Chapter 1472

Huang Beiyue gets up early in the morning, bathes and changes clothes, sits in front of the dressing table, and asks Hongzhu and aliya to help her dress up.

The hills are overlapped with golden light, the temples are filled with fragrance, the cheeks are snowed, the painting of Emei is lazy, and the make-up and washing are late.

According to the front and back mirror of the flower, the flower faces meet each other, the embroidered skirt is newly pasted, and the double gold partridge.

Aliya drew a delicate peony on her eyebrow with a pair of skillful hands. She picked up the linghuajing and asked in a low voice, "is it beautiful?"

Huang Beiyue looks in the mirror and smiles, which makes her feel strange.

"Whatever." Look at the makeup almost, do not need too much cumbersome hair, wearing a small corolla will be good.

The skirt is red, bright and festive.

Huang Beiyue looks back, and without hesitation, with a ray of thunder, cuts off the skirt that was dragged on the ground.

I don't know how troublesome the layers of the wedding clothes are. There are more than ten layers of inner and outer yarns. I don't know where aliya found such a complicated wedding clothes.

"Wang, don't wait for the welcome team to come?" Aliya cried for several nights, and now she was hoarse.

Huang Beiyue said with a smile, "if you really come to welcome you, the whole city of linhuai will not be in disorder. I'd better go myself."

Aliya ran out with her and wanted to go with her, but she was stopped by the red candle.

"Sister aliya, I'll follow the master. Don't worry."

These two people's skills are one of the best. After that, the ice spirit phantom bird appears, and both of them leave.

A little red, I don't know how bright it is in mid air.

The dense forest is vast. At a glance, it's all green and unseen. A gust of wind passes through the sky. The dense forest suddenly rises and falls from far to near like the waves.

At the end of the forest sea, a black and a red shadow fly through the sky one after another, and finally fall on a huge tree in the sky.

Strange black, gorgeous red, the strong contrast between the two, but also do not hinder their actions together.

After the demon red figure was settled, a red paper umbrella appeared in his left hand as soon as he raised it. He slowly opened the umbrella and blocked the light on his head. He complained: "no killing is allowed all the way. What's the rule of death?"

"What's the pleasure of killing the weak?"

These two people are just two Warcraft that can cause the world turbulence, but they are arguing about whether they can kill people at the moment.

"My lord likes the smell of blood, which is like you?" Nightmares lick their lips with fascination, and their actions are quite sexy.

But then the demon spirit was ignored by Yun Li, and Yan began to sneer at him mercilessly: "black man, you are bored to a level. You say that you don't allow me to kill people or run around every day. What hobbies do you have?"

Heizi, a new nickname for Yunli, seems to have a natural sense of rejection for calling other people's names directly.

Huang Beiyue is a stinky girl in his mouth, Feng Lianyi is a nuisance, Mo Lian is a little bastard, Yun Li is a black man.

"It's none of your business." Yun Li said faintly, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the blue sky.

Nightmare is still complaining, eating and playing are not good, and killing is not easy.

Yun Li ignored all his words selectively and asked, "do you really remember Huang Beiyue?"

With a little red umbrella, Yan put on a look back movement. The monster smiled, "who told you I don't remember him?"

"Do you remember?"

"Of course." The little red umbrella rotates slowly in the hand.