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

"You are waiting here, I will go back when I go." The emperor leaned down to the ground and kissed softly on the phoenix song. After the event, it is necessary to go outside.

"You are careful!" Feng Chuge was squatting behind.

"Well, I know." The emperor's dusty lips are lightly hooked. "You have to rest well first. I know that you were tired last night. It was just a deliberate teasing."

Feng Chu song lips a pump.

At this time, the imperial dust suddenly opened again. "Tonight, this uncle has let go of you for a while, until the Ming and Qing dynasties fight for three hundred rounds..."

When I said this, the imperial face of the emperor was deeper. His thin lips are lightly hooked with endless evil.

The face of Fengchu’s song changed slightly, and her hand touched it behind her, and then she raised a pillow and threw it toward the imperial dust--

"Rolling! Goodbye!"

Seeing the phoenix songs like this, the emperor laughed at the low dust, plucked his body and went away.

Outside, Birou has already been on the side, and she has already heard the words of Feng Chuge and the Emperor.

Although the two couples seem to be bickering, but in fact, she is infinite, she also heard clearly.

When she heard the conversation, the look of Birou was not good, but after thinking of something, she flashed a few surprises.

After seeing the emperor's dust coming out of the house, all the other looks on Birou's face were scattered, replaced by endless anxiety. "The dusty brother, the shadowless brother, he was trapped in the secret room, and now the chamber is on fire, afraid of it..."

Birou still wants to say something, and is interrupted by the imperial trail. "Don't say it, take me there."

"it is good!"

Said, Birou took the road, the emperor went to the distance.

The secret room, at the other end of the Changsheng Temple, is still some distance from here, even if it is flying, it will take a lot of time.

Just after Bi Rou left the emperor with the dust, the outside of the courtyard of Feng Chuge suddenly added a white woman.

The fire in the distance is indeed fierce, and even the red light is reflected here.

Under the red light, the white woman was slightly pale and faceless, and it was especially strange at the moment!

"That's here, for a while, you will go in, according to what I told you to do, do you know?!" Qingya suddenly sighed low, her class raised her head, as if talking to the air.

But just after her words, from the midair, suddenly jumped four or five black men.

These four or five men, each with a solemn expression, no expression on their faces, a chill of the whole body, the whole person is like a dead person.

After hearing the elegant words, several people nodded. "Follow, less master!"

Under the red light, the elegant face evoked a strange arc with no trace.

She jerked her hand and her lips were more and more curved.

"Go, don't be a task, don't come back to see me!"

Accepting the elegant order, the group of black people looked at each other.

The next moment, they raised their hands and stroked them from halfway.

At the beginning of the hand, there was a burst of light passing through the air, and the yard was completely shrouded. After finishing these things, they raised their hands and shrouded the needle in the same way as the party. After four weeks, I gathered all my breath.

After all the preparations have been done, they will get up and go to the courtyard!