Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

"Is it?" Mo Qingfeng swept through everyone, only to see everyone looking at himself with a very shocked look. In her heart, she was really famous in the world?

Is everyone knowing the ugly ink seven Miss Mickey?

"I will tell the girl's words to Situ's son as it is, and the girl in the ink please rest assured!" The old man said with excitement, he did not expect that the miraculous Mo Qingfeng would one day go to Anhetang.

"Is there any other medicine?" Mo Qing asked, she wanted to know how many kinds of medicines were recorded in the iron and blood.

"Yes! I will go here for you!" said, the old man quickly turned around, went to the medicine rack and took out a few bottles of medicinal herbs, let the ink wind sit down and watch.

Mo Qingfeng looked at the old man deeply. The old man should have more than sixty-five years of age, but she is respectful to her young girl. She also calls you, so that Mo Qingfeng is not used to it.

Is she so worthy of respect from others?

Viewing ten kinds of medicinal herbs in a row, only the ghosts of the ghosts and the millennial contiguous leaves, others are some of the finest refining medicinal herbs. These medicinal herbs are all complete, that is, the ghost face flower and the millennium chain leaf.

"Ink girl, these are the best medicines? Anhetang never sells fake medicines." The old man said, the old eyes look forward to seeing the wind.

"It's all good remedies. The refining time is long enough, the medicine is enough, and there is no oozing." Mo Qingfeng asked for a rejuvenation, and then went out to Anhetang.

Just walked to the door of Anhetang, I saw a group of people rushing forward. Among them, the Jinpao man in front of him looked cold and yelled at Anhetang: "Whoever kills the younger cousin, hurry up!" ”

In the first two steps of the solitary Zenan, the twilight is cold and cold, and it is cold into the bone marrow. "How do you kill this deity?"

"How? Naturally, let's take it!" The Jinyi man shouted: "Go! Give this young master to take him down!"

There are about twelve people coming, except for the Jinyi men, who are all blue-eyed film guards, and their martial arts are extremely high.

Of course, they are still not close, and Zou Younan has a wave of hands. He hasn’t seen how he shot, and the five people who came up in front of him have already landed.

The people behind were shocked and looked at the accomplices who fell on the ground. They dared not go forward.

The Jinyi man was also shocked. He looked at the **** heads with horror and then looked at the solitary Zenan. What happened?

He hasn’t been blind, his five shadow guards are dead, and the shot is too fast, right?

"What are you still doing here? Together!" The Jinyi man was afraid of being afraid of it, but he could not lose the face and the gas field of the Blues because of fear. The man in front of him is more powerful. The entire Shanhe Town is a blue land. He did not believe that they could escape from the town of Shanhe.

In the same way, they didn't rush to the front, they didn't know how they died. In the blink of an eye, they all fell down. The big streets were lying on a dozen bodies.

The Jinyi men saw this, and they were angry and angry, and more were terrified.

"Who are you?" Jin Yi men looked at Duo Zengnan with gaze.

"Would you be qualified to ask who the deity is?" The cold-stricken one-of-a-kind has become incomparable at this time, and has an unparalleled momentum.

Claiming to be the deity? That is the high man!

The man's face changed slightly. I don't know how to be good. The people I brought were killed. He couldn't rush to the stupid. He just repaired it, and he must have died before he took a half step.

But now that people are shining, they feel that they have no face. If they are known by the tribe, the tribe must laugh at him for being weak and timid.

At this time, he is really in a dilemma.

Advance, that is, death, retreat, is laughed at by the tribe.

However, thinking of the cousin who died, there is a temper in the heart of the Jinyi man. Soon thinking, he went back like this and told the people that Lan Zhuo was killed. How can the people laugh at him?

The tribes must come over and find them to settle accounts!

Thinking of this, the Jinyi man looked at Du Guenan in a haze: "If you have the ability, don't leave!"

Said, the sleeves left.

Mo Qingfeng looked at the back of his indifference and couldn't help but laugh: "He should go back and move the troops."

"There are more soldiers and horses who can't get away from the deity." Duo Zengnan turned his head and looked at Mo Qingfeng: "We will find a restaurant and eat while waiting for his horses and horses. How do you feel?"

"Okay, my stomach is also hungry." Mo Qingfeng looked back at the ghost: "Ghost charm, are you hungry?"

"I am hungry early, I want to eat a lot of meat now."

"If you want to eat, please go to Yuejun Building. There are all kinds of fresh meat, and the price is not expensive. If you say that Hong Laotou introduced it, the boss will send you half a catty of tiger meat." The old man came over and smiled and said to Mo Qingfeng.

Just after the ink of the Qing Dynasty, the soul was sold out, and it was sold at a high price. Other medicinal drugs are also very good for sale.

"Tiger meat is delicious! I want to eat tiger meat!" The ghosts are very stunned, and there will be a few altars.

Mo Qingfeng slightly frowns, tiger meat?

She has never eaten tiger meat. Since there is tiger meat to eat, then try it.

They came to Grand Hyatt and chose a box with a balcony on the second floor.

Ghostly loves to eat meat. Du Guennan gave him three pounds of fish, three pounds of lamb, three pounds of hare meat, and a pound of tigers, let him eat next to him.

Seeing that the meat is drooling, the ghosts are on a table and gorging on them.

Mo Qingfeng looked at his eating phase and raised his eyebrows. "You are not eating barbecue in the sheltered mountain? How can you be hungry like this?"

Like three months without eating anything, the table light is ten pounds of meat, there are two altars, and fruit.

"Small wind, when I eat, don't talk to me." Ghostly eats even her time.

"You can't take care of him, you can eat a little more." Du Gu Zenan gave her bowl of green vegetables. "There are barbecues in the sheltered mountain, now you eat more vegetables."

At their table, there are a few dishes of vegetables, chicken, beef and fish, and a pot of tea.

Du Gu Zenan smiled and looked at the ink wind, and the deep bottom of the scorpion was full of smashing.

Mo Qingfeng ate a few mouthfuls, but did not see him moving chopsticks and asked: "Why don't you eat?"

Who is expected to be alone in the South of the grievances said: "The deity to the wind, the wind does not clip to the deity, I am not in the mood to eat."

"Oh..." The laughter came from the ghost, and the ghost looked up and looked at Duo Zenan with a funny look: "Master, when did you become so skinny?"

"Shut up!" Duolzen Zean swept away, and a chopstick "flying" toward the head of the ghost.

Ghostly body flashed quickly, only to see the chopsticks lie in the front half of the wall, there are cracks around the wall.