Under the well, Fenghua grimaced at the water lines, but she never expected that she would be stunned.

“……”

found that Feng Shangqing fainted to death alone, Dugu Lianyi opened his mouth, opened his mouth again, and finally couldn't say anything, so he could only remain silent.

This, he has nothing to say.

As a necromancer, Feng Shangqing is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid that he is too ugly.

remembered the first time I beat my lover with a blue nose and swollen face, and I couldn't make my lover snort, but when I saw that I was too ugly, I fainted directly.

Fenghua, a little self-reflection.

Holding the scum vase, he made Xiao Eleven's vines grow upward, and he didn't even let go of the fashion of sleeping, so he dragged it down.

Boom!

Unceremoniously woke up the fashion feelings, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the black face of the donkey Xiaoliu.

“……”

Before the fainting, it was a human form, but this time, why did it become a donkey when he opened his eyes?

Seeing that the fashion was still in the mood for fainting, the twelve red wolves opened their white teeth, and they were about to take a bite to refresh him.

came to his senses completely, it turned out that it was the donkey Xiaoliu, not him.

As long as it's not himself who is ugly, the IQ of fashion and affection will immediately rise, and his eyes will sweep, and his expression will be as if nothing happened just now, looking at one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight and nine, "Why is it all here, on there?" ”

"I made Badou make a simple illusion above, but it just looks like it's still there." At this point, Fenghua didn't lower his voice anymore.

Although Badou consumed a lot for Queen Medusa back then, it was still possible to simply have no attack power, no defense and combat effectiveness.

"What's going on here?" Seeing that the bottom of the well here was too wide, and there seemed to be a long passage winding in front of it, the curiosity in the hearts of several people was even stronger.

"Xiaoliu's foot slipped and fell off when he drank water." Fenghua pointed to Xiao Liu, the donkey who was holding his head high over there, which was found by Xiao Liu.

“……”

The suspicious eyes fell on the donkey Xiaoliu, how can the slippery feet be so coincidental?

Why did they walk back and forth around the well and not notice the difference?

"Can't a donkey slip on his feet?"

Donkey Xiaoliu continued to hold his head high, with a heartless expression on a donkey's face.

"Through the water, you can see what's going on up there. No guards? Feng Shangqing continued to look up at the water waves, he couldn't see anything clearly from the water, but he could see the entire City Lord's Mansion clearly from below.

Here, he saw a few of them chatting in every way, and also saw Fenghua sleeping and the guards one, two, three, four.

Of course, all of this is just a simple illusion created by Little Eight Beans.

It's a fantasy now, but what about before?

Is it that everything they have done before, is being watched here.

"You're talking about this? I was stoned to death by my uncle! The donkey lifted his left front hoof and pointed to a meatloaf on the edge.

“……”

A slippery foot falls, and then stons the guards to death by the way?

There is a limit to luck! You are talking nonsense like this, can you consider the truth and feasibility?

Several people were completely speechless, but Uncle Donkey refused to say anything. It was bitten to death that it slipped and fell, killing a person.