"Ah Yu, you're learning badly." Qi Xia looks at Yan Yu sadly. This is the purest and gentlest good Erlang among them. How can this clear spring turn into black water unconsciously?

"He who is near is black." Yan Yu has four or two thousand catties.

Who is he close to? Except for the members of the psychic group, don't think about it.

A group of people flirted with Yan Yu, instead of being flirted with, silently lamented the soaring battle effectiveness of Yan Yu.

It was definitely brought by Shen Yanxiao and Qi Xia.

Shen Yanxiao can't sit down any longer. Knowing that he is a fake emperor, Nangong Mengmeng stares at him. She feels that the air around her is a little thin.

"Emperor, Grandpa, I have something to deal with. You can talk first." Shen Yanxiao excuses to leave.

She is the city Lord. She has every opportunity. It's not suitable for her to talk about this activity.

Nangong Mengmeng was moved by the brilliant image of Shen Yan and Xiao Jingjing, and he even praised them.

Worthy of her idol, she is busy with her work every day.

"Go." Shen Feng smiled and didn't hold back much. They may want to have more contact with Shenyu, but their granddaughter is still young, so she is constrained. I'm afraid she's not comfortable.

"Yes." Shen Yan and Xiao get words, immediately put oil on the soles of her feet to escape. Before she left, she called five little friends.

Five animals also follow people. The excuse is to help Shen Yanxiao deal with things.

When all six of them left, Nangong Mengmeng stared at the door with a pair of eyes and a series of activities in her heart.

After a while, she made an excuse

"Emperor, I have a stomachache." Nangong Mengmeng, pitifully covering her belly, asked the emperor for leave.

How could the emperor not know her careful thinking and not be reluctant to let her go.

Nangong Mengmeng is free, and immediately flies out to find out where Shen Yanxiao has gone.

This meeting, the members of the unreal spirit group have gathered in the back garden of the Lord's mansion.

"What do you think of the sovereign?" Shen Yanxiao thought about it for a long time, and decided to tell them some of the speculation.

"That's it." Don't know. So he doesn't like the emperor. He's too big to play with them. It's OK to take a look.

"Poise and poise." Yan Yu's evaluation of the standard.

"What do you think of?" Qi Xia felt that Shen Yanxiao could not ask for no reason. She suddenly asked people how they felt about the emperor, which was really strange.

She's not such a gossip. It's normal for Donald to ask.

Qi Xia's carefulness makes Shen Yanxiao laugh.

This profiteer, as expected, can't escape his feeling.

"If I say that this holy king is not the same one who helped our family wake up the animals, do you believe it?" Shen Yanxiao slowly dropped a heavy bomb.

For a while, a group of little friends are a little silly.

, as like as two peas, they have not seen the sage before, but others have been exposed to it. They are alike in appearance or figure and temperament.

Shen Yanxiao suddenly said that the goods may be fake. They are a little hard to accept.

"Why do you think so?" Qi Xia frowned slightly. It's not a small thing that the Emperor didn't fake. He didn't see any suspicious traces of the emissary around the emperor, but Shen Yanxiao would make this guess. He must have found something.