Ordered to Marry Thrice, The Mysterious Wangfei

"Yes, yes, our family is the world's first beauty, your thirteen emperor is also the world's first handsome, but where is the best painter in the world going to find it?" Mo Ziting is a little troubled Blinking.

Hua Yuman giggled. "I don't know the world first, but the paintings from the sun are very well painted. Do you remember the paintings on the table that we bought at a stall?" That is what I painted from the cold sun!"

Mo Ziting heard it. "Really, how can you put it into such a normal table? How can it drift into the sea?"

Hua Yuman sighed, and the memory seemed to return to the past, and the whole body shrank.

Once, the table was brand new, and the painting was also put in with her. After the death of Yang, her whole person was groggy. At this time, there was a traitor in the palace. Got everything in her palace, including the table...

Suddenly, there was a warm hand that hugged her from behind. "Little feathers are gone, I will always be by your side..."

Little feathers don't know, in fact, whether he is away from the cold or the sun, he never left her, even if his own soul was beaten by Feng Mingmo and Wuyue Yue, his main soul has always been with him. Her, but she can't see it.

He guards her every night and night, watching her loneliness, watching her pain, watching Feng Moxi always accompany her, watching her go to the three countries for her own soul. corner……

At that time, he swore that if life can come back, he must love her with all his love. He is no longer as arrogant as he used to be. He can look at any woman in the world, just to wait for her. To be alone, I am only gentle to her...

Mo Ziting smiled and left, and gave this to the lover who had suffered.

Hua Yuman reached out and wrapped around his waist, whispering in a low voice: "Don't leave, you won't leave me, right?"

"Of course, we will never be separated again." Thirteen distressed caressing her face, and my heart hurts as well.

The two men embraced tightly, and for a long time they refused to separate until the snow marks came over. They were not afraid of death and coughed and interrupted them.

"From the thirteenth, Feng Mingmo came again. He left a challenge book and left."

Said, Michelle Marks threw a black and mad book of life and death to thirteen.

Thirteen took over and took a look. I was about to close it. Hua Yuman took a look at it, and then the palm of his hand was forced. A stone-like decisive book with a black contract spirit became a powder.

Mi Xuexie looked at her with surprise. He had to know that he had spent a lot of effort to ruin the decisive battle book. He had a fist, a sword, a force, and a fire. He had no use at all, but he did not use it. It’s ruined from the hoe, and it’s ruined!

Thirteen, some distressed hands raised up the small feathers looked and found that it was only a little red, he just let go

.

This is the proposition of the Protoss. When it is not destroyed, it must be played, and there is always a party to life and death. No wonder the little feathers are so angry.

However, the power of the small feathers can ruin the Protoss warfare?

He now suddenly understands why Feng Moxi has been searching for all the ancient treasures on the mainland for thousands of years. In this way, he gave all the small feathers in his own way, and he did not hesitate to lose the spiritual power of the treasures. For the little feathers to continue, grow her spiritual power...

Even he ruined the flowerbed, turning its powerful energy into a spiritual power for the small feathers themselves...

This man, really good intentions...

If he doesn't love small feathers, otherwise he thinks they will be the best friends!

"I don't want you to fight with people!" Hua Yuman looked at thirteen seriously.

Once, she thought that a decisive battle could really solve her relationship with Feng Mingmo, but she was wrong. Feng Mingmo took advantage of her trust and joined forces with the witch-shaped moon in the final battle to kill her favorite. For this, her world has been overturned.

Now, except for the sun, she doesn't believe it. Never let the things that happened once again come back again, never!

"Well, I am listening to you." Thirteen smiled and screamed heavily on her slightly messy hair, and there was a trace of sourness in her heart, a trace of regret.

In fact, he was wrong in the past.

"It’s almost lunch time, let’s go eat!” Hua Yuman smiled and took the hand of the sun away, and the snow mark was still holding the smile behind.

Because he suddenly realized that the ability to get away from the girl is really much better than before, and it is estimated that she has reached a point that she can't imagine. He will understand from the shock and surprise of the thirteenth.

At noon, when Hua Yuman was eating, the streets and alleys of the city had already begun to have many portraits of the wind, and there were three beautiful emperors and the disappearing big emperor, Yu Youyu, who had the affair of the Queen Mother. The three emperors, as well as the deceased Ma Du Fanjiang...

