Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

The night feathers said coldly: "I will not pursue you for the fire."

"Master, you can help me beat him..." The fire spirit stood on the night feathers and screamed.

"Great, girl, you are kind, Buddha bless you!"

When the fat man listened to the night feathers, he did not pursue it. The stomach that had been squatting immediately did not hurt. He turned and jumped up, raising his hand: "Girl, then I will go first!"

"Stop!"

"I didn't move!"

The fat figure suddenly stopped, he already knew that his most proud speed, in front of the night feathers, like a child.

"Those things are stolen by you!"

The fat man stood there, did not speak, and the moment was silent in the cave.

Two seconds later, the fat man had a mouth: "No!" The body ran to the hole, and the case was committed. It is a fool to stop running!

The fat man said suddenly, scared the child to jump.

Qinger is still in the same place, and the body of the night feathers is followed by the fat man.

噗通!

The fat man’s body, which is nearly two hundred pounds, was lying on the ground by the night feathers.

"Girl, have something to say, let me say it." The fat man lay on the ground, his eyes turned around.

The short knife in the palm of the night feathers whirls, and the knife man points to the fat man and says, "Where are those things?"

"It's not me!" The fat man grievances, and he squeezed his tears.

"Master, master, it is him. When I first came home, I saw him coming out of my house and stealing my grass. I chased it all the way." Fire spirit proudly stood on the shoulders of the night feathers. Finally, I can help the owner.

The night feathers smirked at the corner of his mouth, and the killing of his body gradually disappeared. The younger child next to him made a look: "Tie this guy."

"Well, Miss, hey, little fat man." Qing Er did not badly tied the fat man on the ground to a big tree outside the hole.

The fat man has been pointed by the short knife in the hands of the night feathers, and dare not have the slightest movement. Let Qinger tie himself into a blind man.

The night feathers are cold and cold: "I will give you another chance to say where those things are, you can suffer less."

When the fat man saw this time, he simply put away the wretched face on his face and said: "You have the ability to kill the fat man, and I am not here. I want to kill it."

The night feathers found a flat stone and sat down: "Qinger, he gave it to you, our medicine is in his hand."

Qing Er glanced at the fat man who was tied to the tree, and his face was constantly running with bad water: "Miss, can you do anything?"

"With you, I only need the result." The night feathers are flat and the short knife is constantly rotating in the palm.

"Well, little fat man, my sister will make you want|Xian|Desire|Death." He said, Qinger squatted in front of the fat man and reached out to solve the fat clothes.

The fat man’s eyes looked at Qing’s movements, and suddenly there was a very unpredictable feeling in his heart.

Qinger pulled a few grasses and took off the fat shoes.

The grass in the hands is constantly fiddling with the fat feet of the fat.

"Haha, haha, ha... Hahahaha, no, no, haha, stop, stop." The fat man could hold back at first, but couldn't help it after a minute.

Qing Er was playing there, and looked at the fat man who was about to break his breath: "Hey, dare to steal the things of my lady, I am impatient with you. Today, my grandmother wants to kill you alive. You can't say it."

"No, no, stop, I, I can't breathe." The fat man wants to cry without tears. It has been half an hour. For half an hour, is this little girl lying on the ground not tired?