Chapter 178: Master, you and he will not be related to blood?

Feng Lingran black sly deep and gloomy, grasping the fingers of Xiao Yu's arm gradually tightened, and the corner of his mouth pulled out a sneer sneer: "Who is the slave?" You don't need to say more than this king, you know it. Xiao Yu, If you really want to stay in the world that has long ceased to exist, you will not be able to deceive yourself. But the king will remind you that in this world, no one can believe in this king except the king.

Wan Yuyu heard Feng Lingran and Xiao Yu quarrel. He gasped and turned his head and said: "Hey, Ling Ran is right. Just like that, if it’s not Feng Ling, it’s not only decisive, not only If we can't get out, you will be left in Kyushu forever. You shouldn't be tempted with him. He is good enough for you. People can't be petting and charming."
Xiao Yu looked at Wan Yuyu: "Do you think I am petting and charming?"
"Don't say no, hey, you are the least worrying of all the women I have ever seen. This son recommends that you read the women's ring, learn how to be a good wife and mother in the future, the regent of the Eastern Jin Dynasty." It should be a model of the world's women. You are careful, and you are angry and angry, and you are angry with your temper. If you are stunned in the future, are you going to be jokes by the world?"
Wan Yuyu looked at the phoenix and looked at it. His eyes were a little bit sorrowful. Is the temper of this little fox not used by Feng Lingran? Now eat the bitterness of this little fox?
He really wants to see if Feng Feng is alive. To deal with this kind of arrogant little fox, you can't get used to it.
Her face was white and white, she pulled the sleeves of Wan Yuyu: "Yu Gongzi, Xi Er and Wang Ye..."
Suddenly, a cold sight was shot like a sharp arrow, and if the child did not finish it, swallowed it back.
Xiao Yu mouth micro-draw, I think Wan Yu Yu is OK, not bad to that point, I did not expect, Wan Yu Yu is a straight male cancer.
"Feather Saobao, I wish you a good wife and a good mother in the future, and the husband is the day. But the thing between me and Feng Lingran is not up to you."
Wan Yuyu felt that she was very kind, but she was not accepted by Xiao Yu. She was also rushed. His mouth was cold and cold, and he stopped talking.
"His Highness, slow down, be careful."
In the coffin, the Nangong Temple was raised in the dark night, and the coffin was carefully taken out.
The right arm of Nangong Temple was wrapped in a long cloth, and the red blood was oozing out. Can you see how deep his right arm injury?
In the dark, I saw Feng Lingran, and I wanted to kill Feng Lingran’s heart. But he clearly knows that now the Highness is under serious injury, not when there is a conflict with Feng Ling.
A fluffy little guy jumped out of the coffin, his mouth licking the lingering flowers, and seeing Xiao Yu, it happily shook six fluffy tails and threw them into Xiao Yu’s arms.
At the moment when Lingyin threw himself into Xiao Yu’s arms, Xiao Yu suddenly felt a force coming into her arm, and along the veins, flowed into her Dantian. Q8zc
Xiao Yan’s blood seems to be activated, his eyes are clear and clear, and he has a strong spirit.
Feng Lingran looked at Xiao Yan's subtle changes into his eyes. His heart was slightly surprised, and his lips were slightly open. Suddenly her hand was numb, her arm was out of his control.
"Little, congratulations, I have increased my skills for ten years."
In Xiao Yu’s mind, the voice of the purple enchanting sounded.
Master?
Xiao Yu’s heart is overjoyed. He has only seen such one or two times these days. After that, he did not respond, and he could not find him even in his dreams.
"Small child, the teacher feels that your little heart is jumping in the plop, and the little one is not seeing the teacher for three days in a row. Will the heartbeat be so fast?"
Purple smirk laughs, unfair jokes Xiao Yu.
"Little, you can tell the teacher with your mind now, do you really want to be a teacher?"
Mind?
Xiao Yu suddenly enlightened, and thought in his heart: "Master, it’s great that you came out. There have been many things happening recently. I don’t know what to do..."
"Hehehe... Don't worry about the little ones, let's listen to the things that burn the eyebrows first, maybe the teacher can help you."
Xiao Yu looked at Feng Lingran in front of her eyes, and her eyes flashed through distress. In her heart, she said: "Master, Feng Ling used my life to threaten the slaves. The disciples know that he is for the overall situation, but the heart of the disciples is still very difficult. ""
The purple clothes were silent for a moment, until Xiao Yu’s thoughts called him, and he smiled and said:
Hey, the little girl is really hurting the teacher’s heart. I haven’t seen it for a few days. The little child’s love is not in love, like Fengling. Yes."
Xiao Yu's exquisite little red face and red heart tremble, just because of this love, will care.
"Let's not, you still have to leave? Really want to wait for the slaves to kill, everyone died here?" Wan Yuyu saw Feng Lingran and Xiao Yu still in front of the coffin, it is really impatient.
At this time, Nangong Yu suddenly seized Xiao Xiao’s little hand:
Hey, you and I are married now, and I am going back to Nanling.

