Chapter 555： Your sister!

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Chapter 555 Your sister!

"Of course, drink, or he will let the girl cut the knife, but the girl only gave him half of the drink, so... if you want to restore the previous look, he will have to endure the pain. If you don't want it, you can stop it at any time. Ghost's run away!" Cold Bing raised his eyebrows and did not feel how cruel he was.

"Do you have a hatred with him?" The ghostly son licked his throat and never thought that his apprentice had the advantage of being arrogant in addition to the murderer.

"At first he almost killed the girl, this girl just took back some interest today, it is cheaper!" When he changed his skin, the cold ice heart really wanted to slash the dead game, but given that he is now In the situation, she did not dare to be too arrogant, although there is a short-term master, but to the flames of the country for a long time, the cold ice heart is naturally clear, the people of the imperialism are not easy to provoke.

"But it, you are sure that he is now returning to the previous appearance?" Ghost Road turned his head and stared at the night, and turned to look at the cold ice heart.

"Reassure, this girl is also a close disciple of your demeanor." The cold ice heart throws the blade in his hand and confidently looks at the ghost.

"Dead gimmicks, finally willing to recognize the old man is a master! Wait for him to hurt enough, you will send him to the Sacrifice House, and hand it over to the kid of Kailu!" The ghost road was called by the master of cold ice heart, and my heart seemed to be like Wiping the same sweetness as honey, there is still a kung fu tube night game that hurts.

Although I couldn't say that it was gorgeous, but there were some elegant rooms, I twisted the water snake waist and walked to Yao Mo's side.

"Master, really want to tear it down?" After all, it is the house of Kailu, now the homeowner is not, it is not good to demolish the house, right? Hey hesitated.

"Demolition!" Yao Mozhen can not manage so much, life is too short, if she is allowed to stay in such a broken room, then she is really better to die. I don't know why, Yao Mozhen has always felt that himself before the amnesia, life has always been very luxurious! I picked up my eyebrows. Anyway, my task is to get close to Yao Mozhen and gain her trust. As long as there is no problem in principle, Yao Mozhen said what she did.

"You guys still don't do it!" As he swayed his sleeve, there were more than a dozen craftsmen who smashed the hammer in front of the house.

"Slow!" Just as the craftsman slammed his arms and sleeves, a clear sound of the Qing dynasty drifted away, Yao Mozhen and the rumored reputation, and he saw a woman walking in the moon white Huashang walking, beauty like What Yu said is the woman in front of her, folding the waist with a microstep, showing her wrists in the gauze, if the muscles are fat, if the air is blue, the beauty of the woman lies in the dust, like the moon, it is one of the brightest .

"Who is it? It turned out to be a sacred sacred woman." Although it is the same as the illusion, it is the most incomprehensible in the weekdays. It is like the snow lotus on the top of the iceberg. It is a lotus flower that blooms in the wild pool.

"What are you doing?" The illusion did not look at it, and walked to the craftsman and looked coldly.

"Back to the Virgin, we are here to demolish the house." Craftsman A responded with great respect.

"What is the demolition of a house, can you talk? Retelling!" He hated to go forward and the voice was slightly threatening.

"Oh... return to the sacred sacred woman, we are here to re-decorate this room." Craftsman A changed his mouth when he boarded.

"This saint is not allowed, let's go!" The illusion waved coldly, and the words were closed. The craftsmen did not dare to neglect, but they wanted to go, but they were stopped.

"you guys……"

"You continue, whoever dares to go, the legs are discounted." Before waiting for the opening, Yao Mo stepped forward, and the quiet scorpion scattered with the cold moon like Huaguang fell on the illusion. The craftsman behind him was guilty. Although he heard that the emperor had sealed a new saint, the illusion was an old man and he could not afford to be offended.

"You are stunned! Didn't you hear the words of the Virgin Mary!" He waved his fist and glared at the craftsmen in front of him. It was really common to them on weekdays, and even her words were not heard.

"Children's Virgin? Hey, are you the master here!" Listening to the name of the cockroach, the eyes of the illusion flashed a trace of disdain.

"Then you are?" Yao Mozhen saw the irony and disdain in the eyes of the illusion, and the bottom of his heart was quite contradictory. Since he is a saint, who is qualified to look down?

"You!" Just as the illusion was about to be shot, he rushed to Yao Mozhen in front of him, and he was eager to try. At about the same time, the enlightenment that had been standing behind the illusion was almost moved to the middle of the two. .

"But it, the dismantled and dismantled." Kai did not want to illusion, and compromised.

"Hey, she is going to tear down your house now! How can you condone her!" The illusion did not expect Kaiqi to stand on the side of Yao Mozhen, and his heart was suddenly cooled.

"The big sacrifices like our masters, naturally we have to condone some more! Someone wants to cry? Don't, that will affect the image!" Although I don't like Kailu, I can't understand the day. In the evening, I was entangled with a pug, and I kept the words 'I am for you' all day long. I know that she is a saint. I don’t know if she is the Virgin!

"Hey!" The illusion of the illusion looks like a smoldering fire, as if to look at it with a gaze.

"Magic, you go back first, this festival will go to you later." Seeing the atmosphere is getting stiffer, Kaiqi opened the door and ordered the order.

"Oh..." The illusion of illusion turned to look at Kailu, and the bottom of my heart passed a cold touch. Seeing that Qi Qi did not retain the meaning, the illusion had to turn around, and before the walk, the cold eyes circumvented the cockroaches and shot directly on Yao Mozhen.

