It's your boyfriend, right? Hong Youde looked disdainful, as soon as her words fell, Hong Youde slapped the other half of Wu Yong's face again, Fang Jingya didn't persuade him, but he slapped Wu Yong's head and face like crazy, and smashed Wu Yong's nose with a punch.

Wu Yong's eyes were swollen and the bridge of his nose was broken, Hong Youde hadn't stopped yet, he looked at the other party with a cold face and said quietly: "If you want to save face, you can earn it yourself, don't give face, stop talking, you know?" Or I'm going to fight you together. ”

Being intimidated by Hong Youde, Fang Jingya's body was obviously shocked, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Having said so, Xiaomei can't see why this farce came from?

This bastard is clearly eating Wu Yong's vinegar.

Hong Youde was angry, and Xiaomei was also afraid of him, which didn't mean that she was easy to bully, so she stomped her feet, pointed at Fang Jingya and scolded all kinds of ugly words.

There are a lot of people around, and some people still can't tell who is the same as whom.

When Xiaomei was scolding, she gently put a hand on her shoulder, Xiaomei glared back, and wanted to open the hand to scold, but her body was pulled aside by the hand that was as white as jade.

Xiaomei's arrogance fell, and when she saw the person coming clearly, she choked on the words she wanted to scold, and her voice lowered two octaves and said with a smile:

"Qian, Qian, Sister Qianqian? Still... And Tian, Brother Tian, hehe, what a coincidence. ”

Xiaomei is obviously very nervous, isn't it Zhu Tianlang and Su Qianqian? It's the person your boyfriend fears the most.

Qianqian... Brother Tian, Qianqian... Brother Tian...

He broke free from an endless white corridor, the two names echoing back in his mind, and a replay of a chase revenge game.

For the sake of Qianqian, he fell into the endless white corridor, and the word 'Brother Tian' is the call of Qianqian and his friends to him at the beginning of the white corridor.

Zhu Tianlang's nose and eyes were full of sourness and dampness at this time, but he was sure that this was not his tears, whenever he was sad, in the face of bullying, he usually used his fists and knives to express the grievances in his heart.

The sourness in his nose and eyes dared to make him feel very uncomfortable, he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were stubborn as usual, why was the world a little cloudy and he couldn't see clearly?

Zhu Tianlang noticed that even the sunlight was cast from behind him, the light and shadow were a little illusory, and all he saw was a lot of small gray-white points of light floating in front of him.

Isn't that right, what's wrong? As soon as Tianlang spoke, he spit out a string of bubbles and drank a large sip of water, and he immediately covered his mouth.

After walking in the white corridor for too long, even the perception was sluggish, and the waves swallowed the water in his mouth into his stomach, only to realize that he was floating in the water.

The bottom of the river covered with golden sand was within reach, Tianlang's heartstrings were tense, he bowed down, and stepped on the bottom of the river with both feet to try to surface, he didn't expect that the water was only waist-deep, and because he got up too violently, he rushed out of the water and lost his center of gravity, and almost fell on his back to the river.

What's the situation? He waved his big hands as if he was on a roller skate, barely controlling his balance, and now he was completely awake.

The big hand wiped his face, and his feet subconsciously took a horse step, stabilizing the wet and tall body, and when his brain was clearer, he leaned over and coughed and gasped.

Before he could recover his senses, a voice said to him, "Your Majesty, why can't you even ride a horse?" What's more dangerous than falling off the horse is that the emperor is still holding on to the horse's tail, so in such a hurry, he doesn't have to be chased by the pursuers, and he can shoot himself in the head. ”

Tianlang looked up to look at the person who was complaining about himself, but as soon as he raised his head, a mass of something was thrown into his face, and when the mass fell from his face, Tianlang caught it with both hands, this thing may be a dragon robe.

He didn't speak when he was stupid and couldn't tell the difference, the environment was not familiar, and it was nothing to eat a little loss.

The man looked back at himself on his horse, and had no intention of pulling himself, and the horse described by the man who had thrown the waves off his horse had already run up to the opposite bank of the river, and galloped away with all four hooves.

The waves didn't have time to see what the horse that almost kicked him to death looked like, and there were still many people running through the river around him.

Tianlang looked at it, all of them were dressed in red brocade and black cuirass, dressed as ancient soldiers, and they were obviously embarrassed after losing the battle.

The strange costumes of these people made Tianlang messy and unfamiliar, and when their eyes swept towards him, their expressions were also very unwelcome.

He seems to be untimely and unpopular, but others seem to know him very well and can see through himself when he looks at his expression.

Seeing Tianlang in a daze, riding high on horseback, the guy dressed as a general in a splendid flying fish suit spoke again, just now he smashed the dragon robe on Tianlang's face, but when he saw Tianlang's face that suddenly became unfamiliar, he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

In a trance, he thought that he had recognized the wrong person, the man laughed at himself, looked at the waste in front of him, and asserted that he had been frightened into a nervous situation, and he felt a little strange after seeing it.

This waste is pitiful and holding the dragon robe he smashed over, once in his own eyes, the waste of holding the dragon robe is the guarantee of promotion and wealth, now, hehe, he has become a burden to the bullshit, Feiyufu feels that even if he stays by his side for a second longer, he will be implicated and lose his life.

What can he bring with him other than being hunted down by enemies everywhere?

It's just that the flying fish suit just saw the waves and shook his head for a moment, feeling that the one who fell into the water and the one who stood up again seemed to be two people, so he laughed at himself for thinking too much, and the other party was probably so frightened that his expression changed.

After a moment of cranky thinking, he faintly heard the footsteps of the pursuers, and the flying fish suit sat on the back of the horse and arched his hand to the waves, "Minister Ma Jixiang will explore the way for the emperor to go up." ”

He didn't expect to get Tianlang's approval, so he smiled and said, "I can't wear a dragon robe to be an arrow target for you anymore." ”

Ma Jixiang didn't speak loudly, and Tianlang barely heard it clearly, but what the hell did Nima say, who made you a target?

Before Tianlang could ask, the man threw his horsewhip and ran away without looking back, leaving him with an untouchable back.

It doesn't feel real, did the person just talk to you? It's inexplicable.

Looking down, he was still standing in the middle of the river, a half-wet, clumped dragon robe was the first gift Zhu Tianlang got after opening his eyes, but how could he feel that this gift was a little hot.

Tianlang didn't have a clear idea of the situation at all, and he stood in the middle of the river in a daze with his dragon robe, and was suddenly pushed behind him, and Tianlang stumbled slightly.

His cultivation is not bad, but he is really annoyed now, is it so inexplicable, what are you doing? He glared back angrily, but this time, his pupils suddenly dilated.