Chapter 967: fatty? Tang raw meat? three

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Lu Jiuqi was taken aback by such violent Emperor Shifang, should this little guy be killed by Emperor Shifang?
It was only when the little fat man got up again that Lu Jiuqi realized how naive she was.
What the is a fat man with a horn on this head and a tail behind?
Isn't it the unkillable Yujiao (Xiaoqiang, cockroach)?
Lu Jiuqian was pulled behind him by Emperor Shifang, and the cold air he exuded all over him, even Lu Jiuqi couldn't help but shrink his neck.
Well, even if Yu Jingjing reached the front of Emperor Shifang, I am afraid there is no way to continue to slam.
"She is mine," Emperor Shifang raised his eyebrows slowly, and his voice was creepy, "If you don't want to die, hurry up."
Lu Jiuque was speechless. She wanted to say that such a small baby doll could understand what you said?
However, the little fat man who was crying in a face like a cat for the first second actually used both hands and feet, and swayed up slowly, leaning on his little and small head, and refused to lose to face Emperor Shifang.
"Da! Da Da Da!"
The voice of the little baby is crisp and raw, soft and glutinous. If it is not the wrong occasion, Lu Jiukui will definitely be stunned by this sound.
Is it too cute? !
Seeing Lu Jiuqian's smile on the moron, Emperor Shifang was angry, his lips tickled lightly, and he laughed abnormally.
"Oh, it's up to you?"
With that, Emperor Shifang stepped forward to the little fat man, grabbed the horns on his head and picked it up. It seemed to be ready to go further, preferably far away from Sijing City.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ..." The little fat man immediately went to the savior, his crimson eyes with water, looking at Jiuqiu with grief and sorrow, "Dada Da" called out.
This soft voice like cotton candy, coupled with the tearful face of the little fat man, Lu Jiuqian's blood trough was instantly emptied of bonelessness, it was so cute!
Lu Jiuqi reached out his hand timidly and cowardly, grabbing the Xuan robe of Emperor Shifang, and said pitifully: "Emperor Shifang ... this ..."
"This is not a good thing," Emperor Shifang held the corner of the little guy in disgust, and moved it away from Lu Jiuqi as much as possible, letting his hands and feet like the lotus root thump, thinking, and condensing again. A layer of ice shrouded it, and finally it wouldn't be naked , so it was soft to Lu Jiu, "It came to you for the Ten Spirit Flowers."
"Shilinghua?" Lu Jiukui's eyes widened. "Really?"
"Yes." Emperor Shifang nodded lightly and explained patiently, "I'm still wondering why there are ten spirit flowers in this plane, but I don't feel it. It turns out that this is not just pure ten spirit flowers, but its associated flowers. . "
"Poof ... you mean, Shilinghua actually appeared for this little guy?"
"Yes."
Lu Jiuque said strangely, "God, what the World of Warcraft is this little guy? Why is it humanoid? Even the heavenly and strange flowers like Shilinghua exist for it, must it be very powerful?"
"Great?" Emperor Shifang shook the little white fat man in his hand and shook his head. "It's a pity, not."
"What?" Lu Jiuque was ignorant. "Then ... even if it's not top, it should be number two or number three?"
Emperor Shifang's eyes circulated and fell on the body of the little white fat man. It could not help but slightly shrunk his head, the obvious was guilty conscience.
"Number two, number three? It's a pity, because the opposite is true. This is probably the weakest Warcraft in the world."