Chapter 735: 2.171 Let go of my female donor

Chapter 735 2.171 Let go of my female donor
"Molian?" Qiaomu took a bite off guard and his eyes narrowed roundly.
He bit her! He was bitten by the crowd!
Qiao Mu's face was full of vigilant expressions. Shouldn't this guy be one step closer to wanting, slap her "old face"! ...
"Why are you ..." Before Qiao Mu's words fell, he saw the man with a cool face, hugged her directly, and strode toward the city gate.
"What are you doing?" Qiao Mu moved his little hand and was pressed down by him.
Qiaomu felt keenly that the man was angry now. Well, it looks very angry!
But why? Classmate Qiao lowered her head and racked her head with confusion.
It should be said that she has been very good at calling him! Why is this guy angry? Huh!
And it was just two nights.
She didn't want to fall into the seam by herself. To blame, she can only blame the head of the underground village for being bad!
"Female donor!" At first glance, the little monk saw that her own gold maiden was taken away by a murderous man. Where could she be patient, she hurriedly took small steps and ran to them.
"Door, you are too wrong to do this! Let go of my female donor! Don't mess around!" The little monk held up his swollen chin and stretched out two fat little fingers, aiming one higher than him The large section of Molian pointed hard.
It looks so cute that everyone around me laughed.
Mo Lian's eyes darkened, and she said to the young monk, "Your female donor?"
"That's right!" The little monk didn't know how to die. He stretched out two fingers, lifted it towards the sky, and nodded at Molian, "You quickly let go of my female donor! The little monk told you that there is a cause and effect in this world We work for others, we must be clear-minded, and we cannot force anyone! We must know that the cycle of causality is not to be reported, and the time has not yet come ... "
Mo Lian winked with a faint wink, and returned to the wind with a low cough, and flew in front of the young monk like a whirlwind. He lifted him up and held it in his hands before he finished reading.
"Let go, let go!" The little monk whispered, without much anger in his voice, but still stretched out his two fat fingers, thinking cutely, "How can you use violence and power? This is very wrong. Hurry up and let go! This donor is back to shore, you have to make mistakes step by step. At that time, there is no way to save them ... "
The returning wind drew the corners of his mouth and, under the gesture of Prince Mo's eyes, tore off a piece of clothing, and directly blocked the young monk's mouth.
Where did this Nima kid come from? The fart is bigger, and it's wise to preach.
Well, the world is finally clean.
Even Qiaomu felt that plugging the young monk's mouth was pretty good, otherwise it was too noisy ...
Mo Lian stopped speaking and hugged the tree and turned away.
However, before taking a few steps, Feng Manyun, who was brave enough, was stopped.
"Mr. Son." Feng Manyun gave a standard lady's ritual to Merian, raised his head, eyes full of water and light, and stared at Molian deeply. "Mormon, you have been deceived by this woman."
"She's not a good girl at all, everyone just saw it here. She has a son!" Feng Mengyun pointed her fingers at the tree and opened her eyes in anger. "At a young age, I've been hooking people everywhere, I don't know yet Shame with others and give birth to a son. "
(End of this chapter)