she smiled. At this time alone with him, he was stagnant.
Hou Qing’s eyes were so good that Wen’s eyes were thrown into his arms, and the frightened panic in his eyes could have caught his eyes.
She is afraid of him.
Hou Qing holds Wen Ruo standing under the ancient vine tree with branches and branches. The pink-purple vines hang down in a string, the breeze smashed, the flowers swayed like bells, and swayed and swayed his silvery hair.
The air is filled with the fragrance of vine flowers. The two men were opposite each other, silent for a long time, or Hou Qing first opened his mouth: "Don't worry, I will not kill you for the time being."
Wen is like crying and tears. She is wrong, she should not regard him as a well-developed, simple-minded goods...
She carefully reached out and tried to hold the neck of Houqing. The voice was soft and soft, and it was as low as dust: "Don't eat me, the stone demon's meat is very old, not delicious."
The skin that she put on his neck was warm and desolate, softly nestled in his arms, reminiscent of the scared little beast.
After Qing squeezed her meat-bagged arm, her lips gently raised a slightly invisible curvature: "How can I start with my own people, but if one day, you are no longer your own..."
Wen Ruo looked up, tearfully said insincerely: "I will be very obedient, there will not be one day." This is to force her to a dead end! Either endure, or die, you can't bear it!
"Very good," Houqing said, "Become a stone into the Qiankun bag, or go down and pick one." Wen Ruo pouted, slowly let go of his hand, pulling his clothes and slowly sliding down.
Waiting for her to stand on the ground, Hou Qing did not sweep her after the end of the eye, and turned around and turned around. When God is too long, he also forgets that the power in his body is inherently automatic, even if it is a random walk, it is very comparable.
This winding mountain road is not worth mentioning for him at all, but Wen is very difficult to go.
Her short legs are short, and it doesn't take long to change shape. It is not easy to keep up with the pace of Houqing. At the beginning, she was walking fast, and gradually, she became a trot. Until the end, even the trot could not keep up, and unconsciously fell a long distance.
After I remembered, I remembered, and when I looked back, even the shadow of the little stone demon was gone.
Facing the complex eyes of Mingyuan, Houqing is also very guilty. For a little while, he lost his man.
Although it is easy to find, it is nothing more than a kale of effort, and his mark is in the bracelet, and even without going back to find, he can directly know the position of the little stone demon. But when I saw the little girl who was sitting on the side of the road and cried with pity, Hou Qing still could not help but regret it. But it’s a little monster, what is he guarding against...
After Qing leaned over and picked her up, she patted her vest stiffly: "Well, don't cry." How could she cry so much, a pair of big round eyes were quite bright and transparent, this time It can't be seen like a walnut.
Where is Wen’s willingness to stop, knowing that this distance can’t run away, waiting for his heart to be soft. In order to make her image miserable, she also deliberately made a roll in the grass.
It is a pity that the singer's nephew that she sent her will not be dusty, and she will be clean and fresh. Otherwise, she will not need to lick her own eyes.
Wen was so aware of the truth that he couldn’t reach it. He snorted and whispered in his arms: "Foot pain."
Standing on the side of the Mingyuan, I quickly reached out and wanted to take her from the owner's arms. I don’t know how to see her later, holding her slowly and returning to the road: "The glass is not going, let's go down and let Mingyuan give a carriage."
When Ming Yuan did not understand, he asked: "Master, what is a carriage?"
After Qing stunned, he gave him a look: "Whatever I want to tell you, what are you doing? Do you know if you want to grab a monster to pick up the trailer?!" His face is dark and heavy. Not as comfortable as it is.
Hou Qing made a big step down the mountain, and his heart was in doubt. How could he name a name he had never heard of, only at that moment, he only subconsciously felt that something like a "carriage" could carry people, and he did not want to blurt out.
This is too strange. Is it a problem with the soul?
Now I want to come, his maliciousness against Xiao Shi Yao is not his own intention. He said, he is not so unconventional, he is a bullying child. Hou Qing will tighten the temperature in his arms. When the matter is finished, he may go to a professional to check.
Ming Yuan was inexplicably stunned and did not dare to speak. Since the owner said that he was going to catch the monster, he would go to grab it. Just after catching it, what kind of car should it drag on... This is a problem.
The same is scared, as well as Wen Ruyi, she now knows that the past violations are the source of the source!
There is nothing wrong with the data record. The fault is the person of Houqing!
When I thought that Hou Qing was not a genuine product, Wen Ruan felt that her heart was bursting with cold. Who is he? Executor, traversal, or something else? !
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