Although yunchujiu is not interested in this fake party, he is interested in receiving this gift!

Now yunchujiu is a popular son of Mohist school. Naturally, many people flatter him.

Even Mo Peng and others did not dare to neglect. The birthday gifts they sent were very valuable. They were very happy to receive them.

At the end of the party, yunchujiu went back to listen to Hexuan on the pretext of being tired.

The goods sat on the bed and counted the gifts they received. They were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths. If only they could have their birthday ten times and eight times a year.

Full of warm thinking, this goods want emperor Beiming!

However, she knew that emperor Beiming was in danger, and she did not dare to send voice signals to distract his attention, so she had to take out the portrait of emperor Beiming to solve the pain of Acacia.

However, there is something special about this portrait. Well, the emperor Beiming is not dressed, which is called the fruit body statue for short.

The goods look DC saliva, almost go up to kiss directly, while looking at muttering: "dog tail! You idiot! I blame you. If it wasn't for you, maybe I would have eaten the little white face in my stomach, and now little white face would have been soy sauce! "

The strange grass in the elixir field curled up the leaves. It knew that the curse once every few days would start again! There is no way, it is guilty, can only let yunchujiu scold, scold on the Bai, the habit is good, if many days can not hear the girl's curse, but also feel the shortcomings of what!

In a dark cave, Emperor Beiming was sitting on a stone wall covered with blood. Although he had taken a lot of hemostatic pills, his injury was too serious. It has been two days and two nights and still has not recovered. If we delay further, I am afraid those people will catch up.

Emperor Beiming took a rest with his eyes closed. He suddenly remembered that it was the ninth day of July. He took out the phonetic symbol and put his divine consciousness into it: "Xiao Jiu, happy birthday."

Yun Chujiu was drooling at the fruit portrait of emperor Beiming. He was overjoyed to see that it was a phonetic symbol sent by Emperor Beiming.

After hearing emperor Beiming's words, he couldn't help but raise his mouth. Little white face can still remember my birthday. It's very intimate!

"God, I miss you. You should pay attention to your body! Don't be so stubborn. You should be bold when you don't want to face. "

Emperor Beiming heard the words of Yunchu nine, the original cold expression became soft: "well, I know, you have a rest early, I'll see you when I have time."

"Well, come on, boo one!"

Yunchujiu thought that emperor Beiming would return her at most. Unexpectedly, Emperor Beiming's low voice came from the voice transmission symbol: "Xiao Jiu, I miss you too. Take care of yourself."

Cloud Chu nine this goods simply can't believe, small white face unexpectedly enlightened?

After listening to the goods over and over several times, she happily rolled on the bed for several times. She thought it was the best birthday present she had ever received.

On the other side, Emperor Beiming felt dizzy and heavy. He didn't even have the strength to put the phonetic symbol into the storage ring again, so he held it and fainted.

On the other side of the cloud nine happy roll for a while, suddenly sat up.

Eh? Things seem to be wrong. This is not sweet talk. How can I feel like I'm giving up my last words? Is she thinking too much, or is little white face really in trouble?

Yun Chu Jiu's heart is a tight, quickly take out the voice symbol: "male god, are you ok?"

After a while, there was no response from the voice symbol, and Yunchu was flustered.

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