It seems to see through the look of the clouds and the bottom of the eyes, the thin and cold eyes of the king Ling stared at the clouds, and the dark lips were tightly clasped into an arc, with a little cold and ruthlessness.

Even if he admits that his heart is somewhat different from this woman's mind, his honor and identity will never allow anyone to disobey him.

Several times by this woman's rebellion, Jun Ling's patience was finally exhausted.

The cold eyes are like a blade, suffocating the powerful power of pressure!

As the mountain jumps over the sea, the clouds can't help but change their faces.

The blood of the chest surging, there is a sweetness rolling in the throat, but still coldly stared at Jun Ling!

Uncompromising, not afraid!

The arrogant momentum of the same proud and powerful body spread out from the depths of the cloudy bones, so that Jun Ling could not help but want to destroy!

Such a proud man, once destroyed all the faith and persistence, broke the wings, do not know what it would be like!

There is some expectation of the Lord.

But it was only a moment of light and shadow turning over, and Jun Ling dispelled the thought of his heart.

How boring it was, a big hand, already took the clouds into his arms, and the ruthless cold black eyes stared deeply at the woman who was close at hand, and every time she was pulled by this woman, he wanted to kiss her!

Kiss her hard!

Kiss her obediently!

The shadow approached, leaning over to the cloudy lips and kissed it.

But this time, Mu Yunxi had already been mentally prepared, just in the moment when Jun Ling bowed his head to kiss the cloud, his arms suddenly disappeared.

The clouds suddenly disappeared!

At that moment, the cold eyes of Junling instantly ignited a strong hurricane, like a storm and rain gathered, watching the empty arms of a black face.

The damned little thing ran away in his arms!

This is the second time that Jun Ling saw the cloud suddenly disappear out of thin air, and let go of the detailed perception of the air around him, but found that even the breath of the clouds disappeared cleanly.

This sudden strangeness could not help but let Jun Ling squint his eyes, and suddenly raised a thin curd.

It seems that there are a lot of secrets in that little thing, and he is really looking forward to it.

To be able to escape this woman from his hand again and again is in line with his appetite, and it does not cost him the magic beads of the body into her body to save her life.

If you hear this from Mo Yan, you can't help but be sure to be bullied.

Lord, are you sure it is not because you can't suppress the demonic nature of the Demon beads that you put it into the body of Miss Mujiu, which has the eye of the devil?

Is it really good that you distort the facts like this?

Confirm that the little thing escaped a clean and clean face and left the room with a calm face, and the face of the gloomy cold look just returned Mo Yan and Mo Yan and Mo left.

The master is obviously a face of dissatisfaction, they still do not touch the mold!

...

He ran into the Qianyu Lingjian realm for a whole night of cultivation, and waited until early in the morning when Mu Yunxi made sure that the dead pervert had left.

As soon as I came out, I heard the feces in the yard rushing to come.

"Miss Nine, it's not good, the people of the Zhu family came to the door, and now they are facing the two sons at the door?"

“Damn, my brother!”

When he heard the words of the tidah, his face suddenly changed.

I thought about it, it must be yesterday that she beat Zhu Gangli hard, and now the people of Zhu's family came to the door to calculate the account.

“Where is Grandpa?”

"The old general was called to the palace, and the second master also went to the barracks, and he has not yet returned!"

At this time, he was recruited to the palace, thinking that this was the Zhu family deliberately to pay off his grandfather.

Damn, brother is okay, no, she will never allow anyone to hurt the second brother!

The cloud glare was a faint, and suddenly the top practitioners of the past life were lost incarnation as a shadow swept away towards the doorway.

The tidaughter watching.

When was Miss 9 so good?

At the door of the general's house, Zhu, who was full of anger, stared at the cloud in front of him!

“Damn, fuck off the old man!”

"Zhu Qiang, my family's land will not allow you Zhu family to be arrogant, give me a roll!"

"Roll, just because of your waste, uh, who doesn't know that your strength in Muyun Mo is now higher than the high-level of the martial arts, and it will be a first-order waste in a few days!"

Zhu strong cold and cold mocking smile, looking at the eyes of the clouds is disgusting!

Even if the cloud ink has heard countless times of ridicule, the heart is still a little angry burning, the eyes of the shadow of the cat.

"Why, angry, you have the ability to hit the young master, Mu Yunmo, I tell you, today a young master must kill the waste of Mu Yunxiang, avenge my brother, or I will take your life in exchange!"

"I want to kill my sister, you don't think, Zhu Qiang, even if I only have the strength of the martial arts, I will never let you move my sister a hair."

“Then try it!”

Zhu strong cold snoring, disdainful bottom of the eyes brewing fierce killing, instantly condensed the first stage of the big martial arts, toward the cloud ink.

The fierce killing intention is like a wind whistling, rolling in, almost making the clouds inevitable!

This is the first stage of the high-level combat of the martial arts division, and there is no chance of winning in the strength of Muyun Mo.

But he had only one thought in his mind, that is, under no circumstances can anyone hurt the nine sisters!

However, it was only an instant effort, and Mu Yunmo's body had been thrown from the sky by Zhu Qiang fiercely.

A “bang” fell to the ground.

“Go to hell, huh?”

The next second, Zhu Qiang, containing a strong inner fist, came to the moment, and the twisted eyes showed a strong killing intention, and smashed it toward the Dantian in the clouds.

“Ah—”

The pain of tearing the lungs sounded at the door of the general palace, and Mu Yunmo was completely indifferent to Zhu Qiang, and this punch directly destroyed his Dantian for the most part.

The pale white face is like a gray one, curled up and twitching on the ground, and the huge pain transmitted in the body is like a thousand ants in the heart.

Looking at such pain, Muyun Mo, who had been scrapped by himself, Zhu was in a good mood and looked at the twisted curling on the ground like a waste of Muyun ink.

“This is the price your sister has bullied my brother!”

“Brother, are you okay?”

A white shadow flashed from the door of the General's House in an instant, falling next to the painful cloud ink.