Chapter 1067

"I promise, I promise with the streamer door!"

Murongsheng is not interested in listening to any guarantee. What he says is better than what he sings. If something happens, maybe he can run faster than the rabbit. He still praises Haikou here. What can he say to save her?!

If you really have this ability, just when that little girl was taken away by the black widow, why didn't you see what these two people did?!

It's just like farting!

But now, no matter how resistant she is, there is no way. Now the decision-making power is not on her. She can't move even if she is touched. She can only be slaughtered!

Murong Sheng, who had been punctured, was directly carried away by two men.

And from the inn on the other side of the line, there is a woman in red clothes, from time to time toward the direction of murongsheng disappeared.

"What's the matter?"

Sun Wenzhe looked in the direction of sun Zheng's poem. He didn't see anything strange, so he asked casually.

Sun Zheng poem frowned, looking at the direction of the distance, and her move naturally attracted other people's attention.

Even this head is also wearing a black hat, people can not see what the face is like. But the style of this body can't be easily covered.

"What's the matter? What did you find? " Shangguanhong stopped, looked at Sun Wenzhe and asked.

"Nothing," Sun Wenzhe shook his head. "I don't know what my sister is looking at."

Sun Zheng poem this just returned to God, found that the attention of a group of people all put on her body, hurriedly said: "sorry, sorry."

"Nothing," shangguanhong nodded. "What are you looking at?"

Looking at the situation just now, sun Zheng didn't know what she saw. She was distracted.

"I'm not looking at anything, but..." Sun Zhengshi took a look at the group and shook his head. "It's no big deal. Maybe it's me who's confused. Let's go. Don't delay."

Sun Zheng's poetry is not willing to say much, and others don't ask much.

Sun's brothers and sisters slowly fall behind the team. Sun Wenzheng takes a look at the person walking in front of him, tugs at Sun Zhengshi's clothes and asks softly, "what's the matter? What on earth did you just see? "

The pace of sun Zheng's poem slowly lagged behind a few minutes. He glanced at the person in front of him and replied in a low voice: "just now, I seem to have heard the voice of an acquaintance, but I'm not so sure, so I went down a little."

"Who?"

Sun Wenzhe doesn't know what familiar people he can meet here. Those familiar with them are all in this team.

Sun Zhengshi carefully looked around and lowered his voice: "murongsheng..."

As soon as these three words were spoken, sun Wenzhe was shocked. Even shangguanhong, who was walking in front of him, stopped for a few minutes.

Even though the voice of sun Wenzhe and sun Zheng's poems is so small that they seem to be whispering, Shangguan Hong still has a way if he wants to listen to them. There's no way to escape from him.

Hearing the three words murongsheng, shangguanhong suddenly pulled his heart.

I don't know what my emotion is. In the past, when murongsheng was alive, when he was around him, he only felt disgusted with murongsheng