: 472, dead face (monthly ticket plus more)

472, dead face (monthly ticket plus more) Ming Wuyan see this scene, the only thought in my heart is that such a cold person, how can someone really love it.
Fusang Yuchen is not worthy of sitting in the position of the Emperor.
She can't help but think of the Fusang monks, the two sons of the Elf Emperor, in fact, the Fusang monks are more suitable for the throne of the emperor.
Fusang Yuchen saw the fog and stared at himself, and he was very happy. He smiled and said: "Next, on the road of the sky, I will protect you!"
Mingwu feels a little funny in her heart. When she thinks about it, she nods. "Oh, I think you are estimated to have a big rise in the repair of Dantian. So, you go ahead and help me explore the road, it is dangerous. I can avoid it, no problem?"
Fusang Yuchen actually wants to be in parallel with her, but listening to her saying that this is also an opportunity for performance, so she agreed, and walked in front of the bright fog, and from time to time, she turned back to find the fog and say words.
Long sweet came round from the side and walked to Yan Yan's side. He whispered: "Is this guy sick? It is obvious that you know that you are married, and you are so stalked. It is really annoying."
Fusang Yu's ears were very sharp, and I heard Long Tian say so, and immediately turned back and looked at her coldly.
He can't mind that Miao Yanyan is not good at himself, but other women can't.
Dragon sweet spit out his tongue and was heard, but what about it.
Dust King wants to maintain a good image in front of Yan Yan, and does not dare to treat himself.
Sure enough, Fusang Yuchen only looked at the dragon sweet, did not say anything.
After a short walk, Nan Yanyang and Mengge also gathered here, in order to prevent Fusang Yuchen from doing something for the younger sister.
I don't know if it is because of the fog, the bloodthirsty vines have not attacked them any more. They have gone very smoothly and have not encountered any special danger.
Perhaps it was a comfortable period of time, Fusang Yuchen's heart also relaxed a little, gradually slowed down, and walked with the Mingwuyan, once again squeezed the dragon sweet.
Long Tian is also anxious, she really has not seen Fusang Yuchen so shameless.
As soon as she turned her mind, she rushed straight forward and kissed Yan Yan’s arm intimately and slowly walked forward.
On the other side, Tsengya, who was walking with the brothers of Teng Ling, also came over and walked on the other side of the fog.
Although Fusang Yuchen was not happy, the two women came to trouble, but they were friends of Mingwuyan, and he had to endure it.
Mingwu Yan see Fusang Yuchen has been dangling around him, some uncomfortable words: "Isn't it to protect me, go ahead, open the way! Otherwise, go and go, don't follow me."
Her tone was very rushing, and she did not put Fusang Yuchen in her eyes.
However, Fusang Yuchen loved her like this. He felt that this girl never liked other women like him, and pleased her. This is the most valuable.
He consciously walked forward and kept a certain distance from the Mingwuyan, but his voice was from time to time.
"Xiao Yan, you and me will return to the world of the elves! I will be good to you! I have been keeping you for the position of the elf queen..."
The bright fog wrinkled his eyebrows. "Fusang Yuchen, you are stupid, or stupid. I am a man with a husband. It is impossible to return to the world of the elves with you. Look at you as the son of the elf king." How do you get there, otherwise, if something happens to you, it is not something I can control."
Snow is cold in the vicinity, this Fusang Yuchen is too much, it is estimated that it is not as simple as being attacked by vines.
"I don't go. I think you are. And, I know that you are the one waiting for our Elf Kingdom, as long as you marry me, we..."
The words of Fusang Yuchen have not been finished yet, and they have been stopped by the songs. "The younger sister has already become a dear, how can you win a wife. Even if you are the Elf Emperor, you can't do this, let alone you are just a prince."
"That is, dead face!" Long sweet talk is even more polite.
She had long seen that the dust king was not pleasing to the eye. If he did not bring too many people, she would beat him again. She had already started to catch people.
"I am really love for Xiaoyan!" Fusang Yu dust stalked the neck.
If it is not the elf kingdom that is too far apart from the five kingdoms, the enchantment is too difficult to enter and exit, how can he make Xiaoyan marry someone else.
Long Tian was shocked by his shamelessness, and he looked at the dust king incredibly.
Mengge and other people have also stopped, and inexplicably looked at Fusang Yuchen, I can't believe that this dust king actually dared to say so.
Mingwuyan also angered the true love of Fusang Yuchen.
Xue Yihan did not tell her what true love, but the first time I heard it was from this Fusang Yuchen, the thing she wants to do most now is to tear his mouth.
She looked coldly at Fusang Yuchen, and her hand sleeves moved slightly. She took out a medicinal herb and looked at Fusang Yuchen: "Do you like me? Open your mouth!"
Fusang Yuchen stunned, just about to speak, the medicinal herbs in the clear fog and hands flew into his mouth...
Fusang Yuchen didn't want to vomit and spit it out. The drug suddenly melted in his mouth, and he looked at the foggy face with a look of panic.
The other people around him are also stupid, and they don’t understand what the younger sister is eating for the dust king.
Because of the tension, the people of Fusang Yuchen also surrounded the fog.
"Reassured, you are the dust king, I will not poison you, is to make you quiet and quiet!" Ming Mist Yan clap his hands, did not pay attention to him.
Fusang Yuchen looked at the bright fog, and the dawn was very complicated. He opened his mouth to talk, but found that his mouth could not make a sound. He realized that this girl really disliked him.
The people of the Elven Kingdom saw the fog and dared to poison the dust king, and they pulled out the swords, but they were stopped by the Fusang Yuchen gesture.
He just looked at the bright fog and looked at it. He said nothing, and he couldn’t say it. This time he decided to walk in front and help the Mingwuyan to explore the road.
In the distance, Xue Yi looked cold and cold at this scene, and the light and the breath of his body were equally cold.
This Fusang Yuchen is really not afraid of the sky, it is estimated that it is not afraid of death.
Non-spinned and looked at the cold, smiled and said: "Yan Yantou is still very powerful, so I fed the dust king a poison, very cold, you don't have to worry too much, I think she can take care of herself.

