Chapter 448: I am a little child, future husband
Chapter 448, I am a little child, the future husband
"The head of the team is the young master of the late family. The gold master is the most favorite little sister of the monarch. This is the backstage... we can't compare it."
"Where can't you compare?" Ni Ruojun took the night's clear arm, and the soft eyebrows, at this time also dyed a little narrow, "Our backstage is the Emperor, who can compare our backstage?"
"..." Well, Ni Ruojun’s gimmick, actually followed them to learn to break, know how to tease her!
Since the people of the iron-blooded warriors took the initiative to take over, the night and the fall will naturally not catch up.
Qi Chipeng said something quite right.
They are now in the process of registering a mercenary group and cannot make other accidents.
If they are in conflict with Zhen Chi Peng, they are likely to affect them and cannot successfully register the mercenary group.
At this time, a few people naturally did not have the mentality of shopping, they returned to the tea house, one person asked for a cup of tea, waiting for other brothers to come back.
The feat of buying and selling the market by four people has spread throughout the trading market by the mouth of the stall owner.
When the tea house owner came to a pot of tea, he also stared at them a few times.
"You little girls, it’s really a newborn calf, not afraid of tigers. You don’t know the fierceness of the gang of warriors."
The tea house owner saw these girls, and they were so angry that they couldn’t help but worry. They said: "Today they are rushing to register the mercenary group, they will let you go, wait for them to register. after that……"
The tea house owner paused and lowered his voice: "They will never let you go, you must be careful in everything!"
"Thank you for reminding me." The night clears that the owner of the tea house is worried about her and hooked her lips.
The tea house owner looked at them a few times, shook his head, sighed and went to other tables.
"Is it a problem?" Sitting in the opposite side, Long Yun Zhan, who has been silently drinking tea, suddenly spoke.
The pair of blue eyes were staring at the clear face of the night.
"Little things." The night fell and waved his hand.
"Little things?" Long Yun Zhan's eyebrows were slightly stunned, and the teacup was heavily placed on the table. "Let twenty people surround them. Each of them has weapons in their hands. Is this still a trivial matter?"
"Don't you always drink tea here? How come you know that I am surrounded by more than twenty people?"
"I heard that." Long Yun Zhan's eyes drifted, unnaturally moving away from the line of sight, and settled on the side of the night, the man who drank tea elegantly, "I also heard that you are being over twenty people. When surrounded, Emperor Supreme pushed you into those people, and stood in the crowd, things are not related."
When it comes to the last few words, he is obviously annoyed, vomiting his teeth and spit it out.
The night fell, and it took a long time to react: "You misunderstood, A Xuan he..."
The words have not been finished, her waist is tight, and the man around her has taken her into her arms.
The man’s ink is pouring on her like a cloud of smoke.
On the shoulder, the touch of a man's chin came.
"Speaking of it, you, as the squad leader, did not choose to stand by while being surrounded by a small squad?" The man's low voice, like a ghost, rang in his ear.
Long Yun Zhan’s face sank, and the hand holding the cup suddenly tightened: “This is not the same.”
"It's really different." Emperor Mo Xuan nodded in agreement, and Yu Guang glanced at Long Yunzhan casually. "I am the future husband of Xiaoluer, you... can't be compared with me."
"You!" Long Yun Zhan's arrogant anger at the bottom of his heart, once again in my heart.
He has always been in a low mood, and everything can be dealt with plainly.
At this time, after seeing the provocation of Emperor Mo Xuan, how can he not suppress his inner riots.
Third more~
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Zou Mo: Hey, Emperor Zun, you are really good at my small blue dragon.
Emperor Supreme: Hehe
Zou Mo: When the small drop is being assassinated and killed, the little blue dragon appeared to save the little ones~ If it weren't for him, your family might not be there! Are you still jealous?
Emperor Supreme: Hehe! Who arranged it? Who special arrangements for the ghost story! The hero who saves the beauty is the deity!
(End of this chapter)
