Chapter 1109: The devil head hitting the door (3)
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Ling Yu's needles turned and disappeared, and the cloud smiled and said: "Although I don't like to violently fight and kill, but if it is so happy every time, it is not bad!"
"Right, right! Six sisters, you only need to play the piano in the back. Fighting this kind of rough work, it is enough for us to do it. Hey!"
When Mu Yan licked the hair that had been blown away, she slowly said: "Okay! Thank you, brothers and sisters."
Yun Ruohan lightly coughed, "But the little sister, let's just put it in the end, how can we let them obey the waiter?"
When the words were asked to export, Mu Yan’s eyebrows bent and looked awkward, looking at the only Chu who had not participated in the battle. “Five Masters, what do you say!”
At the end of the Chu, he smiled slightly and did not speak.
The other few people are laughing and laughing.
"The master asked this question, it is too pure."
"How to make them obedient, isn't that easy?"
"Of course, the old way is..."
"Exfoliating their clothes..."
"Set their posture..."
"Take their best image on paper..."
"Little sister, you said yes!"
Mu Yan smiled and nodded. "This time there are too many people, so you don't draw a single portrait. According to a different branch, draw a few collective portraits. Five brothers, you have to trouble you."
At the end of the Chu Dynasty, he was modest and gentle, and smiled. "No trouble, happy."
Yun Ruohan turned his head and licked his face.
Why do he always feel that he is a teacher and a younger sister who is a bad guy.
It’s even more unfamiliar with the younger sister!
......
Under the moonlight, Xu Qing looked at the brothers and disciples who were painted in the graceful gestures.
I don't know if I am lucky or want to die.
What I want to die is that Jun Muyan, the daring goddess of the sky, actually turned over the whole one.
Just seven people, seven people!
I even turned over the whole one, and said who to write!
Fortunately, the people who are now left with shame and threatened are not the only ones who are him and his apprentices.
Inexplicably feel a little happy how to break?
Mu Yan walked slowly to the front of the elders who were painting "collective portraits."
Because these people did not completely get into the door of Xiaoyao like Xu Qing, when they painted these disciples and elders, Mu Yan still gave them some fig leaf.
Not much.
Basically it is a thin, flap-like, translucent gauze.
Either a dudou that can wrap the key parts.
In the posture that is put out, it is also the most "diduous drunkenness", "curving bow and archery".
Unlike Xu Qing, they are "you yell at me", "Jade arm light pillow", "limbs entangled."
However, the elders who belonged to one of them obviously did not appreciate it.
The eyes of the pair of eyes are so eager to spurt out the fire.
"Who are you?"
Mu Yan smiled awkwardly, "Happy Gate, Jun Muyan, these years, thank you for your care of my teacher, tonight, a small return, not a respect."
In these years, although there is Feng’s asylum, there are many times when Feng’s elders are closed.
It is known from Yun Ruokou that the Xiaoyao Gate has been subject to more or less exploitation.
Just because there is too little oil and water, it is often impossible to escape.
As for the small gates of other Tianzhu Mountains, there are countless examples of being exploited.