In short, this fascinating painting has swept the whole city away, and the spread of it is staggering.

The three emperors had been hurt by the injury. At this time, they were even more anxious and attacked. The wounds were not good, and they spit out a blood.

Just when he was about to enter the palace, there was a more important thing in the house. His side 妃印美衣 left a suicide note, saying that the three princes’ glamorous paintings made her feel uncomfortable and felt that she was struggling with the Queen’s life. Therefore, since the overflow from the gate of the city palace...

The three emperors were shocked and sent people to get the body of Yinmeiyi back.

However, some people soon discovered something even more amazing. The Indian-American body was pregnant. There was a coward who was crying in the body of Yinmeiyi. The three emperors were not able to smother the body. The scene was terrible. !

After hearing this incident, Thirteen only snorted. "In this year, time flies, it is not long before the New Year's Eve. On the New Year's Eve, I will sing a good show..."

Mi Xue traced his nod. "Well, let me give it to Feng Yin, and make sure that the finish is beautiful!"

On the other hand, Hua Yuman felt that the lessons of the Three Emperors were not enough. She said to Bai Judao: "Today is the last day of the prince of the strange month. Send a gift to him. He is not jealous of my medical school. Let the medicine get rid of him, and let him have no medicine."

After talking about the power of her palm, a group of dark mists flowed to the fingertips. She took a bottle and put it on her hands. "Make this black medicine together with the lucid medicine, I want him to even make a witch." The doctor can't cure..."

"Yes

. "Hundreds of oranges are happy to leave the bottle."

......

When he was wise to take the bottle of black medical spirit, he immediately went to see his own master.

"Master, my wife will use this medicine to deal with the three emperors. What kind of medicine is it suitable for you?"

Thirteen thought about it, "If you don't need poison, you can make it simple."

"Simple?" I don't understand.

In the thirteenth glimmer, there was a slap in the face. "It’s the kind that makes men don’t lift. The plan for New Year’s Eve doesn’t change. You talk with Mi Xuexue and Fengyin!”

"Yes." Absolutely left, thirteen went to the place where Fengmoxi lived.

At this time, Feng Moxi is playing chess alone. When he sees thirteen, he just faintly nods and speaks.

The 13th Trail sat down and picked up a black piece and took a step. "The small feathers ruined the Protoss' war."

Feng Moxi did not have an accident, and said indifferently: "She was originally a descendant of the Protoss, and there is nothing to ruin a battle."

Thirteen eyebrows, "You know everything!"

"Of course, I know more than you think!" Feng Moxi is not concealed. He knows that it is enough.

In this long life, in addition to following the beloved woman, he knows the secrets that have been scattered on this continent.

"What do you know?" Thirteen looked at him thoughtfully.

In fact, living for a long time is not the reason for knowing everything.

Feng Moxi gave him a look. "I also know that you didn't have a soul flying in the first place. It's hard to trace. Your main soul has been chasing her all the time. And, you think she loves you not, but deliberately died. Feng Mingmo's hand..."

"You..." thirteen stood up, surprised at the face, then sat down again and sighed.

"Actually, it is not intentional..."

"I know that you are just being seriously injured, between coma and death, you have chosen death, you have dispersed your soul... You are cruel!"

Feng Moxi’s phrase “You, very cruel!” let the heart of thirteen smash.

Yes, when he saw the sad and sad look of the little feathers, he knew that he was wrong.

Feng Moxi suddenly looked at the thirteen eyes very seriously. "I also know one thing... On the day when Man's child came, Qingyun City reappeared the mainland, when the light came, before everything happened, You must be well prepared. When the light is present, along with the magic light, it is a moment to become a god. The witch-shaped month is not clear, and it is also necessary to bathe in the light. If you have a god, no matter what, you can't let Mann get hurt again."

Thirteen silenced for a while, earnestly said: "Then I killed the witch-shaped moon before the small feathers were pregnant!"

"If you need it, you can come to me!" Feng Moxi took back the pieces in the thirteen hands, but casually and seriously said one.

"You can actually try to love others!" Thirteen stood up and looked at Feng Moxi's eyes a bit complicated.

This man is even more terrible than Feng Ming Mo!

Feng Moxi did not look at him and put the pieces in the board into the box. "You can actually try to marry others!"

Thirteen silent, unhappy and turned away!

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