Fourth Counterattack Plane: The Love of the Immortal Corpse King52

Houqing and Yinggou went to Jizhou, and they took away the chef of Fuguang Mountain. The cooks are gone, and Comrade Xiao Hei obviously wants to follow the pace of the party and make progress in appraisal.

She raised her eyes and looked at Hou Qing who flew away in the churning sea of clouds, and a trace of indescribable feeling suddenly rose in her heart. If Hou Qing can bring Jasper Xiao back this time, will she have to leave? But......

In this way, the lively Fuguang Mountain was early in the morning. Even the morning fog halfway up the mountain did not disperse, leaving only Mo Xiaomo and Mo Hua, who was still seriously injured.

She understands through the system that the big war is indeed as she expected, and is about to begin. The Yellow Emperor and Chi You are no longer making small fights, and now it is a warm-up for the war, so they have begun to show off in various ways. It is not difficult to imagine what a spectacular scene it would have been if it were the real battle of Zhuolu.

Since the last time, after Chi You returned from the Yellow Emperor's camp with a black face, he locked himself in the camp tent and reflected for a few days. After coming out, he still felt that he couldn't swallow this breath, he thought that if he didn't get his face back, if he saw the old fox of the Yellow Emperor next time, he would definitely not even be able to raise his head.

In this way, Chi You counted the new accounts and old accounts of Wan'er for 8,000 years, and the old things of Chen Sesame and rotten grains. Then I totaled all the good students, and I felt that I had to take a look!

And at the moment when Chi You was even ridiculed and ridiculed out of the camp, the Yellow Emperor felt that his whole life was complete. He crossed Erlang's legs, thinking about it, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became. Flicked his sleeves and changed into a new set of tea sets. I brewed a new pot of tea from the beginning, and before I could taste the teacup, I was startled by the sudden appearance of the winning hook. The tea he had just eaten almost choked him. Looking at the strong man who was slightly picking up the orchid fingers, pinching and pinching, and talking to him with a small handkerchief, the Yellow Emperor covered his chest with his hands and felt a little disgusted. Because he really couldn't stand the rough man of Yinggou, the Yellow Emperor found a reason and sent him out.

But it didn't come to pass, and he was countered by Chi You!

The reason why Chi You can dominate one side is that he dares to argue with the Yellow Emperor. That's because in addition to the 81 tribes, this cargo also has 12 capable men. His subordinates are naturally strong and domineering, manipulating thunder and lightning, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, changing the day, as if they can do anything. These twelve subordinates are the ancestral witches of the ancients, known as the Twelve Demon Gods.

And Fei Lian, also known as Feng Bo, is a demon god who manipulates the wind. The most unaccustomed is the Yellow Emperor who is compassionate and wants to save the world from fire and water. Fu saw that he was obviously a man, but he had to win the hook like this, and immediately attracted a gust of wind and swept it away. Out of sight, out of mind......

In this way, the poor Yinggou Shuzi was swept all the way to Fuguang Mountain by this gust of wind. happened to bump into the wild loquat born on the boulder on the top of Fuguang Mountain, and was very lucky to be by those few green and immature loquat fruits, and his eyes were good, and then his eyes were tragically blue.

And with purple in her eyes, she didn't know.

Forehead~! With purple, that is the black hand of Hou Qing. In the past few days, although Hou Qing has been in Fuguang Mountain, and he can see Mo Xiaomo from time to time, most of his little apprentice's time has been occupied by that eye-catching one. He's angry!

In order to keep in touch with his little apprentice, he would often take advantage of Mo Xiaomo's sleep after nightfall to move his little apprentice into his room and sleep in his arms.

In this silent and dark night, Hou Qing lowered his eyes and looked at the little apprentice who was lying in his arms safely. The delicate and soft touch made his bright purple eyes darken.

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