This little girl is still very black, and the little face is cold and cold, not smiling, just like the cold.
If the dust king knows that the girl is going to feed him poison, it is estimated that he will not open his mouth if he likes it again!
Xue Yihan snorted, and the light in his hand turned, and the silver bell at the waist immediately shook slightly, and issued a command...
The idiots did not say anything, and the heart understood that the coldness must be to let the Red Devils inform the Fusang people to speed up the action.
The cold indulgence of Fusang Yuchen followed Yan Yantou, not his generosity, but he wants Fusang Yuchen to accept greater punishment and cost.
A woman who dares to be very cold has never had a good end.
Nie Feiqing is a good example.
"Accelerate the speed!" Xue Yihan said a faint sentence.
The man nodded, "Good!"
The idiots understand that the speed of the cold is to find what they want as soon as possible. The cold has not wanted to stay in the darkness of the sky for too long.
On the other side, Mingwuyan, they finally walked out of the vine-covered forest and reached a deeper shrub.
Everyone stopped to rest, eat and eat, drink water and drink.
Fusang Yuchen is still very close to the fog, but because he can't speak, he can only look at him, and his eyes are more hot than before.
Meng Ge really can't understand Fusang Yuchen staring at the younger sister, just set up a camp to Xiao Shimei and Long Tian to rest temporarily.
The fog was not rejected, and he rested for a while in the camp. After half an hour, they set off again.
This time, no matter how far they went, they encountered the fog in the forest. This fog appeared very suddenly. Just like in the original city of Wufang, the direction was difficult to find and it was difficult to find a way out.
Ming Mist Yan said: "Don't go around! It's easy to get lost!"
"It's better to rest in our place!" Shisang shouted in the fog.
If you encounter such a fog in every experience, you can lose a large group of people. Some people can find it again. Some people have no news and death!
"We don't move in place!" The langue Lang Ge also responded, and quickly approached Xiao Yan, who was barely able to see it.
Because the dragon is always close to the face, it is simply holding one of her arms to prevent being inexplicably separated.
No one else has moved, and the silence is waiting for the fog to disperse.
However, after two hours, the fog has not dissipated, but has become more and more concentrated. When it comes to the back, even if someone is sitting opposite each other, they cannot see each other clearly.
Mingwuyan felt that it was not the way to wait for this, so he stood up and used the power to wave some fog and set up the protective cover. At this moment, Long Tian suddenly yelled, "Ah... the wolf...

Mingwuyan looked back and saw that Long Sweet had a pair of big hands on his waist, and the owner of the hand turned out to be Fusang Yuchen. Her face was black, just to teach him before, he heard "啪" One sound, Long Tian slaps on the face of Fusang Yuchen.
Fusang Yuchen is also awkward, he thought...
He thought that he was holding Xiaoyan, but he did not see when Xiaoyan had stood up and went to the front of Long Tian.
Being beaten by a woman, Fusang Yuchen was very unhappy, but when I saw it in the fog, he didn’t dare to fight back. He just said: "I, I thought she was you..."
However, he had not made a sound for a long time, and he was even more anxious.
At this time, the face of Mingwuyan suddenly had a more powerful slap, and a light slap, the spiritual palm slap directly on the face of Fusang Yuchen, this face swollen into a buns under the fog.
At this time, the Blue Bear and others also groped and approached, and the Blue Bear directly flew out the smashed Fusang Yuchen. "Take you who you are, a little farther away from the younger sister and the dragon sister."