: 821, there is nothing to explain, everything has nothing to do with me.

821, there is nothing to explain, everything has nothing to do with me "Give me something!" Ming Mist said a faint sentence.
Only the lyrics will be so troublesome. They always send their own things by the hands of others, and they are all things that people can’t accept.
Princess Qin Xian took out the exquisite and compact stacking sound, explaining: "This is actually one of the women's bodyguards."
Mingwu Yan glanced, then nodded, "something is good." The person who gave the gift is somewhat speechless.
She threw the stack of sounds back into the marriage space and then ignored it.
She knows that Yuqin delivers things. If he doesn't accept it, he will want more tricks to force her to accept, and she will go to the royal holy land today. She doesn't want to be at this time.
The Prince of Tianfan saw the yuqin actually let the Qinxian send a small gift, and some of his heart is not a taste, Xiaoyan also basically did not receive his gift.
Long Tian originally wanted to say something to Yan Yan, but now she is forbearing because of outsiders.
Non-rotating and waving to Yan Yantou, beckoning, "You come to help me play chess, I take Xiao Erer to go outside to breathe."
Mingwuyan did not understand the non-spinning moment, but he thought that he might have something, so he nodded and replaced his position.
Prince Tianfan has not played chess with Xiaoyan, so this time he will not leave, and the person who is playing against himself becomes Xiaoyan, and his heart is still very happy.
However, there are still no two steps in the game. The lyrics and the yin are coming. When the two come, the atmosphere around them changes, and the cold and strange can't be said.
Mingwuyan is also depressed, what are these two people running now?
Yuqin looked at the fog and looked at it. He didn’t say anything, but the Yin Shi said it was a haze. "Small girl, if I were you, I wouldn’t play chess with the Prince of Heaven, and Yuqin. How is the next set?"
The bright fog squinted at the lower eyebrow, and the tone was cold. He said to the sinister: "I don't play chess, you are free, I go out and turn!"
After that, she simply left the womb.
The Tianfan Prince did not stop her, but quietly gave his emperor Qinxian a glance, and Qinxian Princess immediately followed him away.
When Qinqin saw the little girl walking, she did not leave immediately. She really played chess with the Tianfan Prince.
Only in the next two steps, Prince Tianfan felt the fierceness and killing on the lyrics. His heart sank and he looked at him unconsciously.
After a few moves of the lyre, the chess road suddenly turned, strangely surrounded by the Prince of Heaven, and the cold voice rang in his ear: "Don't try to approach her, you can't afford it."
Prince Tianfan saw that Yuqin actually threatened him, and he was a little angry.
"This sentence should be advised to you." Prince Tianfan said unceremoniously.
If this is what the king said, it falls in the sense, but from the mouth of the lyrics, it just makes him want to protect Xiaoyan.
This lyrics will send a small gift when it is not moving. I want to use these things to impress Xiaoyan, and I think it is too good.
The lyrics listened to the words of the Prince of Heaven, but they smiled lightly and did not re-export.
It was a sudden explanation of the sinister. "You are a prince, or don't be too good for her. It hurts the little girl. The demon spirit is always staring at you. It is intended to make you a prince."
Prince Tianfan does not speak because he also knows his father...
Yuqin looked at the Emperor of Tianfan and saw that he had already wanted to understand. So he stood up and did not play chess. He turned and left.
The yin had to follow up again and did a follow-up job like a follow-up.
On the other side, the fog and fog walked along the road of the Magic Palace, until the sound of the collision of the weapons stopped.
I saw a group of women dressed up in front of the sword, and the moves were very fierce, as if they were going to kill people.
Because of the amazement, Mingwuyan forgot to move his footsteps. At this moment, a broken sword suddenly flew toward her...
The bright fog is slightly flashing, avoiding this broken sword, and then looking at the owner of the sword.
"I'm sorry, sorry!" A group of women saw the broken sword and almost wounded, and came forward to apologize.
It’s a bit of a surprise to see the attitude of this group of women.
"Forget it, you are not deliberate. Next time you pay attention to the sword." Mingwuyan does not want to care too much about this matter.
However, she did not care about it. The owner of the broken sword cares about it. She said with pity: "I don't mean it, please forgive me!"
The fog was ready to leave when she waved her hand, but the woman suddenly pulled her hand, and a white arm climbed directly on the arm of the fog, just as she wanted to take the opportunity to touch it. When the hand of the misty face, Mingwuyan a backhand, directly twisted the woman's hand, and she immediately screamed.
"Gongzi, how are you doing this!" The woman shouted softly and charmingly, and the voice was just like someone who had strengthened her.
The fog is frowning. What are these women doing?
At this moment, a group of women suddenly began to undress, and while the body twisted off, the scene did not mention more debauchery.
The bright fog wrinkled his eyebrows, and when he was about to leave, he heard a loud voice coming from afar.
"Your Majesty, that Yan Gongzi is crazy, how dare she treat the goddess like this."
The fog is fascinating, and it’s true that someone is trying to make a difference.
Just as she was going to be angry, her neighbors suddenly raised a powerful spiritual power. This spiritual force directly attacked the group of women who were screaming. Immediately, several women flew into the sky and directly vomited blood. The land died.
Mingwu Yan squinted his eyebrows and quietly felt the source of this spiritual power. When the direction was determined, her bottom flashed a chill.
She turned her head coldly, just to see that the Emperor and the night old with a few people have approached from a distance, the expression on their faces seems to be accusations and anger.
Mingwu Yan chuckled, a trap, actually came to her head.
These people in the magical mainland think that she is too bullied, or do they feel that it is too ridiculous to bully?
"Yan Gongzi, the Emperor wants you to explain it!" The demon spirit swept over several bodies on the ground, and there was a hint of haze in his eyes.
The fog is cold and cold: "There is nothing to explain, everything has nothing to do with me!"
The old man looked at the handsome young man in front of his eyes and said coldly: "I have nothing to do with you, are these women in front of you? Still dead?"
"What do you want to say?" Mingwu Yan looked cold at the night and looked at the old man. This old man is full of calculations. What is he doing?
The old image of this night is not the same as what I imagined before, and certainly not as harmonious as my own master.