The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 1151 There is a junior sister here 42
He Wushuang is not a weak heroine who can be hated by others, not to mention, Mr. Dugu is not so obvious and easy to grasp by all the handsome guys in front of her. emmm... Subconsciously speaking the truth.

Although the practitioners are informal, most of them are still traditional.

For example, I am used to the dragon and the phoenix...

To tell the truth, there are some maverick loves that ordinary monks cannot understand.

Compared with girl papers, He Wushuang prefers the handsome little brother.

Young Master Dugu is beautiful, he is the only handsome man she has ever seen who can compete with Brother Leng, of course, only in terms of superficial appearance and voice.Although Mr. Dugu lives under the snow mountain, eating snow lotus, drinking blood and playing with snowmen, he doesn't seem to know how to write the words "bingqingyujie".

In this regard, he is far behind Brother Leng.

Yep.

Brother Leng is not so cold, it would be better.

He Wushuang retorted.

The glass-hearted Young Master Dugu ran away in an instant, his eyes were red, and he was staring at the ugly monster who uttered wild words like a cannibal, furious.

"court death!"

The beautiful men also stared at He Wushuang angrily and fiercely.

she:……

Retreat unconsciously, escape now, is there still time?

Waving his hand, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I said nonsense, but it can't be all my fault, who knows that you all get together to play Harem Beauties and your mental capacity is still so low, isn't there a saying? If people don't know, unless you have done nothing, you have done everything, and you must not be afraid of other people's gossip. With such a thin face, you can't do this embarrassment... Bah, bah, this, such an incredible thing , Besides, you were the first to call me ugly, so it’s normal for me to retort."

At the end of the conversation, He Wushuang's voice became smaller and smaller, she lowered her head, raised her eyes to peek at the beautiful men, and then quickly lowered her eyes.

She felt that she was right.

But, why are the faces of this group of people darker than before.

African Emirates?

No, no, you are the unlucky girl, okay?

"hey-hey."

He Wushuang laughed dryly, with a fawning expression on his face, "I, I'm just making a joke, all the beauties can't afford to take a joke, right?"

In the next second, before everyone could react, they turned around and ran away.

As the saying goes, 36 tricks are the best strategy, and the tricks that have been played for so long have no effect, but the atmosphere is stagnant.

This shows what?
Of course, the male god Longyang doesn't like this!

A little square.

She is not strong enough now, if she really wants to head-to-head, heh, she must be the one who is hit head-to-head, and she may die.

He Wushuang only thought for a few seconds before turning around and running, running fast.

He quickly took out a marble-like black thing from the space and threw it at the beauties. With a loud bang, the marble turned into a cloud of white mist and enveloped the beauties.

Of course he is handsome.

Young Master Dugu dodged away when he sensed something was wrong.

He is a monk.

Definitely better than the beauties.

He Wushuang jumped out from the wall, she heard the beautiful men wailing.

meal.

Almost slipped.

Marbles...

It seems that what she threw out just now was a treasure obtained in a mysterious ruin.

That relic was the burial place of an elder of the Hehuan Sect thousands of years ago. There was no other way, the breakthrough failed, and unfortunately, Shouyuan came to an end.

Life and death are up to you!

Anyway, I hope those beauties can take care of themselves.

The seven-foot man has the heart of a cute girl. I have to say that the Creator is amazing.

Run away desperately.

Young Master Dugu was furious, his face was extremely gloomy, "You're courting death!"

In the next second, a beautiful man grabbed his robe, and he raised a face as if he had been beaten, well, his cheeks were very red, and he seemed to be out of his mind.

"I, I seem to be poisoned..."

More beauties also gathered around.

Young Master Dugu's heart beat faster, and he stared at the direction of He Wushuang's escape with hatred, all his unwillingness turned into impatient.

"Trough! You beauties are so courageous if you dare to surround labor and management. Labor and management will put you on the ground and rub them hard, turning you into a rag that cannot be lifted!"

……

The spring is infinitely good, but, with the strength of one person, Mr. Dugu's ability is a bit close to dusk.

tired!
Although he was busy, he did not relax his pursuit of He Wushuang.

that ugly woman...

He Wushuang, who was labeled as ugly, was desperately flying over the eaves and walls. Not many days after arriving in Yinyao City, he offended two big aborigines.

was hunted down.

All she wanted to know now was where her partners were scattered.

It's hard to sing alone.

Well, it's mainly because I'm lonely, and I don't even have anyone to talk to, just like headless chickens.

but--

He Wushuang at least confirmed one thing, that Mr. Dugu was not the person she was looking for, but why did the male god in the dream ask her to come here?
Ah.

Not really asking her to bring a... back.

That would be hilarious.

Empire.

A noble woman was standing in the room wearing a long white dress that stretched the floor. She was leaning against a beautiful boy in the same moon-white brocade robe. Weak maiden.

The young girl is weak and lovely, although she resembles a woman somewhat, she is astonishingly beautiful.

The temperament is pure.

At this moment, she closed her eyes and lay very quietly on the wooden couch, like a sleeping princess.

The woman walked to the bed with a swaying figure, looking at the girl's delicate face, her eyes were full of jealousy, but she quickly covered it up.

Look up like a proud swan.

Leaning gently on the shoulder of the delicate and beautiful man in the moon white robe, his voice was as soft as a feather, "Tell me, is it me or her?"

The beautiful man replied almost without hesitation: "Of course the city lord is more beautiful."

next second.

A slender white hand pierced into the beautiful man's heart fiercely.

Beautiful boy: ...

He murmured his lips, but he couldn't say anything, his eyes were full of fear, blood came out of his mouth, his head tilted and he died.

Why didn't you ask why that sentence came out.

The woman withdrew her hand lightly, and the beautiful man's body, no, the corpse, fell limply on the ground, lifeless.

She sneered, "Answering so quickly is obviously perfunctory to the city lord, don't think I'm blind, I can't see the surprise in your eyes, the city lord's daughter is not something anyone can covet."

Raise your hand.

Sniffing the blood on her hands lightly, she took a deep breath.

"It's delicious."

"Come on."

Two guards walked in, without squinting, they clasped their fists and said, "City Lord."

The woman glanced at the ground and said, "Drag him down and take him to the kitchen."

Guard: "Yes."

There was no expression of surprise at all.

He bent down and grabbed the beautiful man's feet, and then... went out.

The bright red on the woman's hand disappeared, and became white and clean again. She walked to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, raised her hand and gently slapped the girl's delicate and beautiful face, from forehead to eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, cheeks, lips, Then to her chin.

Eyes fascinated.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

The next second, her expression became extremely ferocious, and she pinched the girl's chin fiercely, "I really want to scratch this beautiful face!"

(End of this chapter)