Perhaps he was drunk, Feng Liu leaned on the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and whispered: "Qinglun, I see that you are really different from others."

While making tea, Mu Qingqian observed the romantic from the corner of his eyes.

“Where is different?”

Her eyes suddenly lit up!

The pink light appeared again behind the romantic flow.

Just like last night.

Fengliu still closed her eyes, as if she hadn't noticed it, just the sound of her speaking, she became more sleepy.

“Everything is different, I like it very much…”

Mu Qingqian held the tea and approached Fengliu, "City Lord, there seems to be something behind you."

Feng Liu's breathing gradually became even, and he obviously fell asleep.

His face flushed and he was drunk.

"City Lord? City Lord?" Mu Qingqian called out twice, and only responded to her was a faint breath.

She put the teacup on the coffee table, walked around Fengliu, squatted down, and saw thoroughly behind him.

The pink crystal appeared and disappeared on his back.

Mu Qingqian reached out and sensed it with his spiritual energy. It was indeed a crystal stone.

Inlaid in the wind fluid...

A silver needle appeared in the crack of her fingers, which pierced directly into Fengliu's neck.

The romantic sleepiness is even more intense.

Mu Qingqian's palm gathered a ball of inspiration, and applied it to the place where the pink light appeared. A crystal was slowly pulled out of the wind fluid.

As the pink crystal stone broke away from Feng Liu's back, it was about to fall into Mu Qingqian's palm.

At this time, Feng Liu, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly opened her eyes and woke up.

Flower God's tears suddenly returned to Feng Liu's body.

Mu Qing's face darkened.

Fengliu stood up and looked behind him.

Mu Qingqian had already stood up and looked at the romantic eyes.

The completely unfamiliar eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Such eyes seem familiar.

Just yesterday, she saw the same look by the bathtub.

At that time, he was very romantic, but just because of the pink light, he seemed to have become a different person.

"City Lord?"..

Feng Liu didn't say anything and left Mu Qingqian's throat.

"City Lord?" Mu Qingqian called out again.

The romantic move is fatal, and I ignore Mu Qingqian at all.

really!

Feng Liu lost consciousness and did not recognize her.

He didn't know what he was doing, he only had killing in his eyes.

The changed romanticism is more diligent than when it is normal.

Mu Qingqian is not Fengliu's opponent. If it weren't for her second level of power against the heavens, she would not have survived three moves in Fengliu's hands.

Can't fight for a long time!

Mu Qingqian directly stabbed a silver needle into Fengliu sleeping pussy.

Feng Liu was stunned and even forced the silver needle out!

Mu Qingqian was shocked and the Qinghong Sword in his hand came out, blocking Feng Liu's killing move in time.

She swung her a feint and fell on Fengliu's back, just covering the pink light.

Feng Liu was dealing with the Qinghong Sword. When Mu Qingqian was in great importance, he gathered all his strength to suck out the tears of Hua Shen again.

Put it in your palm and put it directly into the space.

She took away the Qinghong sword and turned around and ran out of the room.

The wind that lost the tears of the Flower God was full of white light on her body!

Mu Qingqian narrowed his eyes slightly, "Bai Ling..."

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and silver, platinum and gold.

I had known that the romantic spirit was not low, but I didn’t expect that he was young and was actually Bai Ling!

"Get the things!" a roar resounded throughout the South Courtyard.

Someone ran in!

Mu Qingqian knew that the movement here alarmed the people stationed outside. When she was distracted, Fengliu had already arrived.
Chapter completed!