Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help sighing: "It's really a tragedy. www>

"Let's talk nonsense, they should come too."

With Ye Wushang's domineering wave, people couldn't help but surrender.

Soon, the three of them were in the backyard of a house, a dozen mercenaries lined up side by side, looking excitedly at Luo Liuling, their head.

Feng Qingcheng had a piece of dead grass in her mouth, and leaned on Luo Liuling's shoulder carelessly, and was dragged out by Ye Wushang's finger on the back of the collar. [

Looking at the dozen or so mercenaries in front of him, Luo Liuling was dressed in red, heroic, beautiful and enchanting, but he didn't dare to look directly.

"Did you hear what I said?"

"I heard it." More than a dozen mercenaries said in unison, with a burst of enthusiasm in their hearts.

"This woman is really vicious."

Feng Qingcheng stood aside and couldn't say a word, interrupting the turbulent atmosphere at once.

Luo Liuling raised his eyebrows slightly, with a sneer on his face: "I think it's time for you to find a wife."

"Daughter-in-law" Feng Qingche and Ye Wushang said at the same time, these words are so strange.

Luo Liuling was taken aback, she never thought that these two words would come out of her, it felt so familiar yet so strange.

Luo Liuling glanced at Feng Qingcheng lightly, and said lightly, "It's time to find a woman to discipline her."

Ye Wushang let out a long breath, relieved, and turned to look at Feng Qingcheng meaningfully.

Seeing Ye Wushang's meaningful glance, Feng Qingcheng's heart trembled for no reason, and when she looked at Ye Wushang, there was some inexplicable taste in her eyes.

It's still the same cynical smile, and the same evil and lazy attitude: "Woman, if you are like Master, then I will take it."

Luo Liuling pointed at Feng Qingcheng obliquely, raised his eyebrows and asked coldly: "I'll give you ten tricks, if you lose, you will wash all the clothes of my mercenaries for a month."

This kid, if you don't teach him a lesson, why is she called Luo Liuling?

After hearing Luo Liuling's words, Feng Qingcheng became annoyed all of a sudden, she jumped towards Luo Liuling in a flash, and shouted with extreme disdain: "Who wants you to let me go!"

In front of so many people, his blood naturally surged, without considering the consequences at all.

On one side, Ye Wushang clasped his arms and shook his head involuntarily. Now the spirit can be called a cunning spirit.

Luo Liuling turned around gracefully, turned sideways to avoid Feng Qingcheng's sneak attack, and raised the dagger obliquely, showing no mercy at all.

The dagger flickered around Feng Qingcheng like a spirit snake, dotted with silver lights, beautiful and fierce. [

A group of mercenaries surrounding the two of them from a distance immediately looked straight at them.That red agile figure, that constantly waving dagger, like an anemone blooming brilliantly in Luo Liuling's palm, blooming in bloom, beautiful and enchanting, but full of deadly chill!

Seeing sweat on Feng Qingcheng's forehead, he dodged left and right in embarrassment.

However, Luo Liuling didn't intend to let Feng Qingcheng go at all, if he didn't take care of this kid's vigor, he would be treated badly.

Luo Liuling's contemptuous smile came into his eyes deeply, Feng Qingcheng's heart felt weak, his feet moved slowly, and a red figure swept over domineeringly, directly on his leg bones.

With a click, Feng Qingcheng let out a muffled groan, and fell to the ground, grinning in pain and gasping for air.

The red figure flashed again, like a peony in constant bloom, magnificent and magnificent.

Feng Qingcheng's complexion turned pale, but she bit her lower lip, trying not to make a sound.