In the middle of the night, Feng Rouge suddenly felt something scratching her face, she couldn't lift her internal strength because of the relationship between her scattered efforts, plus sadness, fright and disappointment, she was already tired. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info now had something to bother her with, and she didn't want to, so she waved her hand and tried to get rid of the thing that was harassing her. But she suddenly thought that she was in prison, and her heart was excited, and she slapped her in the scream.

This slap hit the fat meat, and after a few more bullets, Feng Rouge saw clearly that the one with the twisted smile was the damn fat man.

"You... What do you want to do? Feng Rouge said incoherently.

The fat man sweated first and pushed Qinghe out.

But it turned out that Qinghe had already woken up, and he also talked to Shang Wushu for a while, and took advantage of the middle of the night to confuse the guards with the fat man, so he called the fat man to call her.

Unexpectedly, this Feng Rouge came together and threw the fat boss with an ear scraper, and tortured the two of them once with a voice that could break the eardrum. The fat man had no choice but to shake his head and call his woman out to appease Na Feng Rouge.

After explaining for a while, Feng Rouge suddenly thought of a question: "Dead fat man, where did you get the smoke?" ”

"By the way, you eat this first, and I'll tell you later." The fat man smiled harmlessly.

"What is this?" Feng Rouge asked suspiciously with the black ball.

"It's an antidote to dissipation." The fat man still smiled like that, but he still laughed so much that Feng Rouge's heart suddenly burst, but she couldn't stand the temptation of recovering her strength, so she gritted her teeth and still ate the black thing.

"Let's go." The fat man never mentioned where the medicine came from, just shouted away, which made Feng Rouge feel more and more uneasy, and she didn't care that Qinghe was next to her, and stepped forward and grabbed the fat man's ears in her hand. (First sweat, many women like this trick, even my wife doesn't know who learned this trick from, it's really scared...... ）

"Tell me, where did the medicine come from?" Feng Rouge gritted her teeth and said, she doesn't care about Qinghe, anyway, she usually comes over like this, the dead fat man is very treacherous, if he doesn't give him some hardship, he is afraid that he will not go to the sky?

"Do you really want to say that?" The fat man screamed in pain while supporting Qinghe with his eyes. It's just that Qinghe also thinks that the place where he puts the medicine is a bit excessive, so he just rewarded him with a hygienic eye, but he didn't care about him.

"Say it quickly." Feng Rouge was annoyed that he was slow to speak, and knew in his heart that he must have suffered a loss again, otherwise why didn't this fat man say it happily, his subordinates naturally used his strength again, and the medicinal power came up, and the dantian's qi began to move, and naturally pinched the fat man and screamed like a pig.

"Oh, my aunt, I said I'll say." The fat man finally got rid of Feng Rouge's magic hand, his eyes didn't turn twice, and before the words could be divided, he saw the white jade onion hand pick up again, and he didn't dare to say anything else, just take the belt of his trousers and solve it.

"You!!! What are you doing!!! "That Feng Rouge couldn't help but feel angry when he saw him like this, but it turned out that he was hiding in... Hidden in... There...

"Don't you want to see it? I'll show you it so you know where you got it. The fat man smirked.

Feng Rouge's face was even more red, and he scolded in his mouth: "Adulterous thief! Splash skin! ”

"Hey, hey, hey," the fat man laughed, turned the meat on his belly upside down, revealing a small belly button with a black hole, and the fat man picked out a wire for a long time.

Feng Rouge breathed a sigh of relief, watching the fat man fiddle with the lock for a long time to open the lock, and then walked out of the prison door together.

"Don't worry, it's not there." The fat man suddenly whispered in Feng Rouge's ear, until Feng Rouge's cheeks turned red again, and when he looked up, he saw Qinghe covering his mouth and snickering on the side, naturally knowing that this dead fat man intended to fix himself, and at the moment he made a few moves of punches and kicks, and he stopped screaming at this straight thief.

"Let's go." Seeing that Shang Invincible was really flattened miserably, Qinghe smiled and beckoned to the two, and the two of them accepted the heart of playfulness and went out of prison with Qinghe.

"Yo, three, what a good Yaxing?" A voice suddenly sounded around the corner to the right of the cell entrance.

When the three of them heard this, their hearts jumped.

"Looks like we can't leave today." Shang Wushu smiled bitterly.

The person around the corner walked out quietly, but it was Zhang Ruomeng.

"What, Uncle Shang, is this leaving?" Zhang Ruomeng said softly, but behind his mask, he didn't know what kind of ugly face the gentle voice matched.

"Of course." Shang Wushu broke the jar and spread his hands: "So as not to disturb the palace master's great joy this time." ”

"Where, Uncle Shang is the person I can't invite on weekdays." Zhang Ruomeng's voice was still gentle, but the killing machine was already up, and there was suddenly a rancid smell in the air.

"Palace Master, didn't you say you would let us go at the beginning?" Shang Wushu was in a cold sweat and wanted to fight for the last opportunity.

"Yes." Zhang Ruomeng chuckled and said, "However, what do you think of people like me?" ”

"How much faith is right?" Shang Wushu shook his head embarrassedly.

"yes." Zhang Ruomeng raised his hand.

"It's you!" Shang Wushu suddenly threw out a lot of things and covered his face with Zhang Ruomeng.

Zhang Ruomeng was shocked, knowing in his heart that although this fat man didn't know martial arts, there were often some strange things on his body, and Zhang Ruomeng naturally didn't want to be careless.

"Let's go!" Shang Wushu threw out a large handful of mist-like things, and then dragged the two women and ran. Where is the vigor of his skills like a big fat man who doesn't know martial arts on weekdays?

"Humph!" Zhang Ruomeng snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and sent them away, and rolled up all the unknown things into the soil, only to find that it was just some moldy flour.

Why don't you dare to ask someone to chase after that dream? It's really because he has a ghost in his heart, and at a time like Tianyan Day, he naturally doesn't dare to make extraneous branches, you must know that he hasn't been able to take over Tianyan Palace in its entirety, so how can he dare to take such a risk?

As for the three who ran, needless to say, it doesn't matter if they can't catch their breath when they run, I'm really afraid that the person surnamed Zhang is also a fellow party nearby, so in order not to provoke accomplices, he naturally doesn't want to make a noise. Otherwise, when there are more people, who knows who is who? It's really impossible to get a knife stabbed in the back. It is also with his head covered, running silently.

It's just that Feng Rouge is strange, the dead fat man is running and digging and digging on his body, it is really unsightly, and he can't open his mouth in a hurry, so he has to watch the fat man take out something, the fat man doesn't turn back, he waved back with his hand, and a big puff of the same thing just now split his head and covered Zhang Ruomeng in the back.

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