The glory of the king Wang Zhaojun and the soul of the uncle

You know, there are some really weird things in life sometimes.

Just like that rough guy in golden armor who stood in front of him but didn't attack.

Like the golden armor he wears, he always brings his head and wealth together, so that the moment Wang Zhaojun saw him, it was as if he saw the word "development" in gold.

As a mage who lacks mana, and has a good quality of not grabbing mana, his favorite is the God of Wealth.

Level a is enough, save the skills to fight soldiers... oh no, fight the enemy.

That's why Wang Zhaojun never got rid of Hou Yi's skills.

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Everything is a beautiful misunderstanding, and a beautiful misunderstanding makes life.

--god

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Until one day, the God of Wealth gave him an arrow.

Leaving aside the fact that the arrow hit the knee, what is that little look of anticipation!

Wang Zhaojun only felt that his world collapsed for a while.

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At the same time that Wang Zhaojun fell into shock, his teammates also discovered Wang Zhaojun's slight blood loss.

When they arrived at the scene, they saw this scene in front of them:

The weak Wang Zhaojun stood defenselessly in front of Hou Yi, his face full of unbelievable and hurt expressions.

She was holding a magic staff, obviously full of mana, but she didn't attack the person who hurt her.

But Hou Yi held up his own bow and arrow, and once again drew the string to the full, the sharp arrow aimed accurately at her heart.

But Wang Zhaojun still stood stubbornly, as if believing that the person who had hurt him once just slipped his hand.

What a kind heart that is!

Full of forgiveness and tolerance, and the kindest view of everything in the world, she must believe that Hou Yi will not hurt herself a second time.

But there was no hesitation in Houyi's eyes, facing such a cherished woman as Wang Zhaojun, he was so ruthless to attack!

As expected!

They knew that Hou Yi was not harmless!

In a few seconds, a group of people rushed up filled with righteous indignation, all kinds of skills dazzled, special effects flickered and obliterated Hou Yi.

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Wang Zhaojun: Damn it!What the hell!A bunch of people rushed up to grab Uncle's head, have you asked Uncle yet?

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We pull the camera back.

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Well known (not).

The editor-in-chief of "The Gossip of the King" is Di Renjie, and naturally, the special reporter is Li Yuanfang, a small one who runs fast and is a very conscientious reporter.

Recently, he was in charge of tracking Wang Zhaojun.

After all, news about Wang Zhaojun always sells well.

Besides, both he and Lord Di wanted to know about Wang Zhaojun's personal scandals, which could be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Tsk tsk tsk, Wang Zhaojun, a sinful woman, a troublesome beauty.

However, there are many reporters following Wang Zhaojun, and Yuan Fang almost turned herself into a pervert for exclusive news.

Fortunately, hard work pays off.

He finally grabbed a big news this time.

It’s just that due to the age limit, only some fur can be photographed, and the following things are directly blocked, that is the fried chicken protection mechanism of the King of Glory-the king’s automatic green mosaic.

Li Yuanfang never had the urge to smash the four characters "Glory of the King" in front of him like that day.

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why say this

Because the news is a little off.

God said, "Let the storm come harder!"

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At this moment, Wang Zhaojun is already awake.

But he would rather not wake up.

The main reason is that the current situation is a bit complicated.

How complicated is it?

In fact, it's okay, it's just that there are three **** people on a bed.

Li Bai on the left, Zhuge on the right, and Wang Zhaojun in the middle.

He might as well go for two hundred and fifty.

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The witty Wang Zhaojun planned to leave quietly before Li Bai and Zhuge Liang woke up, and then shirk that he didn't remember anything.

If they asked, they'd insist that they hadn't done anything, and that they were naked because they had sex that night, not him.

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Wang Zhaojun sat up quietly.

At the moment when he was about to stand up formally, the people on the left and the right clasped his wrists respectively.

Two sleepy, lazy voices sounded, extremely sexy.

Li Bai & Zhuge Liang: "Zhaojun, where are you going?"

Done.

They respectively realized that there was a second man in this place.

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Wang Zhaojun: This broken game is unplayable, this is the rhythm of pills!

The author has something to say: Smiling purely