"Stop !!"

Just as the two were about to scuffle together, the purple and blue clothes fell from the sky.

"Szeto !!"

"Old Nine !!"

Feng Yanhui pressed Ziyu Xiao against Situ Ye's forehead, and Jimo Yanji grabbed Jimo Yihan's wrist.

"Whoop!! The crowd of onlookers around was boiling.

is so handsome, it is so easy to stop the two of them.

In particular, the extraordinary appearance and clothing of the four people are even more pleasing to the eye, which makes many girls fall into their hearts.

"Sixth brother, Yun'er and I came to this peach blossom fairy together, and it is not dangerous to be seen by this picking-flower thief???"

Reluctantly withdrew his hand, that is, Mo Yihan moved Wan Qiyun out.

"Little white face, this son and Yun'er seem to have a very good relationship, you are not good at martial arts, you can't protect her, but this son can !!"

Situ Ye's mouth was not convinced, and he squeezed his eyebrows and made a strange appearance towards Jimo Yihan.

"You're all talking about Xiaoni, what about her???"

Hearing this, the two looked at each other for a while, but saw Wan Qiyun standing in the crowd holding his stomach, laughing so much that he couldn't even straighten his waist.

"Why do you stand so far ????"

Feng Yanhui smiled softly, stretched out his hand to pull her over, and walked side by side into the Peach Blossom Fairy.

Wan Qiyun clearly felt a series of penetrating gazes coming from behind, and it seemed that everyone wanted to destroy her with their eyes.

Don't say anything about red faces, blue faces are sometimes more "troublesome",

Especially the handsome and rich Lan Yan can be said to be the goal of most women's reverie.

Feng Yan's way of appearing back is so handsome, and his purple clothes explain his identity, and he is so gentle with Wan Qiyun, which naturally makes Wan Qiyun blacklisted by many women.

"Brother, it would be nice if you showed up later, and see how they ended up fighting!!"

Wan Qiyun didn't care about those glances, and said with a smile.

Anyway, it's not once or twice that she has been paid attention to, and the so-called habit becomes natural, that's the truth.

"They're going to hurt you when they fight, otherwise I won't be bother with Yanji."

Feng Yan replied and glanced at Situ Ye: "They have rough skin and thick flesh, and if they are injured, it is just a pack of gold sore medicine, and Fengjiazhuang also makes a living from herbal medicine, so it can ensure that they can spare a breath!! ”

"Brother Feng......"

Situ Ye looked like a wronged little daughter-in-law, so he almost took an embroidered handkerchief and bit it.

He thinks he is handsome and dashing, suave, and there is only Feng Yanhui who is more handsome than him in the world.

Now it has been dubbed the word "rough skin and thick meat", and I can't help but feel frustrated.

"Why waste herbs in one breath?! Drag it directly and bury it!! ”

Seeing his appearance, Mo Yanji said slowly.

"Why don't you clear the field now and let him have a good time???

Seeing Feng Yanhui and Jimo Yanji singing and harmonizing, and Wan Qiyun looked looking forward to watching a good show, Jimo Yihan and Situ Ye suddenly lost their temper and rushed to the wing room in a gloomy manner......

"Picking-Flowers-Thieves!!"

"Small-white-face!!"

At the door of the wing, the two looked at each other angrily and gritted their teeth.

Ji Mo Yihan's left foot was about to move, and Situ Ye's right foot was also ready.

"Ahem!!"

With a light cough, the two immediately changed their faces.

"King Xian (Situ Gongzi) please !! first"

"Thank you (thank you) !!"

"Touching !!" The two walked in at the same time and immediately got stuck.

"This king goes first!!"

"Ben Gongzi will go first!!"

"The handsome one goes first!!"

"That's !! my son goes first"

"With your crooked nose and slanted mouth and mung bean eyes, you don't look in the mirror!!"

"This son is handsome and chic, and when he looks in the mirror, he will be impressed by his appearance!!"

"It's that you can't stand up straight, right!!"

“……”

"Giggle!!" Wan Qiyun clutched his stomach and laughed uncontrollably.

Not only did he laugh and cry, but his stomach hurt, and even his face was a little sore.

Feng Yan stroked Ziyu Xiao back, and glanced at Jimo Yanji, both of whom saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

If all the rivals in the world are like this, there will be less dramas where you compete with each other and calculate each other.