: 3187 Jun Muyan! You provoke a little white face! (for ticket)

What Mu Yan said is not a question, but an affirmation.
The teenager on the hill slowly turned his head, and the eyes under the red dragonfly seemed to look at her, as if nothing had been seen.
The thin lips swelled in a slight curvature. "Jun Muyan, I have been playing with you in the gravel gang for so long, I have forgotten that I am coming to kill you. Just, why don't you promise me to stay? In the gravel gang? So maybe you can live longer?"
The juvenile slender fingers were dialed on the celestial piano.
Tianmo Qin did not give him any reaction, making an unpleasant noise.
It’s a sneer from the unstained one:
But I still don’t want to kill you with your own hands! So, I have to collect your most important weapons and let the Kaishan sects come to me.

The last sentence, from the unstained, was passed into her ear with a voice: "But, you can rest assured. You are the most interesting woman I have encountered in my life. These dirty garbage kills you. After that, I will definitely unload them and take revenge for you. From now on, my heart will also leave you a place forever. You are happy, Mu Yan?"
Happy, your sister is happy!
Mu Yan looked cold and cold at this dead metamorphosis, did not speak.
At the beginning of the encounter with the unstained, she did always be wary, vigilant.
But slowly, from the unstained, no more aggressiveness was revealed.
And the familiarity of his seemingly incomprehensible, and let Mu Yan unconsciously relaxed the vigilance.
She really forgot, this teenager is full of maliciousness from beginning to end.
There are wolves in the front, and there are tigers in the back. I am afraid she is fierce.
"Rely, Jun Muyan! This is the little white face that you provoked from!!"
The uncontrollable sound of Qi Huang’s anger is in the ear.
You are an idiot woman. The deity is not looking at you for a month. You are then beating the butterfly outside. This little white face can’t match the garbage of Luo Yun’s. What the are you looking at?"
Mu Yan: "..."
Seven Xiaohuang, I beg you, this ancestor spared me!
Now that I am alive and well, you only care about me and provoke no troubles? !
"Can the Tianmo piano get it for me?"
Qihuang screamed: "Of course you can... Hey! Rely!... Who is this kid? Why is the deity of the deity and the demon piano isolated?!"
Mu Yan’s heart twitched and her brows wrinkled.
During the seven-speaking talks, the Kaishan sects and their summoned beasts have come to the fore.
She doesn't have a celestial piano now, and she is still stunned.
Almost can be said to be a desperate desperate.
It is such a desperate situation that Mu Yan is inspired by the unruly heart.
She sneered, and her eyes swept over the Kaishan sect, and eventually fell on the white boy. "I want to die! It's better to share it with everyone!"
The voice just fell, the crystal clear seven swords slowly appeared.
The sword shines on the body.
Between the heavens and the earth, the light of the stars is like a firefly, moving closer to the seven swords.
Gradually gathered into a beautiful river.
From the undyed back, it was straight and straight, and all the expressions on his face became stiff.
Even if he covered his eyes, he could see how shocked his look was at this time.
He is so open-eyed, through the red dragonfly.
Looking at the helpless girl below, she gently waved out the seven swords in her hand.