(Girls' Literature) "It just so happens that I'm going to send invitations to all nations in the past two days."

The cloud drew a stumbling and almost fell to the ground.

Little, what did the young lady say?

She wants to entertain all nations?

Yun Hua plucked out his ears, "Miss, you just said, said, said, ......"

Qiu Yue slapped it over, why did this guy stutter again.

"I said feast to all the peoples."

Laugh at!

Yun Hua was frightened, Miss didn't have a fever, right?

His outstretched hand was hit by a scorching ray, and he withdrew his hand in a sneer.

Fortunately, it was timely, otherwise he would definitely be beaten and crippled if he touched Miss Miss's forehead so recklessly.

"Little, miss, is this appropriate?"

But the nations regard them as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh, and they are eager to eat their skins and eat their flesh.

Moreover, in these two raids, they slaughtered many masters of all races.

At this time, when you go to a banquet, what will people think?

Qiu Yue doesn't care what these families think, the invitation must be placed.

Since the Yun Clan wants to get back on its feet, it must be known to everyone.

"Of course it is."

Cloud Painting: ......

Okay, okay, Miss said it was suitable, it was suitable.

"It just so happens that I still lack someone to help deliver invitations......

Before he finished speaking, Yun Hua was ready to run away.

"Miss, Yunshu is calling me, I'll go first."

It's a pity that before he took two steps, he was grabbed by Qiu Yue's pigtails.

"I'll talk about Yunshu over there, you can go back with Miss Ben."

Meow, the cloud painting is going to cry, is it okay for the lady to ask for a toss?

As soon as they left, Yun Qin, Yun Qi, Yun Hua, and Yun Feng walked out of the darkness.

They wiped a handful of cold sweat together, and waved their hands at the cloud painting that shouted to the sky and the earth very tacitly.

Brother, we can only send you here.

In the small courtyard, Qiu Yue wrote an invitation and asked Yun Hua to write it accordingly.

With a huge room and a mountain of invitations, Yunhua is about to bury himself in it.

I finally wrote it, but before I had time to drink saliva, I was ordered by the young lady to send it.

It was a chore, and with the wrath of all the peoples, if he had gone, he would not have come out alive.

Perhaps, in a fit of anger, they skinned him and showed him to the public.

"Ahem, Miss, I've recently been sick and can't go to all the tribes."

Qiu Yue squinted at him, "Your illness is really rare. ”

Yun Hua nodded violently, "Yes, yes, miss, this is an incurable disease." ”

Qiu Yue touched her smooth chin and pondered, in order to show that she was really seriously injured, Yun Hua almost fell to the ground.

"It just so happens that I have a miracle doctor here, and I can see it for you."

Yun Hua thought about it, no matter what the miracle doctor said, he recognized that he was sick.

Qiu Yue clapped her hands, "Da Mao, Zhang Sanfeng, come out." ”

One person and one bird rubbed their hands, and there was a cheap smile on their lips.

This appearance made Yun Hua shudder.

"Can you cure him of the disease that cannot go to all the nations?"

One person and one bird patting the chest guarantee.

"Give us a cup of tea to make sure the medicine is cured."

Qiu Yue waved her hand, and Yun Hua was dragged out.

"Ahh Yes! Help me! ”

Outside the house, there was a scream from one after another.

"Uncle, I'm sick, I'm all well."

It was less than a cup of tea, and Yun Hua begged for mercy.

It's not that his willpower isn't strong enough, it's that these two bastards are too cheap.

One said that he wanted him to become a monk, and the other said that he should become a Taoist priest.

When it be, what does it mean to burn hair and burn the root of life?

Whew, Miss, help.

Yun Hua almost climbed in front of Qiu Yue, and at this time his whole person was black, his hair was burned, and he became a bald head that was enough to brighten the beautiful eyes of blind people.

There are also a few ring incense scars on it.

"Miss, I'll go, I'll go."

If he knew this, he didn't want that bullshit miracle doctor.

It is better to say that it is a miracle doctor, but it is better to say that it is a miracle stick.