Chapter 121: immortal? monster? twelve

In the following days, Iser, who was taken in, did not seem to have a different look at Hou Qing. The only one who stayed in his car was Wen.
Arthur wants to take the initiative to get in touch with Houqing, and then he is not good enough to mix his face in front of him. However, Hou Qing rarely came out, even if there is a need, there is also a singer. Not to mention, Wen Ru is against her defense, wherever there is a place where Arthur may be close, she has spared no effort to stop it in advance.
Since that day, after she saved her, it was like forgetting Esser, and she did not take the initiative to call her.
Isaiah couldn’t figure out if Wen said something in front of him. He wore small shoes in the back, but he did not express his position. She didn’t dare to touch Wen’s for a moment, so she just went so honestly. Turtles are mixed together.
If it’s just a peer, the most unbearable thing for her is the language attack that the turtle will endlessly chatter in the daytime. It’s like that she can be accepted by the gods because she did not care about the suspicion.
If she doesn't want to be weak in front of other people, she really wants to slap it on her face! To take in her sister, she is forced to take it by force. !
Wen Ruo looked at her patience in her eyes, not to say broken. It’s just that no matter how Isaiah tried her best, she kept her car and insisted on not taking the other step.
It is impossible to say that Wen is in a private undercurrent with Ai Erer. However, he did not mention anything, and did not mean to intervene at all. It was only when Wen was over-fired, and glanced at her in a fluttering manner, letting Mingyuan go to the pot.
What does the pot mean? Without the opening of the post, Wen also understands that it is nothing more than asking her to turn into a stone and roll it into the oil. As long as it is not used to refine the dragon oil, then the point of rolling oil can not really hurt her. However, the face is not so good.
When no one is present, Ming Yuan will carefully plead for her: "Glass is a naughty one, and the nature is not bad. In the case of Ai Erer, she will not be able to get off the stage, so I will follow the owner first. ......"
Hou Qing is not afraid of telling his own words to Xiaoshi demon: "She is not too small, let her stop, don't go to a fox that is not shaped, then I will help the fox directly, let They both have to fight enough."
At this end, Mingyuan hurriedly ran out to stop Wen as a black hand, and then Qing was annoyed.
His rescue of Esser was also a moment of his mind, calling people into the car, and after seeing it, inexplicably felt that the other party was familiar. This kind of familiarity is not because I really know the white fox, it is a feeling that I can't tell, I think he should help her.
After Qing is a casual person, he will do what he thinks. At that time, he even thought that it wouldn't matter if she gave her a few drops of sputum, helping her to shape and protect her. These seem to be what he should do.
Hou Qing had already taken the sapphire bottle, but at that time, Wen was not doing it.
She did not dare to make it clear to the post-Qing, but she was silent and silent, and her face was lonely. I usually stick to Qingqing anytime and anywhere. I haven’t been close to him in those few days. Even sleeping, they are curled up in the corner of the car, and the whole person’s spirit is wilting.
It stands to reason that it is impossible to change the mind of a little monster for a little monster, but it is really soft.
From a rational point of view, Xiao Shi Yao has followed him for a long time, and his eccentricity is also normal. Emotionally speaking, Hou Qing can't talk about how much he likes the white fox. The idea of ​​wanting to take it is very fast, and it is very inexplicable.
Hou Qing temporarily suppressed the doubts, but also condone Wen as a provocation to Esser, as long as she is not excessive.
With his hints, this road is still safe. It didn't take long before it reached the front line of the war. This time, after receiving the news of the arrival of Hou Qing, the Yellow Emperor was too lazy to take care of him. After a few months, the big anger was wiped out. The Yellow Emperor only arranged for the people who were familiar with the Qing to go to arrange, and they did not attend the connection.
His old man did not appear, and the most happy one was the old friend of Houqing.
It’s a good idea to guard Huang Chuan in the hell, but at the beginning of the war, it was ruthlessly transferred to support Xiong’s. He is not saying anything to the gang of the Yellow Emperor. It is really no one wants to come below. Everyone pushed it, and the king of the Tibetans said, "In any case, Huang Quan has never had anything big to do in the past few hundred years, or let the ferryman help him to look at it. He went to the Yellow Emperor with a little help." , lest others say that we are a small family."
It’s very unpleasant to think about it, I thought about it, so I’ve got a post-clearing partner here. As a result, the heart was reluctant to grind it, and even the shadow of the people of Houqing did not see it.
I asked when I asked, the guy ran home after playing...
Originally, the stagnation was still gloating, thinking that the Yellow Emperor had no face, and the land must be squatting in the ears of Houqing and dragging him back to pay for the crime. Every day, the boring hits and hits, and the hooks also point to this point of music adjustment. As a result, he did not expect this, let him wait until the summer from winter.
