Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

Feng Chu song brows lightly, looking at the blue face of the face with a smile -

This girl is over-enthusiastic...

She just wanted to say aloud to her. From behind Lan Junqing, the white woman came forward. "Jun Qing, we only have two carriages. Where can we accommodate so many people?"

After that, the woman looked at the phoenix song, and the eyes were actually a bit of vigilance and hatred.

"Yes..." Hearing the words, Lan Junqing swept a few carriages with distressed eyes.

Can't let these few people follow behind?

Lan Junqing suddenly thought of something, stretched out the wrist of Fengchu song. "It's better than... sister, you can take our carriage, I will go outside with Xianghan..."

"..." The enthusiasm of this son, let Feng Chu song lips.

Su Xianghan, behind Lan Junqing, had already changed her face long after hearing her words.

She squinted at the blue and sunny, and sneaked an idiot.

If it is not because Blue Jun proud legs may be cured, she will not come along!

Thinking so, Su Xianghan's look is more and more distorted.

The blue Junqing on the side is just a enthusiasm for the Fengchu song, but has no knowledge of Su Xianghan's thoughts.

Feng Chuge’s line of sight swept from Lan Junqing and Su Xianghan’s body, staying on Su Xianghan’s body for a moment, and his lips were light. “No, we have other things, we can’t go with you.”

Lan Junqing drummed the drumsticks and showed a little pity on his face. In the end, he only got the idea. "That sister, see you later, I hope you can find the red fruit, and be careful."

"You are also..." Feng Chuge nodded lightly, and then looked at the three people behind his eyes. "Let's go first."

The three responded to her voice and followed.

After Feng Chuge and his party left, Su Xianghan looked at the blue and sunny. "Jun Qing, who is that? You are so passionate about her."

Lan Junqing has been watching the direction of Feng Chuge’s departure, and his eyes are full of smiles. “How, Xianghan’s sister, just she’s pretty? I’ve heard about her before, but I didn’t expect it. Pretty!"

Lan Junqing said with a smile, it seems to be talking about a very proud thing.

Su Xianghan had a glimpse of his eyes.

It is very beautiful, so beautiful that she is a woman, she is somewhat self-defeating.

Lan Junqing did not care about Su Xianghan's thoughts. He just looked at the people in the wheelchair behind him and walked over. "Brother, let's go on the road."

"Yeah." Lan Jun proudly sat in a wheelchair. He looked deep into the direction of Feng Chuge’s departure, and there was a few horror in his eyes.

With his perception, if it is good, the woman is young, it should have reached the intermediate spirit!

Such talent is really rare.

He thought, bowed his head and looked at his legs.

The eyelids are slightly drooping, and there are a few stuns in the eyes.

These legs are inconvenient since childhood, and only the red fruits can be cured. And this red fruit, a hundred years of flowering, a hundred years of results. Just this month, the red fruit bears fruit...

Although Lan Junqing is quite awkward, she is still watching her eyes. "Brother, you can rest assured that we will find the red fruit soon. By then, your legs will be very good."

"Well..." The thin lips are light, and this moment, the face of Zhang Junyi reveals a few smiles.

In the amber-like pupil, there are a few more hopes.