The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Feng Xiaoer bites his teeth and turns his face.

This world will not be so small? Actually Wensheng? Did this idiot find her? Impossible, she has deliberately dressed up like this.

I saw Wen Sheng a pair of colored eyes wide and up and down aiming at her, a pair of saliva to fall off the ground on the ground, shrinking the neck and walking to her, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth laughing very silver: "Hey... Xiao Ye hasn’t seen such a beautiful little beauty in this street for so long, oh, oh, laughing and groping for the chin.

Feng Yuer wanted to punch Wensheng down, but the situation in front of him was not allowed. Feng Xiaoer turned his eyes and aimed at the surrounding. After the promotion, all the officers and men who searched were not martial arts. Wensheng’s suspicion.

Forget it, the hero does not eat before the loss. Maintaining the status quo.

Feng Xiaoer made a look, and the small potatoes immediately noticed, blocking the phoenix in front of the phoenix, shouting: "Bold mad, in the broad daylight, dare to play the big lady of Fengfu Xiangfu"

Wen Sheng almost bit his tongue, and said with a look of disbelief: "Who do you say she is? Fengfu that weak and stupid lady, Feng Xiaoer?"

In order to meet the stupid temperament, Feng Xiaoer shook his body and feared to hide behind the small potatoes and dare not read Wen Sheng. In my heart, I hope that Wensheng will not want to find her trouble.

However, it is always counterproductive. Wen Sheng’s old hooligans see the beauty and have no reason to play.

Wen Sheng has always been arrogant, and he does not put Feng Yu Xiang Fu in his eyes. He is approaching, his eyes are blurred, his mouth is hung with an ugly smile: "Don't be afraid, Miss Gong will take you to the room and hurt you." The body of a small potato grabbed the wrist of Feng Xiao'er and smiled even more. "Hey, this son has never seen such a beautiful beauty..."

Feng Xiaoer’s backhand smashed Wen’s big mouth and stupidly angered: “Bad egg...”

Wen Sheng slammed his face and hurt his teeth. The small potatoes pulled up the phoenix and ran wildly.

"Take them to Laozi" is the scream of Wen Sheng’s anger.

Feng Yaner in the running turned his head and looked at Wen Sheng, who was about to catch up. When he turned his face, he slammed into the arms of the former person.

With a bang, the jug in the hands of Long Qi was thrown out and fell to the ground and broke.

The little potato exclaimed: "Miss, are you okay?" Long Qi’s men chased him and shouted: "Wang, are you okay?"

Dragon seven eyes blurred, lying on the ground and playing a wine cellar, stretched his fingers and pointed at Feng Xiaoer, a silly smile: "Hey? Beautiful fairy?"

Feng Xiaoer struggled to get up from the dragon seven, vigorously smashed the smudges on his body, and disgusted with the dragon: "I don't have a good thing when I meet you."

The dragon seven hands raised him up, and the dragon seven shook his head and pressed the temple hard, and when he blinked, he looked sober. Looking at his face with anger and glaring at his own phoenix, Long Qi was a little frown. The girl in front of her face rose red because of her angry face. The pink cherry mouth opened slightly and shouted, a pair of watery eyes and screaming at him with anger.

Long Qi has never seen her seriously before, but now it looks so good, like a fairy falling into the mortal world.

At this time, when she hit the dragon seven, she was unlucky, her eyes were not seen as net, and Feng Xiaoer lifted her foot and left.

I know that the small potatoes went to the front of the Dragon Seven, and they sighed: "Seven princes, save our Missy, Wen Gongzi sings on the street. Our lady said that we want to be our 17th niece."

Feng Xiaoer stopped in the footsteps and could not help but help.

The dragon seven 瞧 see Wen Sheng’s look and the wretched look, and the little soldiers behind him probably guessed something. I’ve heard about Wen Sheng’s, and the beautiful women have to play around, and the Tianlong dynasty has long been notorious. After catching him several times, he was released by the Queen Empress. He did not care for politics. It did not mean that he ignored these things. Long Qiyi shot a harsh light to the gentle scorpion and looked at Wen Sheng’s majesty. "Wen Sheng, who will give you Courage, sing the king of the future Wang Wang"

Long Qi Si Si Wenwen, the origin of Wei Lai is scary, Wen Sheng is not a stupid person, these seven kings are the most favored by the emperor, provoked him to have no good fruit to eat, his face replaced with a flattering smile, "misunderstanding, absolutely misunderstanding The seven kings and the big lady Langcai are naturally born, and the son of the son does not bother the seven kings and the young lady, and walks away." The words fell and the old man slid.

Wen Sheng’s death is dead. Even if she sings her today, she dares to say that she and the Dragon Seven are a natural pair. Feng Xiaoer’s teeth look at the back of Wensheng’s mouse, and he has a chance to teach him well. .

Turning his head to startled, Long Qi that God did not know when to come to her, but also smiled at her silly, although the smile is very handsome, but Feng Xiaoer only feels obsessive, immediately open mouth Reprimanded, the words have not been said, Long Qi once again hit a wine cellar, and then planted into her shoulders, the whole person pressed on the Phoenix.

Feng Yan’s eyes were so angry that he shouted at the hands of Long Qi: “What are you doing? You are not coming to help your master.” The wood guards nodded and came over to help the dragon seven. Long Qi did not know whether the brain was in the water or the brain burned his brain and stretched his arms to hold the phoenix. How can the wood guards pull and pull?

Feng Xiaoer’s mad fist, and the arm of the dragon that slammed his teeth, “Dragon Seven, no longer let go of your aging mother’s arm.”

After a hard pull, Long Qi was opened by the phoenix, and the wood guards apologized to Feng Xiaoer and took the Dragon Seven away. Feng Xiaoer’s disgusted pats on the clothes, and the suffocating sighs of the gods are smeared on the body, black face roaring: “The drunkenness in the daytime, yelling, it’s really bad luck.”

The forefoot was abandoned by Feng Xiaoer, and the hind foot said that she was his future seven kings. What did she take her? This kind of sinister man who was hurt by love sent her to her, she didn't want it.

The life and death pavilion of Jiuzhonglou, Hongjiu sat on the wooden couch. When did he stop playing the piano? I couldn’t wait to see the figure of the woman. When I saw those pictures, I saw the dragon seven fell on her. The bonfire burned, thinking of Feilin saying that she had blocked the sword for the Dragon Seven, and a strong anger rushed up, oh, the strings were broken.

How long have you been so angry? He thinks that he is an extremely forbearing person. What is the current anger?

A woman who only met twice has actually affected him? Red Nine feels ridiculous.

"Hey, Ajiu, Ajiu, Xiaojiu, Xiaojiujiu, it’s me, auntie." The ear actually sounded like the voice of the person. Red nine looked up, coldly looking at the past, the green skirt girl waving ten with her fingers and standing outside the window to say hello to him. Still the bright smile.

Feng Xiaoer was splashed with a cold water, and suddenly she froze a smile. Why did Hong Jiu look at her with such indifferent eyes?

But when she saw the red ninth finger on the strings bleeding, she refused to think about this problem, then jumped into the window and flew to the front of the red nine, grabbed his hand and nervously said: "Yeah, Ah Jiu, Your hand is bleeding."