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Although the words are nice, Mu Fanjun is not a fool. From Miao Yi, I can still see the meaning of putting myself in my eyes.

"It’s strange to look at the armor on your body, take me to see." Mu Fanjun directly asked for it.

Miao Yi smiled and said: "No hurry! Waiting for Yun Aotian, they are coming, everyone will watch together."

Mu Fanjun’s eyes suddenly stabbed like a sharp blade. “Do you dare not listen to me?”

Miao Yi calmly said: "Don't dare! Just don't give it now, we have to wear scare to scare people!"

Who is scared to say naturally! Mu Fanjun was furious and had the urge to shoot. There were not many people in the world who dared to talk to her like this, especially Miao Yi who used to respect and talk in front of her. It was hard to say that she was angry.

However, seeing Miao Yi's face calm and four host-like look, and then think of the wind north dust body hanging on the flagpole, can't figure out the strength of Miao Yi, after all, did not dare to act rashly.

Miao Yi stretched her hand sideways, "Please inside!"

This promising day is already the same as his home. Mu Fanjun glanced at the situation on the spot, and he was not afraid of ambush in front. He strode away and was invited to sit in the garden.

I haven't sat for a while yet, and the Buddha St. Thunder has arrived. Like Mu Fanjun, I also stopped in the air, staring at the dead bodies of the wind and dust, and the beads in my hands were moving.

Miao Yi walked out of the pavilion and handed it to her hand: "Buddha is coming to visit, the house is full of glory, and it is not far away!"

Humble house? The Tibetan gaze looked down, and the kid was arrogant and arrogant. He really took the infinite day as his own home.

"Hey!" Mu Fanjun, sitting in the pavilion, heard a cold cry.

The heroes and other people standing outside the pavilion secretly exchanged their eyes. The fifth is not an ordinary arrogance today!

"Amitabha!" The Tibetan squad sang the buddha of the wind and the dust of the corpse. One of them flashed to Miao Yi, and the look of a smile and a sly look, but the eyes were flashing.

His words have not been exported yet, and Mu Fanjun in the pavilion has already said: "No need to ask, the wind is dusty, he killed! The monk, you don't have to pretend to be your false compassion here, if you look at him, he is not pleasing to the eye, even though It’s good, I promise not to intervene!”

She is eager to try to detect the depth of Miao Yi.

Miao Yi smiled and reached out and gestured to the pavilion, "Please!"

Thanks to the Tibetan Ten Thousands, the politeness of the monk was full, and he did not listen to Mu Fanjun’s provocation, so that the fishermen benefited and entered the pavilion.

Miao Yi made people tea, but Mu Fanjun and Zang Lei were obviously afraid of his hands and feet, and no one was moving in front of the tea.

"Slow use!" Miao Yi greeted her, did not accompany her, and went out of the pavilion. The four people who stood around the pavilion said: "When the guests arrive, they will be relieved."

The four men wearing armor nodded slightly, and Miao Yi left without a hand. He didn't have to look at it and knew that the eyes of Zang Lei and Mu Fanjun were staring at him.

After returning to the study, Miao Yi sat in front of the desk filled with **** smell and continued to improve her writing.

After two more hours, Ghost St. Stuart also smiled. Like the previous two, the corpse staring at the wind and dust was watching for a while.

"Old ghost, the Lord's monk invited you to drink tea." Until Mu Fanjun's voice came, Situ Xiaocai fell to the outside of the pavilion and saw the two men in the pavilion walked in.

On the occasion of the evening glow, the sky is filled with black clouds, and the rolling clouds are rolling in the sky, slowly descending, and also descending in front of the flagpole.

Standing in the magic cloud, Yun Aotian stared at the body of the wind and dust, and everyone in the five saints seemed to be staring at the body of the wind and dust for a long time.

And at the side of Yun Aotian, there is another person standing in the rolling magic cloud, not others, it is Yunzhiqiu.

Yun Zhiqiu turned back from the direction of going to the magic country. He was going to see the infinite number of days. Who knows that Yun Aotian, who was first arrived, hit it and took it with him.

I saw the dead body of Fengbei Dust hanging in this place. Yun Zhiqiu felt that Miao Yi’s work was too arrogant. It was a naked demonstration to the other five holy places, as if to tell five people, Fengbei dust. I was killed by me, and I didn’t hide it at all.

Yun Zhiqiu quietly looked at Yun Aotian, worried that Miao Yi’s move would anger his grandfather.

"Old devil, your cheap granddaughter, please come down to drink tea." Stuart smiled and screamed.

Yun Aotian looked down at the direction of the pavilion where the sound came. The billowing magic cloud suddenly flashed a black cockroach-like thing, a knife condensed with magic, slamming, lightning-like flagpole with rope broken.

Half of the flagpoles fell to the ground, and the corpses hanging from the wind and dust were slowly falling on the magic cloud.

The magic cloud rolled to the ground, unlike other people who came to watch the body of the wind and dust, and Yun Aotian also liberated the body.

As soon as it landed, the tumbling magic cloud entered the body of Yun Aotian, and the two landed, and the body of the wind and dust was lying on the ground.

