Chapter 139

"Miss, Miss, it's time for the prince to play!"

Just when Bing Ling'er showed a crazy look, Yimo couldn't bear to look at her face directly, she forced herself not to think about the obscene expression under her own lady's veil, let alone to see her own young lady's indescribable expression.

She twisted her head to the side casually, but accidentally saw Ximen Li jumping up, her movements were neat and free, and her handsome face made many ladies blush.

Bing Ling'er naturally saw her long-winded brother jumping up very pretendedly, and saw those affectionate eyes, and couldn't help but sigh: "People are not romantic boys!"

Yimo: The phrase "......" sounds familiar.

As the prince of Ximu Kingdom, Ximen Li's skills were of course strictly cultivated by the emperor, and he was considered first-class, and he directly knocked his opponent out of the ring in three or two strokes.

In this regard, Bing Ling'er said that she didn't feel it, she couldn't tell her emperor's father and said, "Your carefully cultivated son is not as good as a maid next to me!" "This kind of underwhelming words!

Simon Li, who easily knocked his opponent out of the ring, glanced somewhere for some reason, frowning suspiciously, how did he feel as if someone was staring at him?!

"Tut-tut, my brother's vigilance is not bad! I could feel that something was wrong. ”

Looking at her brother's frowning brows, Miss Bing said that she was in a complicated mood, sad and happy.

The good thing is that her brother's vigilance is a little better than that of ordinary people, and the sad thing is that her own hidden kung fu has regressed, and she has let her brother's kind of practitioner who can barely protect himself be noticed.

At this time, Yimo felt the need to comfort her young lady's injured little heart.

Before Yimo could say "You are already very powerful", she heard her young lady gritting her teeth: "Damn! Who is that person?! Dressed so flamboyantly, do you want to grab a job with the old lady! This kind of gloomy old lady is still waiting to scare Mo Yan them! ”

Hearing her words, Yimo subconsciously looked at the ring, and was immediately stunned, and directly stunned into a sculpture.

As she looked at it, she saw two new contestants in the ring, a young man dressed in ordinary clothes, his face was sallow, and he knew at a glance that he was not a child of a rich family, but a talent who was selected by the people to participate in the Four Nations Championship.

Of course, it wasn't him who snatched Bingling'er's job, but his opponent - a man with a face full of potholes.

Judging from the time Yi Mo stayed by Bing Ling'er's side, of course she knew that the seeping man in the ring was disguised, and although that person's disguise skills were exquisite, they were not as perverted as her young lady!

That's right, Bing Ling'er knew at first glance that the man was disguised, and this was not a transformation! Instead, he wore a human skin mask!

"Those conspicuous acne pits are definitely mixed with chicken blood! Not only is it mixed with chicken blood, but this fucking is definitely soaked in chicken blood for a few days and nights! Soak until the chicken blood seeping into the entire mask completely occupies the blood red color before taking it out! ”

"Damn! He turned into a pox pit and even if he got it, what the hell was that small, one-by-one, black bunch of things gathered together! I don't know if I have a phobia of density and feel disgusting! ”

"Miss calm! That human skin mask was a little scary, a little scary, a little ugly! But it's still not as good as yours! ”

Yimo had no intention of comforting her young lady after coming back to her senses, and she was scared back to her senses by the mask just now, and she remembered, when did her young lady have a glass heart?

Hearing this, Miss Bing looked like a fool: "When did your young lady panic?" I was just thinking that since that man dared to wear such an ugly human skin mask, he must have been very bold! ”

"So?"

"So I'm going to use him to test it before I scare Mo Yan."

Bing Ling'er smiled softly.

Yimo: "......"

She knew it!

The biggest misfortune of this plum banquet was that it was held when her young lady was there.

"Well, that man has a cunning fox eye, and at first glance he knows that he is despicable and shameless, and dirty! For this kind of inhumane scumbag, "Tears of Sorrow" should be used! ”

Tears of sorrow?!

"Miss, don't speak in this tone, I'm afraid!"

Bing Ling'er gave a disgusted look, and continued to observe the fox's ...... Ugly.

In the words of Miss Bing, it is called "Tears of Sorrow", and for Yimo and them, it is called - countless pit fathers, which makes many romantic talents shed tears of sadness.

Now, she can only bless the people who are targeted by her own young lady, including Mo Yan, who has also won her blessing.

Because, she can only wish them not to be frightened by their own young lady and go crazy, although, this has no effect.

She wouldn't admit that she had learned badly from her young lady and was gloating.

If Yimo could turn her head to look at Bing Ling'er now, she would find that her face was gradually starting to turn pale and weak, and her gaze was beginning to blur.