Feng Lingran black slammed fiercely, this man, not afraid of death!
When Feng Lingran had to work on Nangong, the ear suddenly jumped to the shoulder of Nangong, and the six fluffy tails instantly became bigger. The fierce and fierce stare at Feng Lingran, and he was not allowed to hurt Nangong.
The act of the ear, even Xiao Yu also stunned.
"Little children, returning to Nanling with Nangong."
At this time, the voice of the purple clothes suddenly sounded in Xiao Yu’s mind.
Xiao Yu was surprised. Did the master not let her stay away from Nangong? Why do you let her go back to Nangong now?
No, she can't go back to Nangong. The man's mind is too deep. He has made a fuss about her, and there must be secrets that are ulterior.
Feng Ling suddenly raised his palm, the palm of his hand oozing out the thick internal force, and the black screaming stared at the ear. If the little fox was like his favorite one, he would kill it now.
"Feng Lingran, don't hurt the ear."
Xiao Yu’s little hand was pulled out from Nan Gong’s palm. She didn’t open her eyes and didn’t look at Nangong’s cockroaches. She didn’t look at his injured arm, lest her heart hurt and couldn’t breathe.
Wan Yuyu was completely speechless to the people beside the coffin. They didn't want to go out. He still wanted to go out!
"Since all of you want to die here, the son of the son will not be accompanied, but let us go."
Say it! Wan Yuyu held the treasure chest and left with the cherished child who kept looking backwards.
In the dark night, I stared at the treasure chest in the hands of Wan Yuyu. I really wanted to grab the Nangong Temple. I thought that Nangong Temple was seriously injured now. He stood still and couldn’t move. He could only watch Wan Yuyu take the treasure chest away.
Feng Ling suddenly suppressed the anger of his heart and reached into Xiao Yu’s face: "Small things, don't make trouble with this king, let's leave here first."
After a pause, he said: "Your dowry is here in the king. It is yours."
Xiao Yu’s heart moved and looked at Feng Lingran. What did he say? The dowry is hers? He doesn't care about those treasures?
"Don't you come to Kyushu forbidden because of those treasures? Are you willing to give me all now? Don't you?"
Feng Ling suddenly snorted: "You are like this king is as greedy as you?"
"..." Xiao Yu is speechless.
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Xiao Yu slowly extended his small hand, and when he was placed on Feng Ling’s palm, the voice of the purple clothes rang again.
"Little child, the green juice in your body, don't want to solve it?"
Xiao Yu’s fingers trembled, and he was in midair.
Green juice?
The voice of the purple clothes sounded again: "The green juice is simmering, and it is also known as the juice of the people. The blood of the person who mixes the scorpion, after a month, breaks into the hundred scorpions. If you don't want to see, love, heartache to death."
So terrible?
Xiao Yu’s little face was white, and he greeted the 18th generation of the ancestors of Nangong’s family.
The heart of this fake 谪仙 is also stunned, and she is actually sinister to her.
"Little disciple, think for the teacher! You are not beautiful, you can't do anything, you can't do anything like a chess, you are timid, and you have no advantage. Nangong will not look at you unless you blink your eyes... Cough. It doesn't mean that the teacher is the teacher. The meaning of the teacher is... Nangong湚 looks at you, there must be some purpose. If you help him achieve his goal, he will solve the green juice in your body."
Xiao Yu’s face is very unsightly.
Mommy.
Is she so bad? Does the purple dress say her? How can a master say his own child?
"Master, don't you think that if I go back to Nangong, will Feng Ling kill me?"
"Silly, how can Feng Lingran kill you? He is most angry and angry. He may ignore you for a while, but if he cares about you, he will go to Nanling to pick you up. When you are in your body. Green juice has been solved, and you want to leave with Feng Lingran, it is also a breeze."
Xiao Yu looked suspiciously at Feng Lingran, wondering in his heart: "Master, how do you know Feng Lingran? Are you a locust in his stomach?"
"Awkward, you are really disgusting. Is it a disgusting thing for the singer?" Hey! It’s so unreasonable for the teacher to think so carefully, if it’s a bit unfair to Feng Ling, You have to be overwhelmed by what you are doing too much."
"Master, are you sympathetic to Feng Lingran? You and he should not be related to each other?"
"Cough... I just didn't say anything for the teacher, you can do it yourself!"
The coffin suddenly flashed red.
A bright red slave appeared in front of a few people, Feng Lingran, Nangong Temple, and the dark night look changed, staring at the slaves with vigilance.
The slave's pointed nails were all blood. He didn't have time to manage others. Hung Hom found Xiao Yu and worried: "Miss, leave here, fast."
Xiao Yu smells the slaves and is no longer a good smell of medicine, but a strong smell. Her heart is tight.
"Sir, what happened? How could you suffer such a heavy injury?"
"Miss, please don't ask, leave here."
The slave's pointed nails suddenly caught the coffin, and the coffin turned into pieces, and a figure rushed out of the pieces.
It is Xiao Yu.
He held a quirky sword in his hand, emitting golden light and spells. He smiled coldly: "The original people are here, very good. Since you are all there, either hand over the dowry or die all here."