Beautiful Rural Cook Girl

Hearing the sound, Feng Linghao and Yuening Qiqi looked back.

Yinyue's long silk dress in ice blue perfectly shows the identity of the temple of destiny. Under the interweaving of the sun and the moon, the two legs are indistinct, attracting the eyes of many men. Almost half of the men in the scene have their eyes on Yinyue, and even some people have come down.

Most people don't know how dangerous Yinyue is. Feng Linghao doesn't know what her methods are. However, she can know that this woman can be the head of the palace of life. There must be something extraordinary to guard against.

"Who are you? You dare to make trouble in our Alan's house. Today is our wedding banquet for our guests. If you are wise, please go away and don't force me to do it! I am Alan Feng, but I even beat women Alan Feng rubs his wrist and sees clearly the ugly faces of Feng Linghao and Yuening. He blocks them directly in front of them.

Silver moon glanced at him, "a guest of the Alan family? OK, I think you alanfeng and the spies of the Zhou Dynasty conspired to fight against the Siming hall. Come on, take the Alan family A thorough clean-up

The light voice dropped, and suddenly there was a fighting voice outside. A moment later, a corpse in Alan's clothes was thrown into the wedding hall, which scared everyone to copy the guy.

"You When Alan Feng looked at the corpse and looked up at the silver moon, his anger could not be controlled. He said, "how dare you play wild in our Alan's house? Let me meet you

With that, Alan Feng jumps up all over the place. Feng Linghao wants to stop him, but he has no way. It's too late. E-book shop www.txtinfo.com

Alanfeng is one of the top experts in Hualiu city. When she rushes toward Yinyue, she still doesn't meet her skirt. On the contrary, Yinyue is like a holy and pure goddess. Every move is very elegant and noble.

Xu is enough to play, and Yinyue's bare feet step on Alan Feng's chest, which is as light as a feather, but she kicks Alan Feng to Feng Linghao's feet.

"Mr. Feng, since you have played enough, you might as well go back with me. The third prince has been waiting for you for a long time. As long as you hand in the things we need, your wedding can go on as usual, and the casualties today will be greatly reduced." A slave like man knelt down on the ground, silver moon sitting on his back, playing with his nails, "you should think carefully, or the next step is not to let your friend faint so simple."

"Shao Si Ming, why do you want to kill us all? If you want a fruit wine formula, Feng will give it to you. " Feng Linghao protects Yuening, and Mo he is also guarding the moon. He looks at the silver moon with covetous eyes.

Yinyue took a look at Murong. Knowing that she was a Yang tracing person, she did not intend to let her live. She said, "if Mr. Feng had been so cheerful before, we would not have been so unhappy now. Now what I want is not only the formula of fruit wine, but also the weapon you use to blow up the underground palace. Shuo Ji said it was sulfur, charcoal and saltpeter. I can get the first two things, but what is saltpeter? "

"You want to know?" Feng Linghao asked.

If you don't want to know, she won't come here. It's just a matter of knowing.

Yinyue frowned, "tell me what saltpeter is, and then teach me to deploy that weapon, so that I can let your bride go. Now, Xuyang is thousands of miles away and can't come to save you. Yuening, please help me to persuade your husband to be obedient. "