"Miss, Miss, it's time for the prince to play!"

Just when Bing Ling'er showed a crazy look, Yimo couldn't bear to look at her face directly, she forced herself not to think about the obscene expression under her own lady's veil, let alone to see her own young lady's indescribable expression.

She twisted her head to the side casually, but accidentally saw Ximen Li jumping up, her movements were neat and free, and her handsome face made many ladies blush.

Bing Ling'er naturally saw her long-winded brother jumping up very pretendedly, and saw those affectionate eyes, and couldn't help but sigh: "People are not romantic boys!"

Yimo: The phrase "......" sounds familiar.

As the prince of Ximu Kingdom, Ximen Li's skills were of course strictly cultivated by the emperor, and he was considered first-class, and he directly knocked his opponent out of the ring in three or two strokes.

In this regard, Bing Ling'er said that she didn't feel it, she couldn't tell her emperor's father and said, "Your carefully cultivated son is not as good as a maid next to me!" "This kind of underwhelming words!

Simon Li, who easily knocked his opponent out of the ring, glanced somewhere for some reason, frowning suspiciously, how did he feel as if someone was staring at him?!

"Tut-tut, my brother's vigilance is not bad! I could feel that something was wrong. ”

Looking at her brother's frowning brows, Miss Bing said that she was in a complicated mood, sad and happy.

The good thing is that her brother's vigilance is a little better than that of ordinary people, and the sad thing is that her own hidden kung fu has regressed, and she has let her brother's kind of practitioner who can barely protect himself be noticed.

At this time, Yimo felt the need to comfort her young lady's injured little heart.

Before Yimo could say "You are already very powerful", she heard her young lady gritting her teeth: "Damn! Who is that person?! Dressed so flamboyantly, do you want to grab a job with the old lady! This kind of gloomy old lady is still waiting to scare Mo Yan them! ”

Hearing her words, Yimo subconsciously looked at the ring, and was immediately stunned, and directly stunned into a sculpture.

As she looked at it, she saw two new contestants in the ring, a young man dressed in ordinary clothes, his face was sallow, and he knew at a glance that he was not a child of a rich family, but a talent who was selected by the people to participate in the Four Nations Championship.

Of course, it wasn't him who snatched Bingling'er's job, but his opponent - a man with a face full of potholes.

Judging from the time Yi Mo stayed by Bing Ling'er's side, of course she knew that the seeping man in the ring was disguised, and although that person's disguise skills were exquisite, they were not as perverted as her young lady!

That's right, Bing Ling'er knew at first glance that the man was disguised, and this was not a transformation! Instead, he wore a human skin mask!

"Those conspicuous acne pits are definitely mixed with chicken blood! Not only is it mixed with chicken blood, but this fucking is definitely soaked in chicken blood for a few days and nights! Soak until the chicken blood seeping into the entire mask completely occupies the blood red color before taking it out! ”

"Damn! He turned into a pox pit and even if he got it, what the hell was that small, one-by-one, black bunch of things gathered together! I don't know if I have a phobia of density and feel disgusting! ”

"Miss calm! That human skin mask was a little scary, a little scary, a little ugly! But it's still not as good as yours! ”

Yimo had no intention of comforting her young lady after coming back to her senses, and she was scared back to her senses by the mask just now, and she remembered, when did her young lady have a glass heart?

Hearing this, Miss Bing looked like a fool: "When did your young lady panic?" I was just thinking that since that man dared to wear such an ugly human skin mask, he must have been very bold! ”

"So?"

"So I'm going to use him to test it before I scare Mo Yan."

Bing Ling'er smiled softly.

Yimo: "......"

She knew it!

The biggest misfortune of this plum banquet was that it was held when her young lady was there.

"Well, that man has a cunning fox eye, and at first glance he knows that he is despicable and shameless, and dirty! For this kind of inhumane scumbag, "Tears of Sorrow" should be used! ”

Tears of sorrow?!

"Miss, don't speak in this tone, I'm afraid!"

Bing Ling'er gave a disgusted look, and continued to observe the fox's ...... Ugly.

In the words of Miss Bing, it is called "Tears of Sorrow", and for Yimo and them, it is called - countless pit fathers, which makes many romantic talents shed tears of sadness.

Now, she can only bless the people who are targeted by her own young lady, including Mo Yan, who has also won her blessing.

Because, she can only wish them not to be frightened by their own young lady and go crazy, although, this has no effect.

She wouldn't admit that she had learned badly from her young lady and was gloating.

If Yimo could turn her head to look at Bing Ling'er now, she would find that her face was gradually starting to turn pale and weak, and her gaze was beginning to blur.