Chapter 68: Will you have a good hand?

Long Muzhen stood in front of Qian Duo Duo, and easily saw a bruise that was left behind by the smacked little girl. He frowned and felt anxious, but still gentle. One voice: "Duo was beaten, wronged? I will avenge you, okay...?"
After listening to this sentence, the people in the main hall were extremely shocked, like watching a monster, staring at the flowers and watching them, watching her look at the dragons and sorrows, all of them could not figure out. The situation is over.
According to the saying that the three kings returned to their parents, the three princes did not come, but she was looking forward to her fourteen emperor, the king...
What is even more terrible is that this inviolable, indifferent God of War in their hearts will actually show an indescribable warmth and favor when looking at her. What is this sing?
The more Qian Zhengkuan looked at the feeling of holding the money in the palm of his hand, the more uneasy he was in his heart.
If she had been able to catch such a golden turtle before, she would have dreamed of laughing. Maybe she could control the whole holy shrine, but now the money blossoms is like changing a soul...where can At his mercy?
She did not fall into the stone, made them fly and jump, and he was Amitabha.
Qian Shangshu is still thinking about whether to say something or not, to ease the embarrassment in front of him, who knows the next second, but sees a picture that makes him almost spurt.
Long Muzhen actually bent down and raised his hand and hugged the grotesque money on the ground.
And there is no hegemony, the movement is gentle, even the feet are carefully, for fear of hurting her.
The money blossoming is also full of surprises. I didn’t even think of it. This man with only two sides would actually pick himself up.
She is the king of Long Yutian... there is a woman.
Although it is not very important to the shackles of identity, but in the face of so many people, in the ears of Long Yutian...
That.. that... then her 200,000 silver ticket can still be saved?
When Qian Duodu thought of it, Long Muzhen had already taken her to the front position, watching the solid wood chair too hard and too cold, afraid of chrome the wound on her back, so she simply hugged her in her own In his arms, let him sit on his lap.
This action made the money more restless, and the body was stiff. The tone of the first speech, some trembled: "That... that..."
"Don't move... Obey..."
Long Muyu opened his mouth, although it was very gentle, but there was a majesty that could not be resisted in the tone. In the next second, his palm was pressed on the back of the money, and the money was so intense that he almost didn’t Long Muzhen gave it a flight.
Only when this idea came together, I felt a cool touch, spreading from the wound behind me, and pouring out the burning pain. She turned her head and looked at it. Long Muzhen was staring at her back. Under the palm of my hand, it seems faintly to see the faint blue light gathered together...
Qian Duodu blinked and shouted without surprise: "Small, you will have thousands of iron palms..."
"Who is Qian Qian? Who is a man?" Long Muyi asked, and asked a question that was speechless...
Qian Duodu did not know how to explain, his eyes turned twice, and he casually said: "Alien, you don't know..."