133, Zhuo Zhangmen is not easy to speak
Zhuo Qiuyan pushed aside the people who surrounded him, and stared at the two people who were in the air with a pair of eyes, seeing that they were just like not hearing their own words, and they were getting more and more energetic, the green tendons on Zhuo Qiuyan's forehead immediately jumped up and reached out in the void:
"Go!"
A figure appeared out of thin air, and rushed towards the two people who were entangled in the air.
The three figures touched each other, emitting an extremely dazzling light, stabbing everyone's sideways eyes, when they looked back, they saw a dazzling light curtain in the middle of the sky, and after the light curtain was extinguished, it seemed that a little star fell from the sky, and where the stars fell, in a mess, three shadows were entangled together.
Their thighs were wrapped around their thighs, their arms were twisted and their arms were twisted, and the youngest one, because he really didn't have an advantage, even used his teeth, biting each other's shoulders tightly, just refusing to let go.
Han Qing, who was supposed to come to persuade the fight, was entangled, and he also became a member of the fight, his face was gray and embarrassed, and he was completely complete with the majesty and image that the sword spirit in charge should have.
Zhuo Qiuyan's anger saw that he was three feet high, and he stepped heavily in front of the three of them, and reprimanded condescendingly:
"Don't let me go yet!"
Disgusted Wujian raised his head first, and the pupils in a pair of snake eyes were erect, and he replied with compassion:
"You told them to let go first. ”
Zhuo Qiuyan's eyebrows stood and he ordered to Gu Qian, who was biting his shoulder:
"Loosen your mouth!"
Gu Qian didn't look at the smallest size, but his temperament was the largest among the three, and he stared at Zhuo Qiuyan with big eyes, but he didn't let go, but bit harder, annoying Wujian frowned, and the hand holding her tail couldn't help but tighten tighter.
Seeing that neither of them would listen to his orders, Zhuo Qiuyan's face instantly turned black and couldn't be darker, and when he turned his face, he poured all his anger on his sword spirit:
"You get up for me, hug and hug what it looks like!"
Han Qinggu, who was used as a punching bag, twitched his thigh hard, and said a little aggrieved:
"I can't take it. ”
Zhuo Qiuyan glared, shrugged his shoulders up, and just wanted to have a seizure, but someone pressed his shoulders from behind, and the heat came from the palm, and Zhuo Qiuyan's rising anger was magically extinguished.
So you don't have to look back to know who this person is, Zhuo Qiuyan obediently closed her mouth, and just waited for this person to speak.
Sure enough, this person stepped forward, crossed Zhuo Qiuyan, and said with a smile to the disgusting Wuyan:
"Daoyou, let's let it go first. ”
He looked at him, then let go of the hand that was holding the dove's shallow tail, and let go of the thigh that was wrapped around Han Qinggu. Han Qinggu was free, and hurriedly got out from under him, neatly messy clothes, and stood beside Zhuo Qiuyan in a serious manner.
After Zhuo Qiuyan gouged him out with his eyes, he ignored him.
Dismantling the cold green bones, Gu Qian is nothing, and he stands up with a burden on his shoulders.
Mu Xinghe's eyes moved, and he raised his forearm to stretch out his palm in front of Gu Qian, Gu Qian's eyes rolled around a few times, looked at Zhuo Qiuyan whose face was black at the bottom of the pot, and then looked at Mu Xinghe's white and delicate palm, and finally reluctantly let go, and the little short leg kicked hard at the disgusting Wuji, and fell on the palm of Mu Xinghe.
Disgusted with Wuji, she kicked her body and shook her body, and it took half a step to stabilize her body.
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