Mo Xuan carried yellow skin, chickens and big gray rabbits to look at the square next to the fire: "Do you still want to roast the fire?"Let's go!"

I don’t know how reluctant that voice was.

"Only in the hole to catch this yellow skin stained with snow, now the clothes are wet, I bake, you go first!" 」He tugged his sleeves on the fire and walked.

“Okay, then bake it first.”Mo Xuan saw that his sleeves were indeed wet for the most part, and he was not strong.Take those little things alone to pull their hair.

"You're more worried about our little family than you."Let Mo Xuan work, so much trouble.He was letting Mo Xuan go, and he didn’t say half a word.

Go away from this brother.Fang Yao shook his head, the words had just fallen, and coldly heard a sound of broken wind coming.Look up, the cold is back.

Fang Yao stared at the cold, stunned for half a day.

I saw what robe, the boll, the wild boar, the hand was hanging on it, full, and the head of a brute was danding on her chest.If it had not been known that the cold suture was a daughter, the image in front of me would have been too strong.

Mo Xuan looked at the cold, and then looked at the hand of his hand, the corner of his mouth was smoking.They all hunt big guys, and they’re all little things.In contrast, it seems too small to look.

Only then do they feel that they are full of return, proud of not, encountering cold, and feeling compared to each minute.

"I'm not going to see it, I'll pluck it."

The more you look at the heart, the more you look at the more you feel that your face can't hang.

“Wait for me, I’ll go too.”He was also excited, and he got up in a hurry to chase Mo Xuan.

Before leaving, do not forget to give a thumbs up to the cold: "Master, you are very powerful."

The cold and faint glanced at the slender thumb of the eye: "As a man, the fingers grow so slender, it seems that before eating hard enough, before practicing, first bring two buckets of water around the Baihuitang two times."

Mofu lived in the master, and the practice of martial arts was to disturb them.And the Fang family yard is too small, not enough to show, Mo left the order, after the teaching square kung fu are to the shooting range of Baihuitang.

Founder's retraction hand, eyes wide-eyed carefully looked, so thick and cocooned fingers, where is the fine?

Master, there is no problem with the eyes!

“My master, is it okay?”He walked over to Mo Xuan and asked in a whisper to his eyes.

"Ignore her, this cold secret is a pervert, a woman, kung fu to do so well, in the future will not marry, who dare to want her!" 」Mo Xuan has a very good opinion on cold cues.But generally only dare to say it in the heart, because people's martial arts are high, and he is embarrassed.

"Don't say that, she's my master, give me a face."Fang Zheng stabbed him on the shoulder and knew that Mo Xuan did not like cold ware, but now since he worshiped the cold ware teacher, he must have a little respect for the teacher's way, and he could not allow others to comment maliciously or malign her.

“Okay, I’ll give you some face.”Mo Xuan is also refreshing, the main cold secret in addition to the temperament is too strict, there is no other problem.Especially she is still the people of his Chen Wangfujing, "I will not judge her at will, but Xiaozheng, you will have to suffer in the future, the area of this Baihuitang is not small!" 」

The water runs around the Baihuitang two times, and I think it is tired and panicked.

"Don't shoot your master's ass later, she won't eat this set, save some effort, practice more exercises and suffer less."

Founder did not take this matter to heart: "Before the master came, the second sister told me that she was arrogant and strict, more than lonely Mr., I was ready for me."Fortunately, I used to have a hard-working background in Taoyuan Town, and I should survive.Besides, I'm not patting her ass, but I'm sincerely praising her."

There was no distance, so I didn’t get a chance to see any real players.Even so, he also knows that the kung fu of cold and secret is also considered to be high-level, and he has always respected the strong.

Look at the square every mention of cold suture is full of worship, and the previous face of disgust is simply judged to two people, can not help but secretly at the mouth.

"I didn't expect the cold to take your heart so quickly."

Man, at first things change.

As soon as he finished, there was a sound at his feet.Looking down at the eyebrows, the robe 瓍絍秇秇秇秇秇糵糵糵糵糵糶糵糵糵糵糵糵糶 looked at

"It's no longer angry, the prince said, let you take care of it."The cold heart dropped a word and turned around and left.

Mo Xuan's mouth abrupt, staring at the dead big guys on the ground, muttered: "This mountain is no prey, clean up some large and ferocity back, for fear that others do not know how hard her cold monism is."

“Little Xuan.”Fang did not like to hear this, only to remind him to have more respect for cold and forget in a blink of an eye.

“What’s wrong, I didn’t say anything!”One did not slander, two did not slander, three did not denigrate, and he played with him.

I don’t know for a day, that’s a bad thing.

Mo Xuan put the chicken in his hand and walked to the side with the negative gas, and said that it was pulling hair, but even the belt meat was tossed down.

I didn’t know he was angry and busy.

Look at the two young Langs on the side of the cliff, one pouting angry, a low eyebrow please, I go, this painting style, how so strange.

"Your brother and my brother are all right, don't say that I think dirty, two big men, like little daughter-in-law."It was a hot eye, and Fang Yao said he couldn’t see it anymore.

"Xiao Xuan is spoiled by me, temper a little, Xiao Zheng just two years older than him, everything always let him coax him, this is not surprising."Mo looked away from his eyes and went to immerse himself in his burning business.

Fang Yao saw that Mo was not interested in and did not care at all, nor did he continue the topic.I saw the cold urin alone by wiping his sword, thinking about whether he wanted to say something in the past.For those who have a story, Fang Yao has always been very interested.

Think of her sex, or not.She is interested in the story, but she does not like the hot face to the cold ass.

Seeing everyone has something to do, she is idle.Fang Yao said, "I go out and turn around, pick some wild vegetables or whatever, are all tasteful, and go to the oil."

“I’ll stay with you!”Mo knew she couldn't sit still, and she wasn't reassured that she would go alone, and she was going to accompany her, "picking some winter fruit by the way."

Fang Yao nodded, so the two went together.

The mountain is lively and the teacher's celebration is held, but the Mofu is so quiet that even the needle falls on the ground.

Summer swallows holding tea cups, only smells and does not drink, and the face is calm and calm, and you can't see any abnormalities.But everyone in the house knows that this is a precursor to the storm.