The men's army, who had been tortured by Mu Xuehu and exhausted, were all lying on the ground, panting heavily, and the clothes on their bodies were soaked with sweat, but everyone looked at each other, and suddenly they all smiled stupidly, they hadn't experienced this feeling of living for a long time, laughing and laughing, and they all fell asleep.

Mu Xuehu was bored, and had a fight with Huan Yue, although he was not pressed and beaten, but he didn't press the guy who smiled brightly on the ground and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he had to take out the white fan that Hu Xue Chao liked under Hu Xue's pitiful gaze, take a walk, and keep sighing, life is really lonely like snow.

I don't know why, I came to the training ground, and the smell of sweat in my nose could be smelled far away, not to mention Mu Xuehu, a guy with a sensitive nose, who was smoked so black that his face was blackened at the moment, and the black magic gently surrounded a protective cover, filtering the air, and his face was slightly better.

Walking into the small training ground, I found that the sons of the princes and the bloody men who came from outside all collapsed to the ground.

Mu Xuehu squatted down and gently took off the handguard of the man closest to him, there were already some abrasion marks on the white and tender skin, and the muscles were tense.

Mu Xuehu frowned, glanced at the sleeping men around him, and sighed resignedly, who called him the boss of this group of little guys who came to reach out for food and open their mouths?

I had to pull Hu Xue, who was already sleeping on the bed and kneading the phantom moon, over, and then Hu Xue caught Hu Yue, who was peeping at Mu Xuehu in the dark.

Mu Xuehu glared at the smirking man, and then tried to use magic to condense a few of his own clones, and found that the results were not satisfactory, I wanted to divide one hundred and eighty at a time, but only seven were separated.

Shrugged helplessly, waved his hand, Mu Xuehu began to work, and held the male princess who took the gauntlet in his arms, the light body almost made Mu Xuehu think that he was holding a child, and looked at the immature face, these men are only seventeen or eighteen years old, in this era, although there are few human rights, but they also live lightly and skillfully.

In modern times, it is still a sunny boy who plays basketball every day, but now everyone must put on armor and try to protect their families and protect their beliefs.

Thinking so, Mu Xuehu's wrung eyebrows under the mask also loosened, and with some warm smiles, he brought the two hundred dead boys into the white ward of the book cart.

Well, the book car was white and fried again, but he was pressed by the magic power on Mu Xuehu's body, and he couldn't say anything, so he could only stare at the culprit fiercely with those eyes, and then help those dead boys massage their muscles, and it turned out that the skin of those boys was even better than his own。。。。。

This night, the two hundred men's soldiers, all of them felt extremely comfortable in their sleep, and some of them were like kittens, humming comfortably when they pressed it. At this time, Mu Xuehu finally knew why even if the man in the female country still brought the handle, it was still the reason for the following...

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