Chapter 3865: The vixen does not want to be a fairy (3)

  Chapter 3865 The vixen does not want to be a fairy (3)

  The father-in-law had watched at the entrance of the cave several times, the chief guard Dou Yin had not returned, and the dark guard leader Cheng Yuan and his people were nowhere to be seen.

  Holy Master is starting to have a fever again, and there is no medicine or medicine. How can this be good?

  "Little father-in-law."

  Published father-in-law: "..."

  Who is calling him?

  It is still a female voice, but the voice is a little charming, but it is creepy.

  The father-in-law did not dare to look out of the cave any more, he quickly returned to the man lying beside the fire, his whole body entered a state of guard, and he looked around vigilantly.

  Did he hear the hallucinations or was someone really here?

  Whether it is a man or a ghost, no matter what his three-legged cat kung fu does not work, as long as he is alive, no one will come close to the sage.

   "Still faithful." This time, the voice doesn't sound that charming.

  But the father-in-law was still in a cold sweat.

   is not his illusion.

  There are real people hiding here, but they didn’t even find it.

   "Oh, I'm really annoying, I won't tease you anymore, I'm looking for your master." The voice became a little colder again, but it was still a person's voice.

  The father-in-law was so scared that his hairs stood up, his eyes stared like copper bells, and he looked around, pretending to be calm, and asked, "Who, who are you?"

  Sage is the emperor of the true dragon, and evil things cannot be approached.

   "You will know soon." The voice disappeared completely.

   Father-in-law Bao wanted to know who came, and Emperor Yuan Ye, the emperor of Xia State, who was still sleeping with a fever, was thinking about the same question.

  He looked at the peerless woman lying on his body, and he was afraid of shocking the heavens and did not dare to disturb him. Later, the coldness on his body subsided, and the wound no longer hurts so much, so he had the heart to think about other things.

  Waiting for him to feel no coldness or the pain of being sick, he subconsciously grasped the hand on his shoulder and asked her, "Who are you?"

  Ruan Tang did not speak, but his scorching eyes were fixed on Yuan Ye, and there was a bit of anger he couldn't understand.

   Yuan Ye didn’t know why she was angry, but she still asked: "Who are you? Are you unhappy?"

   Ruan Tang snorted, and his slender, white fingers slowly slipped down and landed on Yuan Ye’s heart, where he pressed hard.

  There was a scar that was pierced by an arrow not long ago, but now it has completely healed, and the scar has completely disappeared.

  The body did not feel any pain, but Yuanye still frowned "painfully" like a conditioned reflex, "Are you here to save my god?"

  "God?" Ruan Tang finally spoke, as if disgusted with these two words.

   Yuan Ye carefully observed her reaction, and shook his head again, the tone of his eyes was a bit of expectation that he hadn't noticed, "Is that a fairy? What kind of fairy are you?"

  He thought, he might have really encountered a miracle.

  Let the people of the world sell their soul dignity and lose their ethics and morality. They violated justice and family affection and wanted to see the "fairy" they wanted to become, so he met.

  Although he also hates the so-called gods who keep saying that they can’t eat fireworks but spread their doctrines so that hundreds of people worship incense to gain faith.

  Ruan Tang suddenly lowered his head, flame-like red lips attached to Yuan Ye’s ears.

  The warm breath followed his ears into his ear canal, and the itch spread all over his body almost instantly, even his heart seemed to have fallen into a pool of soft and warm spring water.

When Yuan Ye was startled, she heard a soft and charming voice.

  What kind of fairy do you see me like?

I used to feel very effective when I took ibuprofen for my stomachache. I didn’t feel the pain after taking it for more than half an hour. Now I don’t know if I ate too much. I feel that the effect is not so good. I ate another pill in the morning, barely able to write an update, but slower, everyone remember to read it.

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  (End of this chapter)