The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Feng Xiaoer couldn't bear it. He stood up and walked out. The stride of the meteor opened the door and went out. In three or two steps, he reached the room of Long Qi. Through the door, the screams of the women became clearer and clearer. Tone.

With a bang, Feng Xiaoer lifted his foot and kicked the door with force.

This sudden scene made the people in the Dragon Seven Room horrified, and they stopped their actions and looked at the Feng Yuer who stood at the door.

Long Qi heard the alarm, and slammed the blindfolded cloth, and looked out the door.

There was no disgusting disgust in Feng Yan’s eyes, which made Long Qi’s heart shake. If she had to, would she look at him? But she was all disgusted in her eyes.

Standing outside the door, Feng Xiaoer could smell a smell of fragrant nose. Feng Xiaoer shook his head in dislike and resentment. He did not have any kindness to Long Qi. He said with a cold face: "Seven princes, Merry Please come to other places happily, you don't rest, others have to rest, you scream like this, others are still asleep?"

Long Qi looked at the women around him and looked at the ugly gestures on their faces. Long Qi was jokingly warning them when they were hiding and hiding with these women. When they were happy, don’t forget. Who knows, these women were exposed to the original shape by his casual teasing.

Long Qi had fewer women in contact with her. She didn’t know much about women. At this moment, she indulged and contacted all kinds of women. Their temptation and desire-filled smile made him feel terrible.

Long Qi knows that these women are obsessed with his handsomeness and identity. As long as he is a little sentence, these women will want to pounce on to serve him. Long Qi has cleanliness, indulgence and indulgence, will not really touch these women, limited to skin contact, Long Qi feels uncomfortable, obviously hate these women, but he is just like his own vindictive, and these women are on the scene.

On the Qinghe Bridge, he deliberately kissed the dancer who teased him. He thought that Feng Xiaoer would be angry and would be disgusted. After he saw the disappointing eyes of Feng Xiaoer, Long Qi repented. That's how he is, tormenting himself, hurting and indulging.

Long Qi still hasn't made a sound, standing in the bright red dress at the doorstep, wearing the exposed **** dance Ji, the first to speak out, the eyes squint at Feng Xiaoer, the soft voice is full of sarcasm: "Oh, you ugly woman has What qualifications say the seven kings? Still dare to kick the door of the seven kings, and disturb the interest of the seven kings, you ugly, ten heads are not enough to cut, many people want to hear our screams can not hear It’s your pleasure to let you hear it."

The **** dancer thought that she would admire and like her like this, but she did not see the face of the dragon seven face gradually gloomy.

Standing on the side of the **** dance girl, the pink skirt dance Ji Fuhe said: "Hey, according to me, this ugly woman wants to swear, deliberately wants to attract the attention of the seven kings."

Other dancers Qi Qihe echoed: "Yes, it must be, don't look at yourself, grow ugly like this, don't stay in the room, but it's so scary to come out"

Feng Xiaoer knows that these women will only affect their feelings, and immediately issued the final warning: "You sang the goods, listen to the old lady, if you send out the kind of chicken called the same wave" Feng Xiaoer warned Meaningful blinking, biting his teeth, "I really can't make you a woman... Don't believe, try it out."

Feng Xiaoer started the fire and didn't know what it would be like. In short, she had already warned these women.

"Hey...you ugly girl, dare to scare us?" Fengman Dancer grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it toward Feng's forehead.

Because the distance is too close, Feng Xiaoer has not had time to dodge, the tea cup is **** the forehead, and it is easy to heal a little on the forehead, this big force movement, the scar instantly Cracked, bloodshot glued to Qi Liuhai.

The wound was split open, and the blood was getting more and more, dripping in the corner of the eye. The head of the phoenix numb numb, biting the lip with pain, and sticking out the sleeves to wipe the blood from the corner of the eye.

A small cup of tea will make her so painful, showing that the woman is too strong.

The dancers also sighed and laughed so badly.

When Dragon Seven saw the blood on his forehead, he had completely lost his senses. He rushed to the front of the full-fledged dancers and waved all his strength. The heavy slap in the plump dance. On the face, a slap of the palms beat the plump dancer on the ground. A clear five fingers can be seen on the face immediately.

The full-fledged dance of the wolf was sitting on the ground, covering his face with incredulous face and looking up at the Dragon Seven.

The dragon seven eyes can kill the full-fledged dancer, and the whole body is filled with a smoldering suffocating temper. He grabs another teacup on the table and squats on the forehead of the plump dancer. Lived in the forehead, looked up to see the dragon seven, was scared by the look of the dragon seven violently pale face.

The seven kings look like this, that is, she will not swear the corpse.

"Do you dare to hurt her?" asked the dragon seven words and looked at the eyes of the plump dancer, screaming a strong murderous. Plump dancers shook their heads, eyes flashed with grievances, trying to use the beauty and weakness to influence the dragon seven.

"Yu Benwang still doesn't want to kill you, roll..." Long Qi clenched his fist and pressed his heart to the strong murderousness. He screamed at the plump dance, and the full-fledged dancers climbed up and fled. The rest of the dancers were exposed to the scary eyes of the Dragon Seven, and the fascinating eyes also followed the full-fledged dancers, leaving the wind and fire.

Scorpio, it turns out that the seven kings are angry like this, really scary, and the gentle and elegant image is simply two extreme contrasts.

The wound on the forehead seemed to be split open, the blood flowed, the blood came to the corner of the eye, and the phoenix looked up at the face, not stopping the sleeves and rubbing the corners of his eyes. The small potatoes rushed out and pulled out the square towel to stop the blood. Supporting Feng Xiaoer into the house.

Dragon Seven wants to catch up, but he can't step on it, want to say something, but he doesn't know how to speak.

Long Qi thinks of what Feng Xiaoer said: In the case of the Dragon Seven, you are not a good thing. Now he thinks about it, Feng Xiaoer has never calmed down with him. Perhaps, is he really her nemesis? Is it really natural that he and her are not together?

The small potato helped the phoenix to deal with the wound, and the glimpse of the wound became more and more unbearable, and it was inevitable that it was uncomfortable. Feng Xiaoer comforted the pat on the shoulder of the small potato. The atmosphere said: "Nothing, I don't care."

The little potato is so sad that it **** the nose and knows that it is useless to say anything. It’s just that the little potatoes know that the young lady is also a woman’s family. Even if the skin is thick and free, the self-respect is very fragile and is insulted by people. I don’t care if I say it, but my heart must be uncomfortable.

Those people say that Feng Xiaoer really does not care, it is undeniable that sensitive and fragile hearts will not be happy, but Feng Xiaoer will not be in the heart, but Feng Xiaoer thinks of a problem that people are discussing. She disfigured, married to the ghost king, a natural pair.

This is the topic that most of the people in the inn heard the gossip in these days.