Chapter 2237: Cloth towel dropped

When I said this, I suddenly let the elders of the Tianzhi Valley outside the door look ugly.
They had heard that this Wanma Pentium would stay in Tianzhi Valley, and thought that they could take advantage of the opportunity to make a big deal and even have a relationship with the Zongmen family.
However, when we say this now, it is clear that it will never let them benefit.
But the ugly face is just a few of them. The other people in Tianzhigu, especially the Lingwu Academy inside and outside, are simply ecstatic.
As disciples or mentors of Tianzhi Valley, they want to experience the galloping of horses, and naturally they are more flexible than others.
The rogue fairy looks admired and looked at it intricately, only then: "Well, now the review is over, please start..."
"Why are you a monk, why do you take away my brilliance? Why do even my father speak for you? I want to break you down. I want you to die without a funeral!!"
The words of the rogue fairy have not finished yet, and suddenly there is a screaming scream from behind her.
Then, at a time that no one expected, Yun Feifei swung in a screaming face.
She had a whip that was covered with barbs in her hand, and when she was raised, she was flashing with scary scarlet.
A pair of eyes were completely replaced by twists and crazy hatred and swearing, waving the whip to the face of the sly.
Although I knew that Yunfeifei’s body would work, I didn’t expect it to be so fast, so suddenly.
The function time of [scarred] is usually related to the state of mind and the intensity of the soul.
Yun Feifei was so quickly [smuggled] around, and also represented this short half-hour, she looked at the limelight, looking at the light that robbed her, how much hatred and grievances in the heart.
Suddenly tightened in his hand, he was pulled aside by Ji Ming.
The whip that came over was caught by Ji Ming, and opened.
As the whip was shackled aside, Yunfeifei fell to the ground with a wolverine, and his face was full of blood.
In the eyes of Ji Ming, the murder of Sen Han is condensed.
He didn't care a little bit. Under the broad public, he would smash the corpse of the scorpion who smashed the creek.
However, Ji Ming has not had time to shoot.
Suddenly, there was a strange silence in the square.
Yes, dead silence.
Even when he was just present, everyone was silent and silent because they were too shocked.
After the interest rate, someone took a breath.
A pair of double-eyed beads almost protruded and stared at the stage.
Ji Ming’s heart twitched and raised a bad feeling.
Quickly turned and looked at it, I saw the cloth towel on my face falling down because of this change, revealing a face of the country, the unparalleled face.
No words can describe her beauty.
Even these people saw Yun Feifei, when they saw Liu fluttering, they could also judge the fat and thin, and they were all good at winning the field. However, when they looked at the girl in front of them, they only felt that they could not breathe, and they kept turning around in the world. How can there be such a beautiful woman, such a broken word.
Ji Ming’s face was completely dark.
He raised his hand and the cloth towel quickly flew up, covering the sly face and blocking the large gaze that almost burned.
Rao is like this. He is still not satisfied. He holds the girl into his arms and hides her face and body. She also bows her head and kisses as if she is sworn in sovereignty.