Chapter 4393

Sikong tuckahoe's chin is about to fall off. How can this prince Mo look like when he is in Sikong star, he is more smelly and shameless?

So openly in front of her crazy dog food, you do so who can afford?

"You wait!" What did Sikong Fuling suddenly think of? They looked up and down. Their eyes were strange.

"You, how, how?"

Holding together?

Strictly speaking, this is the dream of arbor. How could Prince Mo, as an external spiritual body, embrace the spirit of arbor?

She had to calm down, breathe in, breathe out, and calm down.

Sikong tuckahoe stares at the past, and sees that they are clinging to each other, but they can't help but fight with each other? Look at this face. There are so many mists and miasma here. Now you don't know where to go. "

Mo Lian holds her daughter-in-law, turns her head and stares at Sikong tuckahoe. "You really don't mean well."

Just now, he clearly had hugged Qiao Qiao, and in an instant, the scene was changed.

It should be that they were disturbed by the sound of the flute of Sikong Poria cocos, which made them separated inexplicably.

Of course, Sikong Fuling couldn't admit it. He said angrily with a cold face, "that's not because his face is paralyzed and his heart is heavy. Who's home in the dream set up the fog miasma, can be full-bodied into her like this, even the road can't see clearly. "

Speaking, I felt as if I had been hit by something on my back.

Sikong tuckahoe was shocked. He grabbed the nightmare flute in his hand and quickly turned around. "Who?"

This face paralysis face wants to pit a person again!

"I'm sorry, Miss Sikong. Did you get hurt by accident? " The voice of bathing in Stardust drifted into her ears through the thick fog.

Sikong Fuling was so angry that he clenched his teeth and said to himself: his face was paralyzed, and this pit of goods made the place where she stood especially foggy. He was shocked when the stars came behind her.

"Why are you here?"

"I saw that time has passed for a long time, and you and Molian have never come back, so they followed in the battle in a hurry..."

Sikong tuckahoe took two deep breaths. He turned around and yanked the corners of his mouth.

Mingming muxingchen is standing behind her now, but she hasn't even seen the ghost through the heavy fog.

Sikong Fuling can only continue to play the flute and explore the road, occasionally making a sound, and then he said to Mu Xingchen without expression, "don't blame me for not reminding you. Your sister's dream is in a mess. If you don't follow my flute, you will be locked in your sister's dream forever. "

Mu Xingchen said quickly, "don't worry, Miss Sikong. I've been following you."

"I don't know where my younger sister and brother-in-law have gone?"

"How do I know!" Sikong Fuling gave him a bad roar.

If she knew, what would she do with him now?

Just now, when talking with Mu Xingchen, the trees and the ink lotus have both disappeared.

Sikong tuckahoe always has an impulse. Now she runs to catch the paralysis and kicks her to death!

I'm so full that I've come to this muddy water. Ah! ]

"go." Sikong tuckahoe flute sound slightly, then found that all around the thick fog swept.

So where dare she stop playing and continue to search for a way out with the nightmare magic flute? She only scolds the people who suffer from the pit goods like arbor in her heart!

What did you say she wanted?

She is a melon eater. Isn't it good to eat melons at the theatre?