Chapter 0270: The Wind Rises and the Clouds Fly

"What is she here for? Is she here to be reincarnated?"

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"I was thinking, if I really came to reincarnate, should I want it or not. ā€

"That's up to you, I'm afraid she's just afraid that she's coming with hostility, even if you raise it, maybe your mother and daughter will quarrel for the rest of your life. ā€

"No matter what, the opportunity is rare, you can't miss it when you pass by, you have to talk about it first. It's a big deal to marry her far away in the future, out of sight and out of mind. ā€

"Come on. ā€

"Come on!"

The two of them have different meanings, he is talking about a long time, and he is talking about her and the daughter who has no idea.

But what she said was that now, she had to fight this battle with the old dwarf to win her into bed.

Thinking that there might be reincarnation, Li Xinghua set off the wind and waves, and moved the offensive of Songhua and Wang Shui.

At this time, the old dwarf was not resigned, and the response was not enthusiastic enough.

Her scissor feet, on his waist, wanted to force it.

After so many things, Yueping has a very keen sense of vitality, and as soon as this maternal energy is born, his consciousness follows.

He sensed that she had something urgent to do, so Yueping was not in a hurry, he waited.

He had already sensed that the realm of this mass of living qi was very high, higher than his own, and it was not a spirit spirit, it was another kind of living qi that he had never seen before, very close to human beings.

What attracted him the most was that he felt the kind of characteristics in the micro and small love wells that would only be born in the future, maybe this group of vitality was the opportunity for the sisters to spend the future, so he should pay special attention.

The affairs of this family were powered by the old dwarf's future memoirs, which made Yueping have a little headache, and it often took a lot of twists and turns to support them in the confusion of time and space.

In less than fifteen minutes, Yue Ping had already felt that the maternal qi that came out of the ground of the Immortal Residence and divided into two strands had gone wrong, and that half had completely disappeared, because this half of the Immortal Residence had suddenly become an independent individual, and its activity had suddenly lost ninety percent of its activity!

Of course, Yueping couldn't imagine that it was the old dwarf mother who was forcibly appropriating the other half's vitality and condensing that rib.

Yueping really made a move, and his mind contacted the soybean spirit on the nearest Yellow Niba Mountain, and asked it to quickly save this living creature qi, store it on its rhizobia, and slowly nourish it with food and food.

If Yueping doesn't make a move, she will be a little bit alive, and she will disappear before dawn.

Li Xinghua launched an offensive, the wind and clouds surged on the Xinghua grassland, and the landscape finally became vivid.

The fire burns the clouds, and the people come to the wind.

There are burning clouds on the big night, and you can't admire it if you don't want to.

People are everywhere, and some people are windy when they come.

Li Xinghua's voice stood on the clouds, extremely arrogant: "Old dwarf, what are you doing? What kind of hammer did you ask you to do, why did you forget it!"

The old dwarf now doesn't recognize anyone except his mother: "Which fake tremor are you, crawl away from Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is in a bad mood, and if you make a lot of noise, Lao Tzu will burp you!"

"I'm your old lady! I don't even know my old lady?" As the saying goes, if you don't speculate for more than half a sentence, Li Xinghua doesn't know the cause and effect, and she will get into trouble with one sentence.

"Where did you come from, dare to pretend to be my mother, Lao Tzu pulled you down and couldn't make it an eight-petal Lao Tzu is not surnamed He!" The old dwarf was furious, instinctively, thinking that he was still a stone stick in the countryside, and he couldn't talk about anything except some craftsmanship.

He clamed his chest and feet, raised his hands like chicken paws, and grabbed the sky with the chicken woman! It was not Li Xinghua who caused a catastrophe, but him!

The old dwarf beat his chest, pecked, slammed three times, rang three strings, the water was roaring, the wind was roaring, and the mountains were roaring.

The old man beat his chest three times, and woke up the three major pieces that his mother had injected into his body, and his chest immediately surged, his flesh beat terrified, and he jumped eight feet high as soon as he kicked his feet.

Moreover, as soon as he moved, he stimulated the wind of the people under Li Xinghua's cloth, and immediately, the wind was full of clouds and clouds, and the sky was full of fire and clouds, and the waves were rushing towards him.

The wind was raging all over the ground, and it was a raging wind, and the wind gathered the fiery clouds and marched towards the old man.

The old man stomped his foot, and jumped up eight zhang, he was caught off guard, and then the wind blew wildly, and in the air was a series of tumbling buckets, like a monkey, tumbling and rolling, rolling all the way out, that is, more than three hundred and sixty zhang.

Li Xinghua didn't have much enmity with him, and when she saw him like a treasure, she laughed wildly: "Old dwarf, what's wrong with you, you want to be crazy about your mother, if you want to eat milk, you look for me!"

The old dwarf flipped in the air, this was an experience he had never experienced before, his body was already too strong to be dizzy anymore, but his mind had not yet entered the state, the heart lake and the chest sea downstream of the heart lake were violently turbulent, and his emotional river was twisted like a twisted flower.

I just feel that there is a mother's love everywhere, and there are mother's smiling faces everywhere.

Li Xinghua's words are nothing in normal times, but now they are offending him in their ears, for the sake of her mother's smile, she must not let this woman who steals people desecrate the word 'mother': "I want to tear you this woman!"

What he said is true, although he can no longer kiss this woman's body, but it is not love, her words hurt her mother, and she has to fight with her.

He knew he couldn't beat it, and he had to fight if he couldn't beat it.

He rushed to the clouds, and the chicken woman grabbed the sky, and it was you who caught it!

Where is this woman so easy to grasp? He is not Liu Banjiu, and she is no longer as immature as the night of the evil spirit.

The old man's hair was ruthless, which was exactly what she wanted.

She is Xinghuama, the five elements belong to fire, and the fire clouds arranged out are like arms and fingers, and the fire clouds under the ride are rolled, just like a big quilt, swallowing him in.

Wood makes fire, and Li Xinghua also has the ability to control the wood attribute people to come to the wind.

The old dwarf couldn't catch her, and before he could get closer, Li Xinghua burned the cloud with a fire, wrapped the old dwarf in layers like zongzi, and threw it in the wind.

The wind swept up, and the wind swept around the clouds, and immediately the wind and fire warmed the old man.

This woman wants to provoke him so that he can squeeze out his fine products.

If you want a man to be on fire, burn his body first. This time, the old dwarf knew how tight this woman was.

How many layers does this have to have?

The deep alley bought apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty, how deep is the deep alley?

On the night of the evil spirit, Li Xinghua's sub-mansion opened its hair out of the nine-fold palace, and now the scenery inside is changing with each passing day, and it is even more profound and incredible.

Anyone who goes deep into her belly has the feeling that she doesn't know what it is.

Countless times out of the car, with shame, in exchange for their own confidence.

Now, Li Xinghua is acting on her own turf, more and more freely manipulated, the more enjoyable she feels, and she is more and more experienced in handling these outsiders. (To be continued.) )