"Glib."

"You little bastard, you don't look like a good thing."

"Dare you talk to me like that."

"Do you know how many people died?"

Cry red dress to heavy building cold voice say.

I saw her sitting directly on the side of the bluestone.

In front of the tower.

There is still no need to mend other clothes.

The moment of sitting on the bluestone.

Chonglou swallowed a mouthful of water.

In the heart of Chonglou, she scolds the woman in red, who is so annoying.

Crying in red is not a wild woman.

However, she didn't seem to care about wearing a long gauze skirt in front of Chonglou.

Even if I was seen by Chonglou, I didn't care.

Qihongyi has lived for more than 7000 years.

For such a long time, in fact, the memory of many human things has been blurred.

In the eyes of others.

A woman like qihongyi is just like a goddess. She is above everything else and can't be touched.

There are few people who can talk to qihongyi.

The gods, kings and strongmen in luanyun mountain have their own prohibitions.

There is little communication between the God King and the strong.

At their level.

The more we know about the world, the more we want to explore it.

Almost all the God King strong people want to explore the vast sky.

This is the case with red clothes.

In her heart, there is little female cognition.

The unbridled eyes of Chonglou.

It seemed to wake up a little of the girl's shame in her heart.

But for so many years, I haven't been looked at like this by men.

Even if the heart aroused the shame of some girls.

I don't care at all.

She was wearing a gauze skirt in front of the tower.

Such a close distance, in fact, is equivalent to no wear at all.

She sat on the bluestone.

"The look in your eyes reminds me of the feeling I hated."

"Men."

"It's disgusting."

Cry red clothes cold again road.

Maybe I've been staring at by the shameless eyes of Chonglou.

I can't help crying for myself.

She was awakened a little from her former female perceptual cognition.

"That one."

"Sister fairy."

"I'm not to blame for that."

"I'm a normal man."

"And you are such a beautiful fairy."

"You're wearing the same kind of clothes as you're not wearing."

"I'm just looking. I've had enough."

Chonglou looks embarrassed.

"What do you mean?"

"What else do you want to do to me?"

Cry red dress to heavy building cold voice again way.

"That one."

"I dare not."

Chonglou shook his head.

"Hum."

"I know you dare not."

"Let's go."

"Practice yourself."

Tears the red dress coldly looked a heavy building to say.

On the body of weeping red, he put on a crimson cloth.

This is to cover up the beautiful scenery of Qi Hongyi.

Put on a big, thick cloth.

In the eyes of brother Chonglou, he was a little disappointed.

After all, it's a pity that we can't see the beautiful scenery.

"Chonglou."

"You little bastard, it's very annoying."

"If it's not for you, you are the first disciple of Qingyun peak in the past six thousand years."

"You were killed by me long ago."

Cry red dress to heavy building cold voice say.

Said, weeping red figure, disappeared.