Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

"Qinger, she said no." Yu Yu was sitting bored, and then strolled around for two laps, and found no place to hide a large number of herbs, came back to see Qinger still lying on the ground.

Qinger screamed: "This dead fat man is very sturdy, not to mention life and death, to cut something down on him, let him taste some bitterness!" Said, Qinger looked at the fat between the legs, Obviously, that is a mysterious and precious place.

The fat man who had not even laughed suddenly felt that his back was cold, and listening to the words of Qing Er, there was a feeling of falling.

The night feathers can't really be done according to Qing's words. This fat girl keeps it useful. She looks at Qinger who has been on the ground and asked: "I am tired."

"Tired." Qinger said very honestly, how could it not be tired for half an hour?

When the fat man listened to Qing Er's words, he said: "I finally got rid of it. Grandma's, it's more uncomfortable than cutting a fat man."

"Give this to you." Saying, the night feathers throw a flat stone.

Qinger smiled and thanked her in her mouth: "Thank you Miss." Looking up at the fat man with a sweaty face: "Sisters will accompany you to play, and make sure you can't stop!"

Another burst of laughter echoed on the hillside.

"Don't, don't get it, I said..." The fat man's head leaned on, and the voice was obviously weak.

The grass in the hands of Qinger has changed a few trees, two hours, two hours. The fat man on the tree smiled and passed out twice.

"I can't say it early, let the grandmother pay so much." Qing Er slammed, stopped the action in his hand.

The fat man pouted, and he smiled for two hours. Not only did he have a stomachache, but now he even hurts the gang. This person is just like fishing out of the water. The clothes are sweaty and the fat face is thin.

"Those things are in my ring." The fat man is weak, he is very sure, today he does not hand over those things, it is not good.

The night feathers condense on the left hand of the fat man, and the **** does carry a ring. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary iron ring, which is not noticeable.

“Space ring?” There was a horror in the night feathers.

The space ring is a unique storage tool for Ziyun Continental. It is expensive. Even if it is only one cubic meter of space, it is worth tens of thousands of gold coins. The whole Ningyuan City is afraid that there are only two or three pieces. I don’t think this fat man has such a valuable thing.

Qinger reached out to pick the ring on the fat man's hand, but the ring was like a long fat man's hand, and he couldn't pick it up.

"Don't bother, this is my spiritual mark on it, except that I can't pick it up." There is a trace of pride on the face of the fat man. People in this small place have never seen a space ring.

"Are you sure?" Yu Yu looked at the fat man's finger.

"Do a deal, I will return the medicine to you, let me go, how." The fat man looked at the night feathers and said his condition.

"Dreaming." The night feathers are cold and prominent. As soon as his face changed, his expression was extremely serious. He said to the younger child: "Put your hand down and take it with your fingers."

"Okay!" The fat man was **** to a solid, even if he wanted to hide, he couldn't hide, and the palm of his hand was easily pressed by the child.

The night knives in the hands of a short knife slashed to the fat man's wrist.

"I will give you!" When the night feathers fell, the fat voice came out. He could not lose his hand. He had more important things to do.