Chapter 537: You are fish 7

"Guo, why should you promise her? Even if she has 500,000 soldiers and horses, can we proudly do so without wooing it?"
The arrogant prime minister has always been unable to understand why their mothers are so afraid of this Yeluyue month, 500,000 soldiers and horses, can it be destroyed by the proud cloud?
Wen Yan, the Lonely Cold and the proud cloud owners looked at each other and closed their eyes silently.
In the island, there is only the royal family passed down from generation to generation, but others do not know their absolute existence and the absolute supreme.
The proud singer saw the king and the prince Qi Qi closed his eyes, his face flashed a glimpse of silence, but did not attach to him, could not help but frown and said: "Wang, what is the danger? If she is really bad for the Prince, We bluntly, the Prince is not a person who cannot listen, why bother..."
The words are not finished, but the meaning of the arrogant prime minister is very obvious. Since everyone knows that she is going to harm the alone night, then telling the alone night will do, will it be impossible to be alone and will love her to love her life?
At a glance, the proud king and the prince did not speak, and suddenly an anxious footstep sounded outside, coming quickly.
"Wang Shang, Wang Shang..."
The garrison commanders rushed.
"What?" The proud face of the country is not good.
The garrison commander stepped forward, and the ear and the proud voice of the head of the country were quick words. The head of the proud cloud changed his face in an instant, and the rush of this life changed his face, almost no more than these days.
When I stood up, the proud face of the country was sullen, and Li said: "With the widows." While rushing, I rushed to the palace of the night.
The Prince of the Lonely Cold and the proud of the prime minister saw this, too late to look at, and quickly hurry to keep up.
Spring is bitter and short, and the king is not early.
If you can get the sweetheart around your loved ones, these young men and women, who have lived.
The night is graceful.
In the solitary night in the East Palace, there was a burst of buzzing heartbeat.
The voice is loud and the language is shocking.