Black Belly Wife

"You ..." Feng Ling couldn't tell her but was anxious and angry.

Murong Yunshu smiled and said to the old bustard: "I advise you not to believe that the female yellow is better in the future, and let the mischief come out of the mouth." The tone was as usual as usual.

The old bustard laughed, "Do you really think Chu Changge will fight you against King Liang?" It was obviously a mockery, but Murong Yunshu heard the expectation from her tone, as if Chu Changge and Liang Wangbang were exactly what she was The desired result.

Looking up at her carefully, Murong Yun said: "He will not fight against King Liang for me, but not to mention the little King Liang, even as a prince, he still squeezes round and flat." It is an understatement and careless.

"I hope he is as radiant as you said, and will go to King Liang's palace to save you!" The old bustard gritted his teeth, but his eyes shone with excitement.

This made Murong Yunshu couldn't help but looked at her again, his eyes unintentionally shook her head, and then stunned, his eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised an arc, saying: "Are you confident to take me away? "

The old bustard burst into laughter with arrogance and said, "Can't I still take away a poisoned waste person?"

"You are less arrogant! I have Feng Ling here ... ah ..." Feng Ling suddenly covered his chest and wrinkled his face: "What poison have you poisoned me?"

"Aren't you Sai Huatu's sister? Why, this little poison is helpless?" The old bustard sneered.

"Who stipulates that Sai Huatuo's sister must understand medical skills ?! Did you open the Qinglou House also have a pair of jade-armed pillows?" Feng Ling Liu Mei choked back.

The old bustard was anxious. Raising her hand was like throwing her a slap, but was intercepted by someone in mid-air and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Master Nie finally looks like a man." Murong Yunshu teased with a smile.

What is it like being a man? He was originally! Nie Qing snorted coldly, killing the old bustard with his eyes high, and reached out his hand to make a "take it" shape, saying, "Remedy".

"No!" The old bustard jumped up and clicked Nie Qing's "hole", "It is only after the care is given that you will succeed. It is up to you, and I am also worthy of the old lady to solve the" medicine "?"

Nie Qing still stared at her with her waist straight, her face exposed with an angry look.

Murong Yunshu bent his lips and smiled, his slim index finger extended, pointing to her forehead, and said slowly: "Do you think he is qualified?"

The old bustard turned around and looked up, too late to be surprised. He hit the bottom of a pot and immediately fainted to the ground.

"Senior is a good man." Murong Yunshu clapped.

"Yes, it's good." The elders who had been more than half a year jumped vigorously from the beams of their houses without blushing or panting.

As soon as Feng Ling saw the appearance of the coming person, his eyes widened with a pair of copper bells, and he incredulously pointed at the old man and exclaimed, "You, you are the devil of the magic cooker!"

Murong Yunshu laughed as soon as he heard the name. Who is so lacking in virtue, giving people such a lacking virtue name ...

"It's not bad, I can recognize me at a young age, and the little girl has a promising future." Guo Quede was very pleased. Unexpectedly, his incognito surrendering to the Demon Sect for so many years, and even his juniors could recognize it.

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Feng Ling was flattered and embarrassed, said: "I often hear my father mentioning his predecessors. Thirty years ago, you walked in a pot with a pot. Harmful, damaging rivers and lakes is even better than Brother Chu! "

"You know this too!" Guo Quede was ecstatic, thinking how awe-inspiring he was! The little girl has a future, too promising. "Who is your father?" He asked.

"Feng Yan."

"What ?! Feng Yan's old immortal actually gave birth to your lovely girl!" After screaming, Guo Quede ignored everyone, and was alone and thumping on the chest. He was sad and grieved, and he didn't let Feng Yan die.

Upon seeing this, Murong Yun's face was covered with black lines. He was as real as his name lacked virtue. It seems that the person who named him did not wrong him. Perhaps he had such expectations from the beginning, just like giving his son a name The parents of 'Dingtian' will surely "touch" his son's head and say earnestly, "Son, you must be an upright man when you grow up," and the man probably said "touching" his pot, 'Guoqiude, you must take this pot to do all the morals of the world when you grow up'.

Feng Ling said with pride in Nie Qing's sleeve: "Look, some people say I am cute."

Nie Qing gave her big eyes, less roots!

Feng Ling deflated his mouth and squatted down to find the "medicine".

"Senior Guo should not have happened to pass by." Murong Yunshu said lightly, pulling Guo Quede back from the sorrowful indignation.

"The leader asked me to come!" As soon as he mentioned the leader who was less virtuous than him, Guo Quede returned to normal. "And, ma'am, you don't want to call a senior, let the leader hear, he will not Pleased. Just call me the pot cook, the teacher calls me that. "

"Okay, cook." Murong Yunshu was good. Fortunately, she wasn't asked to be called "Defective Chef". Although she said that she didn't do much to criticize Shuai Huai, but she did not swear directly, and asked her to "bite the Chef", it really hurt her cultivation. "Have you been following me secretly?" She asked.

"From the moment you step into the capital."

"So, are you the second man in black?"

"Yeah. I wanted to make a joke with my wife. I pretended to be an assassin and tried my wife's guts. I didn't expect that I was hit by a real assassin." Disrespectful look.

"What about that assassin?"

"Solved by me."

"What about my maid?"

Guo Quede pointed at the neighboring room with a smile and said, "Sleeping right next door."

"Thank you."

"Hey, you're welcome, you're welcome. It's our honor to protect the wife for the leader."

Murong Yunshu raised his left eyebrow "Mao", "We?"

"Yeah, from the day you left, those of us who happened to be on the way or in Beijing had received the" black wind order "from the leader, and we must protect my wife." The cook said after shrinking his neck, he made a small voice To: "Madam, don't tell the leader about the assassin. If he knows that I accidentally let the assassin's sword rest on your neck, my old and short neck iron is for him. Drink. "