The appearance of Mei Qingchen and Lan Wu was an accident and expected. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lan Wu seems to like to stick to light songs, always the night girl night girl screams, her voice is full of an inexplicable magic, people listen to the bones about to crisp off.

Enchanting night, coming.

The people from the major colleges all changed their ways and took out their tents for the two to live in.

Someone said: "The Lord of the Floating Habitat is blessed with great blessings, and he can always have such a pink beauty by his side." ”

Mei Qingchen said: "It is my third life lucky to meet Lan Lan. ”

The smile on Lan Wu's face was like an autumn leaf, rich and rich.

Instead of going to the camp tents of the other colleges, she followed Qingge into her tent.

In the distance, Xing Tuyu slept lightly in the wings of the Nine Sparrows, and she smiled at the scene where the world made people happy.

Mei Qingchen was guarding outside the tent.

Bixi Shuang saw Lan Wu enter Qingge's tent, she was angry, and she also wanted to go in, but was picked up by Li Fugui, "Her matter, let her solve it by herself." ”

Although the bystanders are clear, which of the bystanders can empathize?

No matter how clear the bystanders are, it is futile if they are not the authorities.

Inside the tent, there was silence.

Qingge swaggered in front of the table, looking at the ancient books, until her soft body blocked the brilliance of the night pearl, and the gloomy shadow covered her face, Qingge raised her eyes and looked at Lan Wu carefully.

She really didn't want to have anything to do with Mei Qingchen and his wife.

"Night Maiden, in the misty forest, your life-saving grace is unforgettable." Lan Wu said that she was very pious, and she listened to the light song very seriously.

"Let's exercise more when you have time." Qingge looked at Lan Wu and said lightly.

Blue turnip, too weak.

Lan Wu smiled, "No, my husband will protect me." ”

Qingge's hand that was about to pick up the teacup froze, and in just a moment, she came to her senses, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

After drinking, the light singer lifted the teapot, poured the tea into the cup, and served a cup of tea for Lanwu, "Don't stand, sit." ”

Lan Wu sat down on the fox chair prepared temporarily, she carefully looked at the light song, her voice and smile were stunning, flamboyant and intense, her phoenix eyes were narrow and long, and the tails of her eyes were raised upward, like an ancient sword rushing into the sky, sharp and sharp.

"Night girl, do you have a sweetheart?" Lan Wu asked.

"Yes."

Qingge's heart sank, and he immediately replied without hesitation, and a wild and uninhibited red figure seemed to appear in his mind, peerless and unparalleled.

Lan Wu bit her lip lightly, her eyes darkened.

She asked straight to the point: "The night girl's sweetheart is Ah Chen?" ”

At that time, Qingge was drinking tea with taste, and when he heard Lan Wu's heartbreak, he almost squirted out a mouthful of tea, embarrassed Lan Wu's flower-like beauty.

"Ah Chen...... He's fine. Lan Wu said.

Black lines covered Qingge's face.

Lan Wu said again: "Night girl, why don't you marry Ah Chen, I will give you the position of the main wife." ”

Light song: What the hell is "......"?

"Nope."

Lan Wu seemed to be struggling with something, and shook his head, "Ah Chen's clan won't let him marry with foreigners, Night Girl, don't like Ah Chen, he is not your good match." ”

"I'm not interested in him." Qingge said lightly.

Obviously, Lan Wu didn't believe it.

Lan Wu walked to Qingge's side and sat down, and her slender jade hand held Qingge's hand, "Night girl, you are still young, your road is still very broad, if you want to be with Achen, don't worry about me." ”

Qingge looked at Lan Wu calmly, frightened.

Lan Wu is indeed a woman who makes people feel sorry for her.

"Your husband marries another woman, and you don't have heartache?" Qingge asked in surprise.

"My heart hurts." Lan Wu smiled, the flowers and branches of laughter trembled, and withered in an instant, "I can see that Ah Chen is happy, and I will be happy too." ”

Her liking is pure and awe-inspiring.

Singing lightly, a gentleman doesn't win people's love, and neither will she, a villain.

"Miss Lan, my sweetheart is not Mei Qingchen." The light song is straightforward.

"Really?" Lan Wu saw that Qingge was serious, so he also believed it.

Qingge nodded, "It's true." ”

Lan Wu's face was gloomy, and she didn't know what to think.

"Can you lend me this fox fur cloak?" Lan Wu looked at the fox fur cloak hanging on the iron frame and asked.

"Of course."

Late at night.

Lan Wu held the fox fur cloak, lifted the tent curtain, walked out in the autumn wind, covered the fox fur cloak on Mei Qingchen's body, and then hugged Mei Qingchen's body from behind, pillowed his side face on Mei Qingchen's strong and powerful back, and asked softly, "Ah Chen, is it cold?" ”

Mei Qingchen gently pulled Lan Wu into her arms and wrapped her in a cloak, "She...... What are you talking about with the Night Maiden in the tent? ”

He wanted to ask if the invulnerable and lonely girl in the tent had bullied him.

Lan Wu rubbed her white and tender little face, and said with a smile: "The sweetheart of the girl who is chatting at night." ”

Mei Qingchen's heart "chuckled".

Night light song's sweetheart?

Who is it?

Bi Xishuang walked into the tent, his whole face was tied with a white bandage, and he was bloated, Rao was like this, Li Fugui was still not ashamed to kiss a few mouthfuls on this face.

Bissishuang: "......"

Entering the tent, Bi Xishuang hurriedly lowered the tent curtain and blocked the boundless cold wind.

Qingge was lying on the elongated sandalwood chair, and Bi Xishuang took a fox fur cloak from the side and covered Qingge's body.

Qingge was lying on her side, noticing the movement, she turned her head to look at Bi Xishuang, aggrieved, "Xishuang, the little fox is gone." ”

Bi Xishuang's heart seemed to have been hit hard.

She comforted Qingge in distress, "It's okay, he'll be back." ”

Qingge bit her lip.

It doesn't matter if you don't come back or not.

She just wanted to know where he was, dead or alive.

In the early morning of the second day, the fog bird did not recede, and the mud and rocks were still blocking the road.

All day long, the people of the top ten colleges were confused.

Lu Ying'er was lying on the stretcher, Lu Ran lost his arm, An Suyou was the leader, and took Dean Yan and other people from the top ten colleges to guard here.

The fierce beasts nearby smelled a powerful breath and resolutely did not dare to make a mistake.

Boom -

Thunder and lightning, torrential rain and strong winds.

Outside the misty forest, the high slopes in the distance, the majestic and majestic mountains, collapsed violently, and the mountains collapsed, and the mudslides rushed towards the camp.

Doomsday!

The misty birds in the sky were stimulated by something, cheering enthusiastically, and the sound of chirping was endless, washing in the sound of rain.

"The mountain has fallen! The mountain has collapsed! ”

Panicked voices, creepy fear.

Qingge lifted the tent curtain and saw Yan Ruyu who came anxiously, Yan Ruyu picked up Qingge and rushed out, "I...... Uncle will take you away. ”

Light Song: "......"

"Put me down." Qingge was helpless, crying and laughing.

She looked at the crazy mudslide, the mountain collapsed, completely blocking the road in all directions, the sky was dense with fog birds, and the only way to escape was the foggy forest, a pair of dark green eyes shining in the shadows.

Warcraft, ready to eat people.

It's just the prey.

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