Black Lotus Tactics Manual

Liu Fuyi's face was solemnly manipulating the Jiu Xuan collection demon tower in the air, sweat dripping down his neck without realizing it.

In the middle of the clouds, Mu Sheng moved too fast, so that the crowd could only see a light yellow dangling. He used a blast of sparks to split a road, approached Mu Yao, and took off a steel ring on his right wrist. Slammed towards the water mirror-

The steel ring was like the Nezha's Qiankun ring, and the water mirror was instantly broken apart, and changed into the size of a hula hoop.

The water mirror was wrapped in a circle, struggling but twisting left and right, trying to open up and break through this humble circle, but it was like a balloon inflated and his neck was strangled.

The light of the demon tower is getting hotter and hotter, and the stubborn water mirror is like a loach in front of the towering tower, and it can't get rid of the ending being sucked into the tower.

The demon tower completed the task, turned around in place, turned off the lights, shrank the body staggeringly, and changed back to the small and exquisite appearance, and smoked to the side of Liu Fuyi, just like a pet puppy.

Liu Fuyi couldn't care about praising it at the moment. His face was pale, and his eyes were fixed on Mu Yao in Mu Sheng's arms for a moment.

Mu Sheng hugged Mu Yao in the waist and slowly fell from the air.

Far away, it looked like a small whirlwind that couldn't do it. When he got close, he realized how embarrassed he was: his clothes had been cut several times, and his face was also painted.

Miao Miao got her spirits up and looked at the sound of admiration carefully with the warm yellow light from the lantern.

Mu Sheng is a clear stream among the male masters in the pontoon pen. He does not wear white clothes or green clothes. When the hero rescues the beauty, the bright and soft goose yellow is only worn by the girl.

This goose yellow is very light, striking and not eye-catching. A black edge was pinched along the edge of the collar, which was hard and overbearing. The clothes he wore on him didn't show any softness, only pretty.

Not only that, he also wore a tall ponytail. From the front, you can see the white hairband at the end is just right in the hair room, a juvenile atmosphere from the inside out, like the lemon fragrance in the glass bowl.

His hair was extremely dark, and his forehead was slightly curly, and he naturally separated to the sides, revealing a beautiful and soft beauty tip. His forehead was fair, and he looked up, and his black eyes were extremely bright, as the two moons reflected completely in the lake water.

Miao Miao sighed once. The cents and the beauty are really a perfect match.

Secretly sighed again, Mu Sheng is not exactly the same as she imagined.

Most of the pen power of the pontoon is concentrated on Liu Fuyi, writing about him as soft, lonely, cold and passionate, trying to use a large number of physical descriptions to highlight the volatile and strange charm of the actor, so that I will see Liu Fuyi in the first place. You will be able to get seated.

In contrast, the poor male No. 2 Mu Sheng did not even describe the appearance.

If it weren't for Black Lotus to use her own special skill to explode sparks and expose her identity, she didn't believe it at all.

She thought that as a qualified black lotus, it would be the kind of low-key and gloomy temperament that does not show the mountains and the water.

In front of him, the teenager came far away, with a pointed hair tail, swinging up and down, reminiscent of the first goose yellow spring flower in early spring, or the new buds on the wicker, or a bite of a full orange Juice splashed.

Such a person is actually a sick, split personality, psychopathic, like a flower that has long been necrotic inside, how can this not be desperate?

Mu Sheng and Liu Fuyi have quarreled.

"I just went out and picked a medicine, and Sister Ai could have an accident. What the **** are you looking for? I told Qian Qianwan to let you accompany her, don't leave her alone, you ..."

"A sound ..." Mu Yao's weak voice sounded. She lay on the bed of the Western Chamber, stretched out her slim arms, and pulled Mu Sheng's cuff.

Just before the grudging Mu sound changed his face, he looked at Mu Yao tenderly, "Sister, do you hurt?"

His eyes were rounded, his long eyelashes were clearly rooted, and a tough arc was bent, and his dark eyes reflected Mu Yao's face. Such an innocent look seemed to hurt him instead of Mu Yao.

