As soon as the cow dung fell, Hean's face was all over, and even his mouth was full, not to mention the eyes, nose and ears.

“Nice –”

At first, He An was obviously also confused by the cow dung falling from the sky, and the whole people were a little embarrassed to return to God.

When he finally came back to God, smelling the pungent odor and the cow dung stuffed in his mouth, he suddenly vomited.

“Oooh, uh-”

The huge vomiting came, almost spit out He'an's entire bile.

When Hean finally spit the cow dung in his mouth clean and endured the disgusting spit, He An Tieqing, this cow dung face roared.

"Who the fuck, who dares to play tricks on the young master, to the young master out!"

He An's sharp roar came, and the true echo sounded all around the jungle, and it was even more clear in the silent night.

Just for a moment, in the depths of the jungle, there was a deafening "roaring" sound.

In the dark, Mu Yunxiang looked at He An, who was hit by cow dung from the sky, obviously couldn't help but laugh out, and looked at Hea's angry frenzy expression and couldn't say.

“Little thing, it’s bad!”

He looked at the smile on his face and couldn’t help but smile.

With the beaded cow dung mixed with the fruity, only this small thing will think of such a trick, but this yin person's small bad embryo does see the more and more love of Jun Ling.

The heart is thinking that the small things are bad, and they will certainly not suffer in the future, and they can also protect themselves when he is not there.

If the thoughts in your heart are known to your own men, you will surely swallow a bowl of dog food again.

Fuck, what is the bottom limit, their master is definitely the representative of the pet wife mania!

“Broken, rumble...”

The more and more close roar came, suddenly shook the whole ground shaking the mountain, Hean had not yet reacted, until the complete reaction, shocked the face changed, even the head was smashed cattle dung things quickly put behind, towards the darkness quickly run.

But at this moment to escape, He An obviously still reaction is too late, just ran out a few steps, behind the Warcraft frenzy has been chasing He An rampage.

Looking at the hundreds of black heads pressing a large wave of Warcraft behind him, He An scared the whole person jumped up: "Ah, help, help, help, come and save me!"

A panicked scream spread out, He An worked hard in front of the rush, behind the black pressure of a chase, almost scared Hean soft legs and feet, and then it was really scared, straight to a big tree climbing up, holding the big tree dare not let go, afraid of falling into the mouth of the Warcraft.

Those Warcraft naturally do not want to grinned at He An's grunt, scared He An almost softly fell off.

“What a useless piece of shit!”He looked at him, frightened by the unrecognizable, and disdainful mockery.

“Come on, one night is enough for this shit!”He looked at him, his eyes cold.

The next scene, the clouds and the king of the Ling are not too lazy to see.

Jun Ling looked down at the slightly sleepy look on the face of the small thing in his arms, and said softly and gently: “Is it sleepy?”

“Hmm!”

Mu Yun nodded obediently, and automatically drilled into the arms of Junling, as if he had found a warm bed that moved freely.

“Let’s go back to sleep!”

Jun Ling was very fond of this small thing, who was so enamored in his bosom, he closed his claws and spikes, and was as clever as a lazy Persian cat!

...

The next morning, when the wind and cold came, they saw a noble and cold next to the clouds, and the silver robes of the man who was full of dust were full of eyes.

Guess the identity of this man in his heart.

They naturally felt the unfathomable mysterious and noble breath on this silver-robed man, swept by the pair of cold dust black eyes, and suffocated with breathless fear.

When he saw the harmony and nature between the man and the cloud, the eyes were even more surprised.

When Miss Miao Jiajiu met such an unfathomable and powerful man, why did they not know it?

Compared with the wind and cold, the face of Muyun Mo is still normal, and it is obviously acquiescing to the intimate behavior between the man and the cloud.

You know, this man is the granddaughter-in-law recognized by his grandfather!

"Sister Xuer is very happy, and she will not introduce this son?"

The wind looked at the silver robe man and the cloud before the behavior, the bottom of the eyes a little lost dark light flashed, the face is still a group of windy style, gently shaking the folding fan in his hand to look at the cloud next to the Jun Ling asked.

“Shut up your smile, this man is mine, stay away from him!”

The cloud looked at the face of the wind and cloud, the face of the cloud, snorted coldly, automatically pulled Jun Ling away from a step, and looked at Jun Ling's serious exhortation.

“Get away from him, lest you get broken!”

“All right!”

Jun Ling originally saw the smile of the wind and clouds of the flower branch of the appearance can not help but have a desire to be embarrassed impulse, but at this moment look at the cloudy face seriously look at his exhortation small look, but feel particularly interesting.

The beautiful face of the pure and dust slightly picked up the lip, and nodded to the cloud.

When he heard the head, the cloud was complete.

But the face of the wind and clouds on the side suddenly did not like to be happy, a face sadly waiting for the cloud: "Sister Xuer, you are too unkind, like this son-in-law such a good man with excellent style is rare in the world, you don't slander me!" 」

Hearing the words of the wind, the cloud picked up his eyebrows and looked at the wind and smiled coldly: "Young Master Wind, do you know how the cow died?"

“How did you die?”

He looked at the clouds and asked curiously.

“Blow to death!”

He smiled, dropped a few words on the wind, and he directly pulled the face of the pleasant Jun Ling and walked outward.

"Oh, haha, the cow was blown to death, how could I not know that the little lady was so cute, and finally the little lady had another advantage in addition to the yin people!"

In the dark, he looked at the shuddering face of the wind and laughing.

Even the cloud ink and the ink heard the words of the cloud, and could not help but tick the lips, and a face took a meaningful look at the wind.