"Let your man roll out and see me!" When Yun Aotian walked into the pavilion barefoot, he threw a sentence to Yunzhiqiu.

Yun Zhiqiu is busy with the four people who are surrounded by the heroes. "What about people?"

Xiong Weidao: "The fifth is in the study."

Looking at the four saints, Yun Zhiqiu’s mood was quite embarrassing. She was no stranger to this place and soon found a study.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a **** smell. I saw Miao Yi wearing a battle armor and writing on a desk stained with blood. Miao Yiqiu gave her a feeling of never-before, and once again observed the situation in the house, filled with **** study, stained desk, Miao Yi A was engrossed in writing, giving people an infinitely invisible sense of oppression, and couldn't say anything.

Miao Yi looked up at her and was quite surprised: "Mrs. How come you are so fast?"

"I met my grandfather on the road, I can't hide it. I was brought along with it. What are you writing?" Yun Zhiqiu walked over to him and looked down at his head, screaming: "A group of geese in the river, Flower goose big white goose, one two three four five..."

Can't read anymore, in this atmosphere, what important things are written, and the feelings are written by folk virginity.

Miao Yi smiled back and asked: "How about my words, how can I grow?"

When Yun Zhiqiu’s eyes turned over, he directly took out the brush on his hand and threw it away. “I said Miao Daguan, when are you? They are all burning their eyebrows, do you still have the mood to practice words here?”

"Don't you always urge me to practice words? I listen to you, and I don't slack off when I have time." Miao Yi smiled at the hippie, picking her fingers, throwing away the brush and flying back to his hand, and then on it. ink.

Yun Zhiqiu reached out and grabbed his wrist. "Niu Er, my grandfather asked you to see him."

"He said let me go, I will go? You didn't see that I was on the shelf?" Miao Yi smiled and took her hand. "Let's wait! People are coming together and I am not too late to go out." ”

Yun Zhiqiu is a little crazy, once again grabbed his hand: "Niu Er, what do you want to play?"

Outside, the demon St. Ji Huan has arrived. After landing, she also stared at the body of the north wind and looked at it. She looked back at several old acquaintances in the pavilion and asked, "What happened?"

Yun Aotian was originally the farthest from here. With Yunzhiqiu, he arrived in front of Ji Huan. The meaning of it can be imagined.

When Ji Huan arrived, Ling Tian immediately ran to the study and reported: "Five Lords, everyone is here."

Seeing an outsider, Yun Zhiqiu grabbed Miao Yi’s hand and quickly let go.

"What to play?" Miao Yi smiled at Yunzhiqiuhehei: "Don't play anything, the old donkey doesn't play with them!"

Yun Zhiqiu, who is behind Miao Yi’s ass, is still pondering what he meant in this sentence. Miao Yi, who walked outside the pavilion, has already been arrogantly smiling. “There is a rude rudeness, Miao has something to delay, and there is a far-reaching welcome!”

Five saints stared at him with a cold eye, and Miao Yi just walked into the pavilion, and Yun Aotian, who was sitting in it, had slowly said: "First, the body of the wind and dust was buried."

Mu Fanjun and the four men looked at him.

Miao Yi was also a glimpse, and immediately turned to the people outside: "Give Qin Xi, let her bury it."

Yun Aotian looks at the head: "Qin Xi did not die?"

Miao Yi smiled and said: "I have something to do with her, she has already dropped me."

"That woman is too beautiful, you will not look at her?" Yun Aotian cold and cold road: "If the wind is not dead, you robbed his wife, want to play and want to sleep, think about it. OK, the wind and the north dust sit in this position, if you can't get back, it's the wind and the dust, you have no ability, no wonder others. Now you hang the body of the wind and dust on the flagpole and expose the body~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It’s too much to think about the difference between the wife and the wife. I’m here today, who dares to chase the remains of the wind and dust, don’t blame me!”

Mu Fanjun is silent.

Miao Yi is speechless and wants to ask Yun Aotian. Do you seem to have more than one child who died in the wind? How do you make people like you?

He can't figure it out, what are the guys thinking about? Can you think healthily? How did anyone who saw that they wanted to give Qin Xi to that? If you don't take into account the reputation of Qin Xi and Qin Weiwei, he really wants to shout, is that my mother-in-law?

Only Yunzhiqiu, who knows the truth inside, understands that he immediately explained his words: "Grandpa, not what you think, Miao Yi and Qin Xi actually have another friendship. I know this."

Yun Aotian did not say anything, squinting at the body of the wind and dust.

The ghost Saint Stuart in the room suddenly sighed and sighed. "It’s a pity that I am late. If I arrive in time, if the body of the wind and dust is not exposed to the sun for too long, I can summon his soul and bring him. Turned into a ghost repair, but forcibly detained into a ghost repair will lose memory." Said shaking his head.

What do you mean by this one? Miao Yidong looked at the West and looked at the five saints who seemed to be immersed in the emotions of the wind and the dust. I almost wanted to laugh three times. Who is it that I usually want to kill the wind and dust? Now it seems that I am a wicked person, you are all good people, what joke? (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommended ticket, monthly pass, your support is my greatest motivation. )