Yao Mozhen did not feel the maliciousness of the magic, but she did not care. Of course, Yao Mozhen is not conceited, but wants to see his position in the eyes of these people. Obviously, those craftsmen are still more afraid of the illusion, and even have jealousy about their own embarrassment. Only when they look at themselves, they have nothing but curiosity. And as a beggar, actually dare to confront the illusion, it seems that she still underestimated the gimmicks around her. As for Qi Qi, although he promised to be close to the mad behavior, but in the eyes is toward the magic.

So complicated! Yao Mo can't help but pick an eyebrow and lose memory? Did martial arts lose? It’s not a casual passerby saying anything, she has to believe it!

Until the illusion left, Kaiqi turned around.

"Prepare, after tomorrow morning, go to see the emperor with this sacrifice." The wind rises, picking up the long hair of the beautiful moon, the god-like man stands in front of Yao Mozhen, but in exchange for Yao Mozhen Indifferent to ignore.

A bold woman! The second time that Kaiqi learned Yao Mo's arrogance and the kind of domineering that came out of his own bones, I felt quite a bit in my heart. The people in his mouth seem to have a kind of meaning to be above him.

"Which is the big sacrifice?" At this moment, the cold ice heart shoved in front of Kai Yi and others who appeared in the night game.

"Master, this is the ghost's disciple, saying that it is a cross." The housekeeper of the house is an old man who has spent years in the armor. Everyone calls him Zhong Zhong.

"Know it, leave people, you... is this your masterpiece?" At the moment of seeing the night game, Kai's face suddenly clouded. The face is still that face, and it is not bad with the night of the night, but the long sea of ​​forehead can't stop the word "beast" above!

"How? What is the big sacrifice? I want to teach one or two?" Leng Bing raised his eyebrows and looked at a handsome silver-haired man in front of his eyes. The tone of his speech seemed to be provocative. It is true that the closed disciple who is a ghost is changing his skin. In this regard, in addition to ghosts, who dares to teach her!

Seeing Kaiqi’s words, when the cold ice heart was about to retract the line of sight, the scorpion seemed to be settled and fell to Yao Mozhen’s body, and the eyes came out with tears.

"Master? Master, how are you here?" Cold ice ecstasy rushed to Yao Mozhen, but was stopped.

"Don't yell at Ye, she is the sacred woman of the imperialism, but it is not your master." The martial arts are comparable to the beginning, naturally and effortlessly separate the cold ice heart from Yao Mozhen. Almost at the same time, the sly scorpion of the night glory rushed toward the cold ice heart, and the sorrowful expression of Haotian was undoubted.

"Does this saint know you?" Yao Mozhen stepped on the cold ice heart step by step, step by step toward the night game.

"Saints...you are a saint! Hahaha!" The night of the game was a big laugh, and the hatred of the eyes was like a huge wave rolling in, and the distance was close at hand. Yao Mozhen deeply felt the murderousness from the night game. . Even if the killing of the father and mother is not the same.

"Master! You don't know him? He is the night game that the animal is not as good! It is he who killed your big sister and killed your relatives alive! Master, I am cold heart!" Out of the abnormality of Yao Mozhen, anxious reminder.

Yao Mozhen’s eyes are a bit stunned. Rao is as cold as the heart said. What reason does the man have to look at himself with such a line of sight? Yao Mozhen is a bit confused.

"Indiscriminate! Zhong uncle, this person is given this sacrifice to the secret room." Kai has paid attention to Yao Mozhen for a long time, until she is sure that she did not recognize the night game, only to be at ease. The housekeeper heard the sound and did not dare to neglect, and immediately took the night of the game, still laughing, and went to the park.

"Master! How can you not even recognize the ice heart! What happened in the end?" Cold ice heart is not as good as the night game, and no matter how he blocks it, the cold ice heart is to rush to Yao Mo's body. If you don't want to avoid the shortcomings of the ghosts, you must knock down and save yourself so much effort.

"Ghost girl, can't be noisy, this is the saint of the imperial religion, the name of the nephew, not to worship the saint!" If the night can not recognize the game, Kaiqi is sure that Yao Mozhen will certainly not recognize Cold ice heart.

"Your sister! Go away!" Cold Bing's heart opened his hand, just as he was about to go forward, but he was sealed twice and sealed the acupuncture point.

"Ghost girl, you should know which line you are doing. Now you see the nephew of the nephew. Is it really worthy of your excitement?" If you start your slogan, you will be sober-hearted, yeah! She is not only an easy teacher or a painter, but she has two unusual faces.

At the time of the cold ice heart, Kai has already solved the acupuncture point of the cold ice heart.

"You are conspiring! Hey!" Cold ice stunned and looked at Yao Mozhen, and turned away. Looking at the figure of the cold ice heart faded out of his sight, Yao Mo is dull, conspiracy? What is the conspiracy? What role did you play in this conspiracy? Hey? Is she really shouting?

Too many questions hovered in Yao Mo's mind waiting for her to unravel one by one, but she is not in a hurry now.

"You are still doing what you want to do, tear down." Yao Mozhen casually opened his mouth, and the deep shackles were not seen from beginning to end. Hearing the words of Yao Mozhen, Kai Yan could not help but look at the past. There is no doubt in her heart just in the scene? If so, why not? Yao Mozhen, a good city!

The big Chu Palace in the cold winter was covered with snow for nearly a month. The snow-like snow was still floating in the air, and the lead-colored sky was not clear for a long time.