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

Xiaobai understood, stood on his shoulder, and looked at the bird coldly.Bai Xiaosheng Novel Network www>

The red clothes in the red building rustled, and above the sky, their eyes rolled around, as if they were thinking about something.

However, Honglou knows that today is not conducive to her life.

With a cold glance, Hong Lou laughed wildly on the bird: "Luo Liuling, today is your good luck, but it's just the beginning."

The hair fluttered, the bird gradually moved away, and soon disappeared in front of everyone. [

There seemed to be a trace of rage in the air.

Luo Liuling turned around quickly and came to Taotao who was holding Cang's body. She didn't cry or make trouble, but her eyes were very dull, and the corners of her mouth were still smiling, muttering to herself.

It seems to be talking to Cang about the love between them, and their memories flow like water.

"Take Cang's body back and bury it properly."

Luo Liuling stood in front of Taotao, sighing in a low tone,

Lifting his eyelids, he saw Ruo'er fainted not far away, after a few ups and downs, Luo Liuling came to Ruo'er.

Seeing that there seemed to be a dark peach blossom blooming on her collarbone, it looked very strange.

What is this, it seems to be connected with the skin, inseparable.

Although the rest of the people were not injured, they were also quite frightened.

Soon, several people rode back along the mountain road.

Along the way, there was silence, no one spoke, no one made a sound.

Everyone's faces were very ugly, although the woman left, but the unfathomable martial arts, and the skill of controlling beasts made everyone silent.

"Ling, I have something to tell you."

After being silent for a while, Feng Qingcheng finally spoke, her tone was full of frustration, Luo Liuling's eyes flashed a complex look, and she nodded.

Turning around, he whispered a few words to Aofeng, his eyes swept towards everyone, and then he turned around.

Luo Liuling swung his whip and ran on the mountain road, behind him was Feng Qingcheng in red, and soon, the two of them moved away from the crowd.

I stopped at another trail, and the clouds and fog left only a white and red dress floating in the wind.

"Ling, are you blaming me?"

The two stood one behind the other, neither of them could see the other's expression. [

His tone was bleak, and he seemed extremely depressed.

A low sigh came from Luo Liuling's mouth. She didn't resent anyone. After all, he was in the dark, and all conspiracies and tricks were hard to guard against.

The hair is tangled, flying in the direction of the wind.

Luo Liuling was about to speak, but saw a figure appearing on the trail in front of him, vaguely, because of the fog, he could only see the figure scurrying around.

Seeing that Luo Liuling did not speak, Feng Qingcheng opened his mouth, but was quickly covered by a slender hand, and Luo Liuling's voice came from next to his ear: "Shh, there is someone on the other side, follow me."

Feng Qingcheng followed her silently, although she was in a bad mood, her pace was not slow, but after a while, she and Luo Liuling followed her.

Hiding on the towering old tree, staring at a figure with panic, constantly looking around, in a trance, Luo Liuling finally saw clearly who this person was, the old bustard of Fengyueju.

Soon, Luo Liuling saw another person. Although he was dressed in black, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

"Master Yun," the old bustard rushed to the man in black with a bit of anxiety on his face, and said anxiously, "It's not a big deal."

The man who was called Master Yun by the old bustard had a pair of cold eyes, and his tone of voice was also horrifying: "What's wrong?"