Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

What made Huang Mingfeng suddenly open her eyes and stare at Hua Canling was not that face, but the last word she said!

"What did you say? You said you saved the emperor six years ago?"

He did not indicate his identity, but was covered by the night. His yellow robe was not obvious, his voice was deep and powerful, and there was a faint threat: "you know, nonsense is going to be killed! Besides, when has the emperor been in trouble? Don't commit more oral disasters in order to save your life, it's not worth it!!

The tone was a little angry.

Don't think you can be a lifesaver if you draw a red tear mole on your face!

Hum, Beijiang, the people in Beijiang are so hateful!

How can we find out what happened to him six years ago and want to design him?

Hum!

Hua Canling didn't expect that Huang Mingfeng thought so of her in her heart.

At the moment, she pretended to shrink carefully and said, "I didn't talk nonsense! At that time -..."

She won't show her identity foolishly, only saying that she is a new distant cousin.

He knew some Kung Fu. When he was 11 years old, he went to Kyoto with his cousin and uncle. Then he hunted a white tiger in the Prajna temple, but he didn't expect to save a person by mistake.

And that man is the Holy One today.

Now I wonder if I have the luck to hunt a head or something.

She pretended not to know Huang Mingfeng. She said this deliberately as a bodyguard alone in the palace.

As soon as the words came down, they completely recalled all the memories of Huang Mingfeng.

That year, he was only eighteen.

He sneaked out of the palace with his bodyguards and played in the back mountain of Prajna temple. On the back mountain, there was a ferocious man eating white tiger, which killed all the five bodyguards he took.

Only he ran desperately and ran desperately. Finally, he was caught up by the white tiger.

Seeing that he was about to be buried in the mouth of the tiger, at this critical juncture, with a loud arrow, he wore the tiger's head and his eyes through his head!

The white tiger fell to the ground and twitched, but for a moment, he died.

And he, frightened by this, passed out.

However, when I closed my eyes, I saw a girl in a sassy sky blue dress running towards him with a bow and arrow. The most obvious thing was the red beauty tear mole on her face!

Huang Mingfeng suddenly stretched out her hand, caught Hua Canling and rubbed the beauty's red tear mole on her face!

Want a red mole to confuse me?

Hum!

Who knows, he rubbed several times and almost rubbed off the little girl's face. The red mole was still well hung on people's face.

Hua Canling was so rubbed that he didn't cry out in pain. That's not the upper body of the opera spirit:

"Oh, men and women don't give and receive. What do you want?"

"Why are you rubbing my face?"

"Asshole! Let me go! Otherwise, I'll tell the emperor and let him punish you!"

……

Next to the evening primrose tree, a pair of Bi shadows entangle with each other, one entangles, one hides, one insists on hatred, and the other resists.

After a while, Huang Wufeng took back the hand of the tyrannical girl's face.

"Didn't you draw it?"

It was really Hua Canling who struggled badly. He let her go, but muttered his doubts to himself at the same time.

"What painting? What is painting? Oh, are you talking about the red mole on my face? I'm really sorry. It's going to take root and sprout on my face since I was born. Can it be painted casually?"