Chapter 217: I haven’t gotten it yet, what to do back!

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The old man was looked at by the emperor's eyes like a Shura-like look. Nana stepped back and smiled. "The old man wants to swear, but the people clear the fairy, only to see you on the king!"

The emperor blinked and said coldly: "This is a good time for you to see that you are busy now. Just do something for Ben."

"What... what!"

"Cold and clear the kind of skirt, this king wants fifty, no, one hundred! And, you must be able to cross the space barrier and bring it to the mainland!"

"Ah-?!!" Ji Lao Zhang mouth, dumbfounded.

Don’t you play me!

Do you know what the skirt is woven into?

Do you know that Qingyi Fairy is like this?

You want a hundred! One hundred!

What do you want to let the old man go to find it!

What's more, this mysterious ice pleated fringed skirt is attached to Xianli, so that it can be swaying and full of streamer.

This thing, how can he "sneak into" to play the mainland?

The emperor snorted and turned his head and ignored him.

It’s more uncomfortable to think of the sleek dress that I wear in the cold.

The woman of his emperor, who can't wear such a beautiful dress, is simply not allowed!

Uh... If you can wear it for your own face, it must be... beautiful.

Thinking about it, the ear of the adult is quietly red.

"Just on, you will spare the old man..."

Ji Lao mourned to kneel on the ground, is about to cry and lie to this impossible task.

Suddenly seeing the entrance to the main hall, a familiar figure rushed in and rolled in.

"Jun Shang, Jun Shang! No... not good!"

Seeing who the coming is, the emperor’s pupils shrank sharply.

As soon as the figure is swaying, it has already appeared in front of the people.

"Is there something wrong with Muyan?!"

The person who was holding the collar by him, crying and sorrowful, and there was no tears and screaming down. "On the king, it’s a bad night, you... you kill your subordinates!"

"Say -!!! What happened in the end?!!"

"Miss Mu Yan, she... she is gone." Cold night in the eyes of the imperial murderer to kill, he said, "The Junji pharmacy next to our yard, finished... completely empty!"

The emperor looked tight, "Someone took them away?"

Cold night, I shook my head again. "Well... it seems that Miss Jun herself... I walked by myself."

"砰", the Emperor’s hand is loose.

The cold night fell to the ground.

There was a trace of guilt on the emperor’s face, a hint of grievances, and a trace of pain.

Mu Yan, are you gone?

Didn’t say hello to myself?

There is no halve and reluctance?

"Mu Yan, are you not tempted by the slightest?"

When everyone saw the lonely look of their own home, they were all stupid.

Even the cold night was annoyed and bowed his head. "On the king, you punish your subordinates. It is not done well."

Changla also sighed softly. "So... what is the plan for Jun? Or let the body return to the mainland?"

As soon as the voice fell, the Emperor’s sharp vision swept away.

"The woman of Benjun has not yet reached the hand? What are you going back to?!"

"Ah?" The old man was dumbfounded. "Is that the plan?"

Just like the sorrowful spring and sad autumn, he thought that his dignity was frustrated and he was disappointed.

But now it seems, like... seems...

The emperor bit his teeth and sneered: "Nature is going straight down, grab the woman back! I want to run out of my palm and dream!"

Jun Muyan, dare to escape from Ben Jun.

You are waiting for me! !