Otherwise, it's impossible to send these shrimp to kill!

How to say, we have to allocate thousands of people!

Otherwise, how can I encircle the prince

Mo Lian stares at the guy. The dead guy looks like he's afraid the world will not be disordered. He looks hateful!

"It's nice that he could come out in the middle of the night and rush these people." Said the ink lotus lightly.

"Oh? It seems that you already know who is doing it to you. "

"Now I'm still in shuntianfu, and I happen to have a festival with you. I don't have a good brain. Who else can I have?"

"The son of the king of Jianping?" Chen blinked. "What's the ink?"

"Mokun." Said the ink lotus lightly.

"Oh." Chen nodded and looked at him jokingly. "In your Mohist school, besides you, there are people with higher intelligence."

Mo Lian snorted and turned to look at him. "Of course there are."

Chen gave a "hum".

Mo Lian no longer spoke, frowned, and with a flash of body shape, she went to the spring tower not far away.

As soon as they entered the hall full of spring, they aroused the sound of water.

"My God, spring is really the first swineherd hall in shuntianfu!"

"Look, look! There is another unique beauty between the two worlds. "

"Wow, it's better than the top ten beautiful men in the building."

"Yes, among the top ten beautiful men, Mr. SONGFENG can compete with them."

"No, no!"

Mo Lian's eyes flied over the hall, but saw a group of crazy men facing him and Chen, spat and spat.

Two men all face a black, in the heart at the same time a trace of greasy slant.

In this hall, there are not only men full of brains, but also many women. They are accompanied by delicate and weak officials, drinking and singing.

If they didn't suddenly appear at the door, the music wouldn't stop.

On the handsome face of Mo Lian, there was a black look

This little guy is really brave!

She dares to break into such a broken place.

"Ah, where is this little beauty from! Come and hug me! " A fat member in a Wensheng hat, with a wine pot in his hand, walked towards the ink lotus with his feet askew.

However, before he got close, he was swept by Prince Mo's black face and a note of shaking sleeve, which was photographed out.

"Ah" hit the corner of the table heavily, then bounced off the table and fell to the ground, humming and whimpering with back pain.

"You, you! How do you beat people! "

Ink lotus Mou color a fierce, between the fingers suddenly lit a fire.

"Whoa, whoa! Psychic! " The fat man cried out in fright. He rolled back and bowed his hand to beg for mercy. "Please forgive me, young man. I don't know Taishan. Please forgive me."

Ink lotus coldly swept his eyes, the red flame in his hand, slowly returned to calm.

He chuckled and asked happily, "have you ever seen a girl with a paralyzed face?"

When they saw that the two were not good at coming, they dared not provoke. They nodded and said, "see, I have seen."

"Yes!"

"And fanmeng and Fanyu went to the wing room upstairs."

"Mm-hmm."

"All dreams and all worries are greeting the little girl."

What kind of ghost is fan Meng and fan you? Two men looked at each other.

In the deep eyes of the Phoenix, there is a trace of danger.

Chen Chen wants to laugh a little. He shows his helplessness: I'm going to die