A water pavilion "built by the temple" is clearly displayed in front of you.

A river has run far through the entire palace, the direction is reversed, and the world in front of you has become an unimaginable sense of activity.

In front of my eyes, there is a faint starlight, which is the familiarity and warmth of the refraction of the lake.

The majestic and solemn palace is braking quietly, but it also has a pleasant feeling.

"It's obviously deliberate, don't give me eavesdropping."

What kind of hall is that temple?

It looks quite majestic and majestic, and the gilded lines on the body are one by one.

You can only dodge and observe everything, whatever!

Seeing this, a piece of brilliance, thrilling beauty, Xuan Zhongshi has long been indifferent.

"Perception, does it work now?"

The perceptual range of the Xuan Middle Ages is about 100 meters as the limit, and it is impossible for him to play it to the fullest now.

According to the current distance, seventy or eighty meters, and there is already a crowd, which makes Xuan Zhongshi more and more embarrassed, and he is almost embarrassed and persecuted.

"Damn it!"

He didn't know what to do, he complained slightly, and the perception had already coincided with his body that stepped forward step by step.

He took a step forward, and his perception erupted a step.

Soon, Xuan Zhongshi felt some hazy sounds.

What he didn't know was the place where Yan Xixin and Yutai Mobai met.

It is actually in an extraordinarily simple and unpretentious maninn, which is a delicately constructed place, and the perception of the Xuan Middle World has already scanned the Tai Mobai and Yan Xixin!

Yan Xixin, who else is she carrying?

A young girl, with a thin back, and her own body, seems to be resisting the outside world without thinking, and she is out of control!

"Shen Liuqing!"

She was rebellious against everything, and now, this feeling is even more pronounced.

Her nostrils were facing the sky, because she saw Tantai Mobai and his figure, Shen Liuqing was frightened.

"It's ......"

Her voice was timid, but she didn't know if she had just come, and Yan Xixin's fingertips had already circled a butterfly.

"Purple! Why? ”

Thinking of that mysterious purple color, Xuan Zhongshi couldn't help but shout almost silently!

This is a purple flower butterfly, and Jaw Tian has also been mutilated by Yan Xixin.

Purple butterfly, let Xuan Zhonge. The heart is also very compassionate.

"This thing is really perverted."

He slandered.

However, I don't know what happened to that Shen Liuqing!

"In the lower Shen Liuqing, see the emperor."

Does this line sound smooth?

Shen Liuqing's body was already prostrate and knelt directly on the ground, curled up on all fours, and her body was also upright.

At this moment, Xuan Zhongshi, who had already appeared with Shen Liuqing, was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, he also "sighed".

Thinking of Tantai Mobai, he manipulated his perception and looked directly towards the current saint, looking respectfully.

The inky white Fengshen is handsome, and there is nothing more than the eyes.

The combination of rigidity and softness in the eyes, from the perception of the Xuan Middle World, the feedback is not the most accurate, but it is definitely the most real.

At this moment, he thoughtfully aimed at himself in the middle of the world.

On the ink-white body of the Tai Tai, it was the flickering dragon robe, like a true dragon descending to earth and reaching the demon realm.

What will he do next?

On the top of his head, there was nothing, but it made Xuan Zhongshi uncomfortable, as if he had to make up for it, so he forced himself to not laugh.

Indeed......

How is it such a funny thing, in order to see the "dreamy" Yan Xixin, Lantai Mobai "resolutely" broke free from the shackles of sleep, kicked away Tangtai Ange, and then ran to the Manchu Inn in disheveled.

He is still "unkempt", even if Xuan Zhongshi is ridiculing him.

"Bad old man."

Xuan Zhongshi smiled like a star.

He and the Naman Inn have stopped interfering with each other.

He was behind a tree, and he seemed to be meditating.

And the perception is like a thread, and soon began to perceive the tea party where the three people had a subtle undercurrent.

Is this idle talk? Or is it a complaint?

However, it can be said that the two are one, because Tantai Mobai is serious about listening to the complaint.

His heart, although sometimes weak, is not synonymous with the Xuan Middle Ages.

His courage allowed Xuan Zhongshi to carry Yan Xixin behind his back and "peek" at the handsome face of the white ink of the platform.

"Sure enough, he is the king of a country, and his temperament is different, and he is natural."

Xuan Zhongshi is admiring and marveling.

Although Xuan Zhongshi felt that he was disrespectful to him, in the end, he still discovered the posture of the emperor-

"Oh my God! Is it so dignified? ”

Thin lips and a sense of cold arrogance have come to his face at this moment, as if he is looking at the world, ruthless and unjust.

It's all about my own feelings.

His hairstyle is upright and rigorous, which makes Xuan Zhongshi dislike it very much, and he still has coiled hair.

However, as soon as the implied hair crown was worn, the "Tianzi National Color" on the body of Tantai Mobai was vividly interpreted.

He also looks like he is dominating the world, Yan Xixin's body is also humbly sitting directly, Shen Liuqing is suffocated and aggrieved, but he is not convinced at all - what a blessing is this? That's a blessing, can you!

And Xuan Zhongshi watched Shen Liuqing kneel, her body, as much as possible to support the posture of lying on the ground, kowtowing, her knees were directly touched to the ground, and she didn't care if she was broken.

The roughness on the ground naturally made Shen Liuqing grit his teeth.

She was committed to succumbing to the ground, and the world in front of her, she had to look up to see the panorama.

Her lips were forced to stop moving because of the imperial aura on her body, and she was slightly helpless and weak.

Yan Xixin's figure also became calm.

She knew that she could not ask for the king of a country.

Unless she's crazy!

However, she didn't want Shen Liuqing to suffer such a flesh and skin for the first time, as if she was going to die or live.

Her breathing, perhaps only she could hear.

"Hmm, woo."

The thin voice was like a girl's questioning of fate, and her negative emotions were piled up in her heart, but the cowardice and the suppression of the black white of the platform made her only hum, and her body became more and more bleak because of the previous destruction of the Xuan Middle World.

This is not only physical cruelty, but also a spiritual humiliation given by the Xuan Middle World.

"Why?"

Her eyes seemed to be out of focus.

And the sound is even more like empty wind.

This is the monarch, but because of her unruly nature, she has suffering today, but she can't say it.

"Aiqing is flat."

And at this moment, in front of him, he didn't know that he had killed a young girl, and between her temples, there were beads of sweat rolling like pearls.

Her body was already covered with sweat.

And the difficult movements show the weakness of the girl's body more and more.

"Your Majesty."

Shen Liuqing thought of these flattering sentences, and decisively gave in, as if he was staggered.

Now, her heart is no longer powerless to resist, and her immature rebellious psychology has been viciously snuffed out by the white dragon power, so she can only follow the crowd and go along.

It's like exhaustion, but also knows that you don't know the height of the sky--

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