Ling Miaomiao caused the goose bumps to make this change.

Mu Sheng's skin is white, like a clear white jade, and the blood on his face is particularly abrupt and shocking.

Mu Yao looked at his brother's face, as cold as her, and was forced to smile a little: "I'm fine."

"But I hurt ..." Mu Sheng grabbed her hand and put it on her face, even spoiling her.

Mu Sheng gave birth to a delicate face.

In the end there is no blood relationship, although the two sisters are very beautiful, but it is not a kind of beauty. Mu Yao's beauty is reminiscent of the white snow on the top of the mountain.

Mu Sheng is just the opposite. He is a poisonous flower with a passion in his eyes, and there is a youthful and depraved beauty between teenagers and girls, which can seduce people to sink.

Mu Yao coughed twice, turned a blind eye to the coquettishness in front of him, and drew back his hand indifferently: "Go back and take the medicine, and still have the strength to shout here?"

Kind and pure Mu Yao thought that his well-behaved brother had blown Mao for a while before being aggressive to Liu Fuyi, feeling that he was not polite.

Mu Sheng was stunned, and looked at Liu Fuyi lightly. The threat in his eyes flashed away, and was immediately replaced by a wronged expression. The long eyelashes overturned, as if the fan clusters were sluggishly unable to fan,

"Sister, I didn't get angry ... If I were not back today, you almost had an accident! I told him not to leave you alone, can't I wait for a moment?"

Liu Fuyi stood aside, staring at Mu Yao distressedly, eyes full of forbearance.

"Okay." Mu Yao rubbed his temples patiently and said: "I let Fuyi go. I'm fine, I'm not a child, I still want people to watch. Fuyi wants to catch the big demon quickly. live."

"Is demon catching more important than my sister's life?" Mu was angry and suddenly raised his tone. "He put you in the room alone, don't you blame him at all?"

He glanced at the wedding dress that Liu Fuyi could take off in the future, and hated, "He ran to get married with another woman!"

"Mu Sheng!" Mu Yao was finally angry. "It's said that Fuyi was known to me. The matrimony is just acting. Why don't you let go of it?" She took a breath. "How did the father and mother teach you?" In addition to the Demon Guard House, how can you be a greedy life-and-death generation? "

Mu Sheng was energetic, and stepped back with two teeth.

Liu Fuyi couldn't help but flung to the bed and hugged Mu Yao in his arms, closing his eyes: "Yaoer, it's me bad, it's me bad ..."

Mu Yao's anger instantly turned into water tenderness. She held Fuyi's face: "Don't blame yourself, Fuyi, it's right to take care of the overall situation, A Sheng is also anxious ..."

The foreheads pressed against each other, and they began to linger to express their affection. The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally changed into a whisper.

Ling Miaomiao peeped at the sound of Mu, who was standing stiffly aside and clenched into a fist. He was pleased: if anger could turn into fire, Mu Sheng would definitely burn the whole house at the moment.

The next second, she couldn't laugh, and the salty and bitter liquid flowed into her mouth. She touched her face with tears.

What's going on, she was crying uncontrollably!

Miao Miao desperately recalled the original plot: Ling Yu, who was chasing Fuyi and running to the West Chamber, saw the protagonist Yuanyang Xiu Ai, knowing that her dream of marrying her sweetheart was broken, and she could n’t stand immediately. .

Ling Yu's disappointed look was taken into account by Mu Sheng who stood aside.

The black lotus flower was so sensitive to human relations, he suddenly saw Ling Yu girl Huai Chun's careful thinking, and instantly doubted her.

In other words ...

The teenager in the goose-yellow shirt turned around and walked towards her in the corner step by step. His eyes were black and watery, like a lake in a wave.

His eyes fell on Miao Miao's tear-stained face, and he looked at it lightly. With a slight pressure on the corner of his eyebrow, a cold flash of murderous intention flashed quickly.

Immediately, he smiled and raised his eyes: "Miss Ling, the tiger's mouth is so lucky to escape, I wonder what you cry?"