Now that he finally caught the post-Qing, he called: "You guy, not enough friends!" Houqing squinted at him and took the hook and put it on his shoulder: "I am familiar with you?"
Looking at the back of the Qing, sitting on the side of Wen Ru, seeing and swearing, deep sympathy, not everyone can be able to stand up to the cold face of Houqing. I still wanted to sneak a slap in his hand and quickly forgot my original intention. I gnawed my teeth: "We are not familiar with it. After knowing for thousands of years, you are not familiar with me, will you be late?!"
After the Qing did not decide, he turned his face down: "Oh."
Oh? Oh what? The hook was suffocated by his chilliness. When I looked down, I saw the warmth that was brought around by him. I came back to the spirit: "Hey, how come a little the battlefield, are you not afraid to see that you are not happy?"
Hou Qing is still the kind of death that ignores: "family."
It’s not a fool, knowing that Hou Qing is perfunctory, and he has to swear down his words:
You just want to bring a family member, but also bring some decent goddess, bring a little girl Baby, isn’t it...
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Wen Ru is unable to sit still, laughing and pulling the collar of La Houqing: "Who is this uncle? It looks ugly, and it is more disgusting to laugh." Her words are actually correct. . In the place where I have not seen the sky for a thousand years, I have a pale face, saying that it is as white as the body, and that it is more red and bloody, and the mouth is big, and the mouth is open.
If you hit this person in the middle of the night, the heart may be a little bit ill and will be scared of big problems. In all fairness, it is said that he is uplifting him.
After Qing looked back and looked at it, it was rare to show a smile and patted the head of the warmth: "Don't talk to people who are ugly, it will lower the grade."
The accused of pulling down the grades of others is not angry. If there is no such appearance, how can he scare the gang of wild ghosts in Huangquan? In the heart of the hook, Wen Ruo’s words are not a blow. Instead, he is recognized as a red-naked praise: "Little guy, have a vision. Let the Minger give you a few drops of sputum, family members must have family members. Well, it’s not like a small one to take it out."
Wen is smiling and has no openings. He is a good friend for many years, and it doesn't matter how they make jokes. But she wouldn't be stupid enough to pick up when she didn't express her position. Do you want to sip her, and I’m sure I’ll have a final conclusion.
As for the family members mentioned in the slogan, Wen Ruo will not take it seriously, and the slaves are also within the scope of the family, isn’t it? She is very self-aware.
He hooked up the wine of a jar and slammed it into the post-Qing case, dragging him to fight. After Qing did not quit, how much he ate, he followed how much he drank. Both of them had a good amount of alcohol, and the people who got together were drunk by them, and they didn’t see a little bit of wine.
Until the end, the cockroach hooked up and raised, and simply held the jar and dried it directly. Houqing still squatted and squatted. That jade is not really big, but even the speed of the wine line in such a jar is not slower than that of the hook. After a night of fun, the guests who came to cheer up were finally satisfied with the little monsters.
Wen Ruo had originally thought about hooking a few words with him. As a result, he had not stopped all night, and did not give her a chance to open a post-clear. Helpless, Wen Ruo had to watch them play with alcohol, and actually sat for one night.
On the second day, after he was still stunned, Wen Qing had sneaked away and went to the gate to stand outside.
After the waking up, the squad was just out of the door, and Wen was so shocked that he was on the side: "Little baby, what are you doing here?"
Wen Ru looked up and smiled and said: "Come to borrow something from you."
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Wen Ruoy’s eyes are not stunned: "It’s what the owner wants, but he is embarrassed to speak, so let me borrow it."
I am interested in this: "Oh? What do you want to borrow?"
"Bundle of celestial ropes." Wen Ruyi replied with a smile.
The bundle of celestial beings, as the name suggests, is an artifact against the gods. There are three bundles of celestial cords, two of which are from the Yuxu Palace. One of the masters in the earth is afraid of staying in the hands of the grandson, one is in the real life of Taiyi.
The root of the hook is the refinement of the king of the earth, and the function of the other two bundles is different. The focus of the Yuxu Palace is on the control of the fairy body, but the main thing is to bind the soul.
After hearing what the post-Qing Qing said could not be exported, it turned out to be a bundle of celestial ropes. I couldn’t understand it: "There is nothing to say about it. You let him come. I will ask him directly."
Wen is ashamed to bow his head: "The fun of the boudoir...how the owner can speak directly."
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Lying in the trough! When did the post-clear become so ugly? ! Actually playing a soul ban with a five-year-old girl? That is a monster... Also, it’s too ‘flowing!
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