Chapter 106: Saving the Roast Chicken: Urgency (3)

- Did you see through it?!

Hui You stretched out her hand, her fingertips rubbing and spinning on Qing Wei's face, feeling the tenderness of her skin. Then, with a gentle pinch, it made Qing Wei feel pain.

Damn, you dare to tease and tease my aunt and grandmother! Wait for the old lady to enter the Yunshui Palace, and don't break your body into thousands of pieces.

But there is weakness in the words: "You, what do you want to do, let go of ......"

"It's so comfortable, he......" Hui Yu seems to be a little immersed in the touch of Qingwei's skin.

Indeed, it was not in vain to be soaked in the immortal pool hall for three days and three nights by the dead roast chicken of the phoenix dove!

Hui Yu looked at Qing Wei silently, just thought that the little girl's family was shy, and smiled, "Where does the beauty come from, and the skin is so beautiful." ”

Qing Wei frowned, pinched her throat, and said softly as she learned to be a graceful girl: "Qingqiu." ”

When I heard about it, my eyes were covered with a layer of green, and I smiled thickly, "Qingqiu? Qingqiu is a good place, a place where the heavens and the earth raise people, and the women in it are all -"

Saying that, he unceremoniously lifted the phoenix veil hijab, and a pair of green eyes paused, stunned.

Even the words he wanted to utter were stuck in his throat.

Hui You: "......" This beauty doesn't seem to look like what he thinks.

Then, his expression changed from joy to anger, and his eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames.

However, it is ungraceful to be angry with a woman.

He simply turned his head away, said no more, and just waved his sleeve.

The little boy beside him said softly and glutinously: "Returning to the ghost is purely passing by, there is no frivolity, the girl walks slowly." ”

As soon as the words fell, the little fairies carrying the sedan chair resumed their actions, and the soles of the sedan chairs were as if they had stepped on the wind.

- Just sent her away?

Qing Wei was in a hurry, and hurriedly lifted the red hijab, and shook Xipa at Hui You, "God, God, play the slave family, and don't want the slave family, this, this ......"

When Hui You heard that his feet were almost slipping, he hurriedly pinched the trick and asked the person carrying the sedan chair to speed up his steps so that he could fly out of the range of the Yunshui Palace.

Grandma's, dare to dislike her ugly and don't want her?!

Qing Wei stretched out her palm and slapped it, and the entire sedan chair was directly shattered into four petals, and she spun and flew out from above the top of the sedan chair. The fox's eyes locked tightly in the direction of the secluded place, and the flying body was a gorgeous swoop.

The tiny little bell on the hem of her dress sounded in the wind, and she threw herself on Hui You's lap.

Qing Wei burst into tears, "The slave family has been defiled by the gods, and the gods must not abandon the slave family!" ”

He just glanced at it, where did the word defilement come from?!

Looking at Qing Wei's sharp mouth, he felt a little headache.

The little boy beside him flashed his eyes and softly pushed Qing Wei. It was clearly just a naughty boy, but Qing Wei felt that he couldn't resist the force, and leaned back-

Thousands of dense fogs converged away, and the sound of gurgling water gradually stopped.

Suddenly, she felt that there was a clear scene in front of her, but there was no one in front of her!

Damn, you escaped so fast!

But......

Qing Wei took out the small mirror in his pocket and looked at the mirror.

The person in the mirror looks plain, and there is something playful when he laughs. She doesn't think she is ugly, could it be that the appreciation level of people in this fairy world is based on which dead roast chicken of the phoenix dove is the standard?

She sighed at the face-looking celestial.

It is not possible to directly ask the god to invite herself into the Cloud Water Temple, but if she breaks through, her confrontation against such a misty illusion is almost zero.

She's got to think of ideas.