Chapter 340: Zilong, you quickly beat him and cry
"Zilong sleeps him, not beats him!"
A strand of hair fell from Beilan Laiye's palm, and he said the wrong word too quickly for a while.
The undercurrents in the surrounding area surged, as if they had been magnified several times. There was embarrassment in her eyes, and she touched the back of her head and didn't know how to express it.
Zilong looked stunned, but he ignored the words of the other party's little girl, and said as usual.
"Hey, that stinky vixen, do you want me to eat you or beat you off, or just sleep with you?"
"Your master is still here to play really, you two are plotting in private, so come to trick me."
The colorful fox's voice was a little unhappy, and the seven tails besieged this man and beast, but there was a grievance in his little eyes, which made people want to be pitied.
It's just that at this time, the wind and clouds changed suddenly, and all the thunder and lightning that fell were swallowed up by the purple dragon.
He also burped and said quietly.
"Speak well, don't pretend to be hiccup! ~”
The thunder and lightning were slapped down with one palm, and the surrounding water splashes were tossed out and washed up on the shore, and several live fish lay on the bridge piers to bask in the sun.
After a few movements, he quietly stopped moving-
The colorful fox squinted his eyes, tied his arms in front of him, and did not argue or speak, and his face changed and a little fishy smell overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
A broken tail fell from the sky, and one was cut off before he could even notice the dragon's movements.
It's humiliating.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Qinghejun's face was pale, and his voice was slightly helpless, and he said.
She never expected to be drawn into this dispute, her face was pale, her teeth were gritted, and she was not willing to say a word of nonsense to this person.
Those pink flowers, which are as cold as weariness, climb again and again on this windowsill, are remembered by the sun, just like those forces that do not give up, want to flourish.
There was a sense of determination and annoyance in her indifferent voice, she didn't like this feeling at all, and she didn't dare to boast of talking to this Beilan Laiye, so she could only attack the colorful fox.
"I see that your colorful fox is of good quality, and I hope that I can get more powerful power in the future, if you don't cherish it, it is better to let it be given to me."
Beilan Laiye said, not ambiguous at all.
"Hey, I don't know which clown said he was going to start his own show, but the county lord just came to see the play."
The county lord showed a mysterious smile on her face, she made a color towards the person next to her, and the attendant held a spiritual weapon, put a fragrance in the air, and put a spirit beast behind him, pulling his lips, smiling like a flower.
Afterwards, he exchanged gestures and glances with the county lord, and everything was ready, and he would not let anything become a dream.
As soon as the words fell, everyone saw a burst of light, and several rays of light appeared in front of Beilan Laiye, and the color of the pillar of light rushed straight to the windowsill and fell onto the windowsill.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a little more irritability in her expression.
"I don't know what the county lord is doing, is it possible that there are other moths to be made at this time?"
"The lord of this county will never suffer the dumb loss of others, not to mention that although you can defeat my spirit beast, you may not be able to defeat me."
The county lord of Qinghe said.