The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Feng Yier’s grievances were stuck in his heart, and he vented like a temper: “What do you say with the lord? How do you? When Wang dare dares to come back, I am not daring to join my house?”

Hey, the dragon nine nose tipped a sarcasm.

"Since Missy is so enthusiastic, this king is naturally not good to push." ​​Long Jiu has to look at what she wants to play.

Long Jiu said that he would raise Feng Xiaoer up and push forward and say, "Go, as you wish, the candle in the cave."

............

Ziyun looked at the shadow of Feng Xiaoer and Long Jiu gradually disappearing into the corridor, biting his teeth and making a fist, and his nails were inserted into the meat without any consciousness.

After all, the master did not kill her.

Even if I forgot Feng Xiaoer, I still can't bear to kill her?

why? Why is it?

Ziyun teeth must be ground, and my heart is resentful.

Long Jiu and Feng Yuer disappeared completely into the corridor. Feilin and Honggu closed the windows of the darkroom.

"Fei Linshu, this is not the way to go, Missy began to doubt the master, I am worried that Missy will try this, and one day will be noticed by the master."

"Do you really want to kill Missy?"

"Hey, the master is not easy to forget Missy, but Missy suspects that the master is coming. The young lady is stubborn and she is not afraid of the master."

"The master and the young lady are special after all, even if Missy is as daring and reckless to test the master, the master can't keep his hand."

"The master is now in love with Missy. It is actually the most cruel to Missy. Poor couple have lovers..."

Hong Gu was moved by Feng Yuer’s attachment to Hong Jiu.

"I am afraid that Missy will say something about knowing the red nine, so that we have no meaning when we burn the Jiuzhong Building."

"Fei Linshu do not worry about this problem, Missy is a person, I still believe very much, Missy is also a smart person, I used to know how to score when I was in love with the master. I am worried that Missy is so stubborn and angry. The master, there is no good fruit to eat"

When Honggu Fang saw that the master was really going to kill Feng Xiaoer, he couldn’t help but be scared.

If one day the master recovered his memory and remembered Feng Xiaoer, knowing what kind of reaction would he have to kill his beloved woman by himself?

It will definitely be better than death.

"It seems that Honggu is quite familiar with Missy."

"Missy is going to Jiuzhonglou to talk about books, often go to the main son, I know a little bit"

"In the future, Missy is in the house, and it will inevitably meet the red aunt. What if Missy recognizes you?"

"How can I recognize that I am very different in the appearance of Jiuzhonglou?"

The Jiuzhong Building disappeared, and most people in the Jiuzhong Building have recovered their true feelings. Thousands of faces can also be made back to themselves. No longer need to play Dragon Nine.

A lot of problems have been solved, and the only problem now is this phoenix.

"I hope this young lady is smart, don't anger the master again." Fei Lin was slightly worried.

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Under the intimidation of Longjiu, Fengxier finally returned to the room with a treacherous battle.

In fact, Feng Xiaoer didn't have much enthusiasm. Before she thought about peeling off the clothes of Longjiu, then she felt scared after knowing it, especially the scornful **** of Shanglongjiu. The previous arrogance disappeared at once. It is.

Sure enough, Long Jiu pushed her into the house and closed the door with her backhand. The tall figure stepped closer to Feng Xiaoer, looked up, pushed hard and pushed Feng Xiaoer to the bed.

The dragon is full of strength, and Feng Xiaoer is pushed to the bed, and the soft posture touches the hard wooden bed, and the pain is straight.

Wrist pain, lip pain, back pain, heart hurts.

Feng Xiaoer's breathing became very short, watching the dragon nine slowly approaching the figure, nervous biting his lips and swallowing water.

Long Jiu’s whole person was deceived, and Feng Xiaoer was pressed under his body. A pair of big palms were covered on the waist of the phoenix. The phoenix was a tremble, and the whole body was stiff. It felt that every pore was leaking. The evil spirits of Longjiu Mountain Rain are black, and Feng Xiaoer is afraid of heart leaping. The blood is solidified together and does not dare to move a half.

Feeling the rigidity of Feng Xiaoer, the dragon and nine evil charms smiled: "How? Now afraid?"

The warmth of the dragon and nine is sprinkled on the skin of Fengqier. It is very comfortable, with a touch of medicinal scent, which makes people fall into this fragrance when they are not careful.

Feng Xiaoer admitted that she was really afraid at the moment. Looking at the dragon's black eyes, the heart, the madness is not over.

It is shy to be confused or afraid.

However, when she thought that Hongjiu was surrounded by the raging fire in Jiuzhonglou, Hongjiu looked at her painful eyes and made Fengxier’s heart hurt.

Long Jiu is in front of him, as long as he stripped off the dragon's robes... he was able to solve the mystery of happiness.

In the bottom of my heart, Feng Xiaoer secretly cheered herself up, and she was silent for a long while. Suddenly she tried her best to turn over and throw the dragon nine down on the bed, and she squatted on Longjiu.

Feng Yuer couldn't care for the pain of his wrist. He squatted on Longjiu's body and directly went to peel off the robes of Longjiu. Longjiu grabbed Feng's wrist and said coldly: "Missy thinks about this king." So can't wait to hungry?"

Feng Yuer suffered from pain, and his wrist was twisted by Long Jiu. It is estimated that this time is really abolished.

Feng Yuer’s painful frown, fortunately, in the dark night, Long Nine could not see her delicateness, Feng Xiaoer’s pain, deliberately sharpened the decibel: “Yes, slaves can’t wait for half a minute, don’t bother Wang Ye, slaves personally For Wang Ye, undressing..."

Feng Xiaoer said that he was going to peel off Longxi’s robes, and Longji once again screwed Feng’s wrists and looked at Feng’s painful eyes. He sneered: “Missy is so arrogant, her wrists are Disabled, but also so active."

Feng Qier’s painful biting lip, the delicate body did not have much strength, watching Longji’s close-knit face, his heart moving, and extending his other hand to touch the mask of Longjiu.

Just touching the cold mask, he was screwed to the wrist by Long Jiu. The dragon nine pumped hard and pulled Feng Xiaoer into his chest. Although he just slammed and slammed back, the two were The chest touched the chest.

A soft, a hard. In the dark night, there was a ripple in the air.

Long Jiu grabbed the two uneasy novels of Feng Xiaoer, and the voice became more and more cold: "Do you want both hands to be scrapped?"

Why is it that it is easy to throw down a dragon and it is so difficult to take off a piece of clothing?

Feng Xiaoer’s grievances licked the eyelashes and forced the shallow tears back.

"Abolished, it will be abolished. Anyway, I have already been scarred in this body. I don't care to waste two more wrists." Feng Xiaoer's tone is not wronged, with a bit of arrogance and childishness.

Indeed, passing through, is constantly hurt, for the dragon seven shield sword, was assassinated by Shen Biyu mother and daughter, was lynched by the Queen's poisoned woman, was stabbed by Feng Zhuoer ... those are not comparable to today's dragon nine to her If you say it hurts, it will not be as good as a cold and ruthless look.

The pain can be treated with medicine, the pain is in the heart, how should it be treated?

Hearing the tone of Feng Xiaoer, Long Jiu mouth sighed with a sarcasm smile, cold and ruthless: "Do you think this king will care about your life and death?"

"Then why didn't you kill me?" Feng Xiaoer asked sillyly.

As soon as he talked about this dragon nine, he was annoyed. One turned over and pressed Feng Xiaoer under his body: "This king will not let you die so easily. Remember the king said it? This king will make you regret to marry this." king"