Zhao Han's left cheek was beaten, and it was hot. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Not only because of the red color of being beaten, but also because of the half of his life, but in the second half of his life, he actually had to endure this kind of little white face who relied on his whiskers to pat the horse, climb into the woman's bed, and get on the top.

Old face, I really can't put it aside!

Zhao Han's hand holding the heavy sword tightened for a while, and the original roughness of the hand was large, and the green tendons were convex and convex.

The eyes that were originally full of vicissitudes were the size of a fist, and they couldn't wait to swallow Xiaobao in one gulp.

Xiaobao, who has shaken his hand, has no fear.

In his opinion, it's not a big deal to just be a soldier leader.

"What are you staring at, beware of me buttoning your eyeballs off!" He is not afraid of Zhao Han, he has the support of the princess.

Zhao Han couldn't bear it anymore, his face was so angry that his face turned red, his chest rose and fell, and he was about to pull out his heavy sword and cut off the little white-faced head.

The little soldiers who came with hurriedly stepped forward to hold it, and I didn't know what was said in his ear, Zhao Han's fierce flames were extinguished in an instant.

Shoved and pulled away by the creeps.

"What's the matter!" Xiao Bao spat at the mouth and snorted.

"You said that our princess was poisoned, but there is evidence? We still suspect that you coveted the beauty of the princess, poisoned our princess, and tried to climb to the position of a concubine," Xiaobao said without blushing or panting.

It's really a dog myself, and I have to say that others are also dogs.

The hair of the white medicine gas will stand on end!

His little apprentice is a daughter!

Girl!

Covet your hammer beauty!

If you want to be beautiful, the little apprentice can go back by himself and look at himself in the mirror.

No matter how bad it is, look at the big apprentice, or the big demon king.

Who wants to see the one who has no rules, doesn't know how to be respectful, and has no morals, what a broken princess.

Bai Yao rushed forward, and was about to refute, but was pulled down by Chu Yu, who was holding Xiaobai, "Then I'll go with you!

Deliberately gnashing his teeth at the last few words.

On the one hand, Chu Yu wanted to see what Qin Luoyi was doing.

On the other hand, Zhao Han was beaten, and she was inexplicably angry and wanted to help him get back on the field.

When Xiaobao heard that Chu Yu was going, he immediately became even more arrogant.

thought that Chu Yu was a handsome man when he knew the times, and he was afraid when he heard the name of Hong Mengguo.

"Take him away!" Xiao Bao's eyes squinted, and he motioned for the soldiers around him to go over to take Chu Yu.

Ning Zimo, who had been silent, suddenly fell in the middle.

With a murderous aura, the frightened soldiers immediately retreated half a step.

Joke, how could he let someone else's dirty hands touch Chu Yu.

Bai Yao almost applauded Ning Zimo, thinking that he was handsome for the first time.

Well, it's still a shame worse than himself, of course!

Xiaobao felt that his authority was being challenged, jumped to his feet angrily, stretched out his finger, pointed at Ning Zimo, and said sharply, "Despise Hong Mengguo, you can be ready to wake up to death!"

Ning Zimo didn't say a word at all, and went straight in front of Chu Yu, looking like Lao Tzu just didn't leave, what kind of posture do you dare to.

Seeing that neither side wanted to let anyone, Lu Zhuye hurriedly stood up to be a peacemaker, and said with a smile, "Princess Qin means that this brother is not wearing a shirt, and it is inconvenient to go to her residence, so I will accompany Brother Chu to go over."

After listening to Baiyao, he took out a big apprentice's practice uniform from the storage tail ring and threw it to Ning Zimo, "New one, I haven't worn it."

Ever since he saw the Great Demon King, he has been wearing black clothes, and Bai Yao thoughtfully picked out a black set for him.

Ning Zimo was not pretentious, caught it with one hand, spread it out on his body, and fastened his belt.