v2 Chapter 189： Wang Ye Wanfu (19)

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"will not."

The first kite slammed Cheng Hao's mouth with lightning speed, pushed her to the back pillar, pressed her elbows to her chest, and easily subdued her.

The kite stared at her eyes and leaned over: "You die..."

[Miss sister, she is the main character, can't die! ! The king snarls.

First kite: "..."

Go to your uncle!

This can't be done, can't do it, who can I do it!

[...] Do it and get rid of it. What do you know in addition to doing it! ?

I didn’t think about the kite--killing!

[...] Changing a word is not a meaning! ?

Cheng Hao changed his face at this time, and he was not expected to catch his mouth so quickly.

"Hey..."

Cheng Hao struggled, his voice groaned in his throat, and his hatred grew.

The first kite raised his hand to the neck of Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao turned his eyes and his body was soft.

The first kite loosened her, Cheng Hao was on the ground, her head hit the table, and she broke her head directly.

Oh...

So miserable.

The kite looked sympathetic for a while and turned away from the room.

Outside, I guarded the palace man who had just called himself.

First kite: "..."

There is also an eyewitness!

The first kite thought for a moment under the horror and nervousness of the palace.

I found out a few silver tickets.

Palace people: "..."

Cheng Hao wants to frame herself to stab her, and to do this kind of thing, certainly will not let more people know.

The threat of the kite cold ice: "You can give me out of nothing, and your false pretense is a death sin..."

I am different!

I have a death-free gold medal!

The palace man stuttered: "You...you have no evidence."

"I want to have one, I will have one hundred."

The first kite shook the silver ticket in his hand.

"Or you choose another one, I killed you, so no one knows..."

The girl in front of her face said this expressionlessly, the palace man did not doubt, she really dared to do it.

Palace people: "..."

The palace man pinched the silver ticket.

The first kite will gather into the sleeves and leave slowly.

The palace man looked at the back of the first kite, and the silver ticket in his hand was hot.

Not long after the first kite left, the palace man shouted with a scorpion: "Assassin! There are assassins! Grab the assassin!!"

When the kite just walked out, I saw the young man leaning on the corner.

The young man has a mysterious dress, and there are clusters of flowers that are brightly opened behind him, and the youngsters are like a god.

The sun shone from the gap of the canopy, and on the juvenile's Xuanyi, the mottled light and shadow fell.

Juvenile side face white, such as good white jade, soaked in warm water is generally warm.

In the distance is the chaos of assassin.

In the face of the sound of the teenager, his world is quiet and quiet.

"Are you killing?" The soft voice of the boy sounded.

"No." Nonsense! People are not dead!

The teenager’s eyes fell on the first kite sleeve and chest.

The first kite took a look. It may be that when she started to work with Cheng Hao, she touched her arm and caused the blood to paste into her clothes.

At this point it looks a bit horrible.

"Not dead." The beginning of the kite calm.

Yan returned to the light brown scorpion to look behind, catching the assassin's chaos from far and near, coming over here.

"Catch the assassin!"

"there!"

"Go there! Don't let the assassin run!"

This group of people is still running very fast!

The first step of the kite was two steps and two steps went to the juvenile side, and he glared at him in the darkness behind him.

The boy was hit by a kite on the wall.

The back is cold.

The front of the chest is full of warmth and softness.

The snoring of the armor and the messy footsteps of the Yulin army gradually approached.

The attention of the first kite is outside.

The teenager stared at her intently.

The first kite looked back slightly, and the pupils of the youngsters were quietly circling, which made the teenager add a bit of gloom.

His ciliary feathers trembled, and the light at the bottom of the squat turned, and he bent down his mouth and opened his lips, but did not make a sound.

The first kite honed the mouth shape, about not - I don't tell anyone.

Then I have to thank you?

The footsteps went far away, and the kite released the juvenile and opened the distance between the two.

The teenager leaned against the wall quietly and asked her, "What have you done?"

In the face of the blood on the kite, he did not show much reaction.

"Nothing to do." The first kite said: "What are you doing here?"

"I live there." The juvenile cleverly pointed to the temple not far away.

First kite: "..."

Ok.

Even if it is an unpopular prince, it is also a prince.

"Nothing, don't run around." Being trapped and bullied, I have to save you this weak chicken!

The kite is close to the clothes with blood, I want to change clothes, I want to change and think about it, now I want to change!

She looked around and was ready to leave.

The clothes were swaying, and the slender fingers were pulled by her fingers, and the sleeves fell slightly, revealing the shackles of the young white.

Yan whispered: "You will be seen like this."

The first look of the kite is straight: "No, I am amazing."

The first kite will put the clothes back, and quickly go back and change clothes!

[Miss Sister, are you suitable to throw a good person card here? 】

What is wrong, he is here.

[...]

In the chanting of the king, the kite took two steps and turned back: "I will send you back."

Try to be a good person today!

The delicate facial features of the juvenile stretched out slightly, making it more three-dimensional.

"it is good."

He took the sleeve of the kite and took the initiative to pick a path: "From here, there will be no one."

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"This is what you said, no one?"

The first kite was indifferently holding Yangui, sitting on a big tree, and the lush crowns hidden their shadows.

Below are the busy busy people in the past, and the Yulin Army who then rushed to find the assassin.

Are these pigs?

"Sorry, I didn't come when I came..." The boy softly apologized.

"Forget it." The good guy card can't be done, and it doesn't make any sense to continue the discussion.

The kite let him hold the trunk.

The kite took off the blood-stained jacket and hung it on the side of the branch.

After taking off the clothes, the first kite does not seem to be going back to Yan.

The boy cleverly holds the trunk and looks at her from the line of sight: "I...can..."

"What can I do?"

Yan did not say anything, just watching him quietly.

What are you looking at me?

What do you want to say!

Good people card to the stars in the sky, the moon has to be picked up!

I have never been so good in my life, I have to be moved by myself!

Yan Yan is not talking.

The young man is holding the trunk, and although he has no special expression on his face, he can be inexplicably a little wronged.

"..."

The kite was honed for a while, pulling his hand and letting him lean over.

Yan returned to the shoulder of the kite, and the shallow breathing hit the neck of the kite, such as feathers, some itchy.

The kite lingered for a while and said: "Can you stop breathing?"

"...I will die."

"..."

I will endure.

Who makes him a good person card!

Yangui may want to be farther away from the kite, who knows that the arc of motion is not controlled.

The cool lips suddenly fell on the neck of the kite, and the kite was coveted.

In the quiet voice, full of innocence and sorrow.