The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Tianlong Dynasty, Fengxi Xiangfu. The remote, unobtrusive backyard.

Feng Xiaoer lay in a homemade massage chair, shaking his head when he was close with his eyes. The little potatoes around him occasionally fed her two soups. The soup was so bitter that the phoenix frowned, causing the wound in the chest to ache.

The little potatoes were eager to feed a sweet date in the small mouth of the phoenix. After careful observation of the wounds of his own master, he complained: "Miss, this is three days, the wound is still so serious, not at all."

Like to think of something, pouting a small mouth full of resentment, full of grievances, biting the teeth: "The world has said that the seven kings are gentle and elegant, and he missed his life in order to save him. The king is good, three days, and I don’t come to see the young lady... it’s too irritating.”

Feng Xiaoer opened the lazy Danfeng eye, watching the little potatoes at the moment, this little cute face is full of dissatisfaction and anger. The phoenix licks the lips and opens the lips, evokes a naughty curvature, and smiles at the small potatoes.

Come to this strange country, these three days, because of this cute little girl, she will not be lonely and helpless.

I have to say that the ancient people are really loyal to the owner.

Little potato looked at her own lady and she could still smile at this time. She had never noticed before. The lady laughed so beautifully, so she couldn’t move her eyes.

"Small... Miss, you still laugh, you know, you almost lost your life." Little potatoes strangely looked at their own lady.

Not nearly, it was originally dead, or she would not be here in modern times.

Perhaps it was a fate. Three days ago, Feng Xiaoer went to the construction site to see Ajiu. Ajiu was a partner who grew up with her at the orphanage. Both of them were the closest relatives of each other. I didn’t know what happened that day. Suddenly I wanted to go to see Ajiu. The two men quietly looked at each other. Suddenly, the crane on the construction site suddenly fell from the air in a sudden accident. When the millennium came, Feng Xiaoer pushed Ajiu.

At the moment of death, Feng Xiaoer hurts and can't feel the pain. In front of him is the shadow of A Jiu, and the ear is a nearly crazy call.

When she blinked again, she was already in this overhead Tianlong dynasty.

The brain flashed through the fragmentary picture of the body owner's experience, and the phoenix's mouth sneered.

The Tianlong Dynasty three days ago is an annual flower viewing festival. The nominal flower viewing festival is a large-scale blind date in modern times. Many beautiful men and women gather together. It is also a good time for the royal sons to choose their mate. They flew to the branches as a good opportunity for the phoenix, and the girls who were tempted to dress up and dazzled the handkerchiefs of the wise grandfathers.

"Feng Yuer" is weak and timid. She can only hide in the gazebo and secretly look at her favorite seven kings. What makes her sad is that the Seven Kings took the sister Feng Xiaoer’s hand in the pavilion and said: "Hey, you can rest assured that this king will not marry the phoenix, the king loves you, the king will only marry you."

Feng Xiaoer's low-browed and shy words: "The child also loves the seven kings like the seven kings, but the child is involuntarily, and the mother-in-law is forced to enter the palace as a prince, and the child cannot be self-satisfied for his own love. And abandoned the mother and disregard."

Dragon Seven clasped the little hand of Feng Xiaoer, and his face was deep and affectionate: "This king would rather resist the purpose than to respect the phoenix, and the father can not help the king."

The people of the Tianlong dynasty knew that the emperor loved not the Prince but the Seven Kings.

After the completion of this, Long Qi suddenly saw the hidden part flying out of the masked black man, and the hand holding the sword accurately pointed at him. The dragon seven cares the heart, and the phoenix babies reacted very quickly. However, I ignored the other black man who flew out. Seeing that the sword of the black man would pierce the back of the dragon seven, Feng Xiaoer rushed to the back of the dragon.

The dragon seven shouted is "嫣儿", Feng Xiaoer scared to faint, Long Qi holding Feng Xiaoer, Feng Xiaoer fell behind the dragon seven.

When Feng Xiaoer passed through, it was such a pair of Qiong Yao opera code. When the rescued soldiers came, the dragon 把 把 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安 安The handsome face spit a blood, and the fangs sent the dragon seven words: "I... rely on" the word is powerful, and then fainted.

Feng Xiaoer now thinks of the face of Long Qi, which is scared, and he feels funny.

Feng Xiaoer shook his head and opened his mouth with the grapes fed by the small potatoes. I want to ask what the world loves, and I am saddened by the sorrowful feelings of Feng Yuer. It is really strange to love and love things. If you love, others don't necessarily love, others love you, but you don't love others.

However, this dragon seven, like who is not good, but likes this high-grade lotus flower of Feng Xiaoer, hey, this taste, but also the first beautiful man of the Tianlong Dynasty, Feng Xiaoer rely on and rely on, very contempt.

Feng Yuer was puzzled, and Long Qi, such a deadly loved one, would not hesitate to resist her. Why is it?

It is said that this dragon seven is really like a small potato, it is an infatuated royal man.

Feng Xiaoer feels vaguely that things don't seem so simple.

Forget it, you can't control it. Feng Xiaoer is too lazy to take care of the Lord's things. He will raise his wounds quickly, and take a small potato to go out and sway. It is a great life. I feel very energetic when I think about it.

The little potato saw his own master not talking, still smirking there, and now scared to reach out and touch the head of Feng Xiao's forehead: "Hey, scared the slaves, the slaves thought the lady burned his head."

Feng Xiaoer smiled and flicked the forehead of the small potato, so he said seriously: "Little potato, how do you say it?"

The little potato realized that he was rude, and quickly took back his little hand and whispered: "The slave has become a personal person since she woke up."

Feng Xiaoer cleared the throat and patted the shoulders of the small potatoes. Da Yi said: "Little potato, your lady, I will have a blessing if I am not dead. I decided to weaken and harden. I want to be strong. I have to fight back. I want to..." Feng Yuer said more excited, and finally stood up, licking the shoulders of small potatoes, very loyal and firm: "In any case, no one dares to bully us, potatoes, you can rest assured, later I Cover you"

The little potato was so funny that it was like not believing that Japan had surrendered to China.

Feng Xiaoer felt so funny and grinned, but did not want to pull the wound, and the tears began to blow.

The small potatoes are thoughtfully placed on the massage chair. I am very grateful to say: "Miss of our mother is blessed in disguise. It is great that Miss can think so. It must be that the lady is blessing Miss in the Spirit of Heaven."

Feng Xiaoer grinned and nodded at the little potato. Now, she only needs to take good care of her.

Unfamiliar country, new life, crossing is a number of lives, then it will be safe.

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