Chapter 1227: Xiao Shishu took the younger sister and left (1)

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The cold feathers could not hold, and the knees were soft and fell to the ground.
The rain fell tightly on the clothes of Mu Yan, almost no crying.
God, what did they just say?
They actually said that the little teacher is not a good thing?
Finished! This is really dead!
Hey, are there any regrets under the sun, they want to eat!
I want to eat especially!
However, there is one person here, which is even more tense than the six of them.
Mu Yan only felt that her back was soaked in cold sweat.
In particular, when Luo Yunyi finished this sentence, he turned his gaze to her and then slowly walked towards her.
Mu Yan really can't wait to run immediately.
"I am not a good thing?"
The seven people in the room shook their heads and shook their heads desperately.
Luo Yun’s mouth twitched with a gentle smile.
I like men?

Seeing his smile, the seven people in the door are really scared and crying.
Ling Yu was brave and shuddered. "Small... Little Master, you, don't blame the little sister, she, she said, only... just to help me..."
Luo Yunxiao chuckled: "Jun Muyan, then you tell me now? Do I like men or women?"
Mu Yan’s tears filled her face.
I knew that she should not escape from the emperor's side!
Even if it was closed for ten days and a half by the emperor, it was better than being captured by the uncle and the uncle!
......
The night is cool like water, and the silver moon is high in the sky.
Under the moonlight, the newly-changed light-shaving branch in the day was added with a different color.
However, there are seven people in the door, but they don’t even appreciate the desire.
Because at this moment, they are all in the heat of torture.
Even the end of Chu, who was not good at the trip, was not spared.
On the big square, I don’t know when there were seven swords.
In each sword array, there is a man who has experienced a thousand years of torture in the door.
In the center of the seven sword arrays, the peerless youths of the robes are sitting still.
In the hands of a pot of sake, a jade cup, a piano on the table.
Occasionally, the long white sputum, the symmetrical fingers of the bones move gently on the strings, giving a sound that is hard to say.
The kisses flew around and looked at the miserable appearance of the seven people, especially excited.
"Hahaha, I said that you are finished."
"Let you be so daring, you dare to say behind the owner that he is not a good thing."
"I still dare to walk the news that the main son likes a man. Really, this secret singer doesn't even know how to kiss my uncle, how can you spread it out!"
Only when I reached the front of the swords of Mu Yan, the kisses showed a distressed expression and shouted.
"Oh, my beauty, it’s too pitiful, this uncle wants to rush in to give you a love kiss."
Mu Yan in the sword array shook hands and was almost hurt by the sword.
And her state at this time is really miserable to the extreme.
In addition to the arrangement of the little teacher and uncle is not a good thing, even the message that "the little teacher likes a man" is all passed out by Mu Yan.
Moreover, in the previous period, after the teachings of Xiao Shishu, Mu Yan’s swordsmanship has already advanced by leaps and bounds.
Ordinary sword arrays simply can't bother her.
Ever since, the swords of others are just a dozen or so swords.
She is almost the same as the other six people who are facing the sword.
Rao is the time when Mu Yan has been diligently studying hard, and at this time he is also tortured to die.