Womanizing Mage

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The female swordsman is dressed in a lavender gown, holding a long sword in the cold, and smiling at the dragon.

"Big sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, you still have the style." Long Yi hit a haha, quite unnatural under the watchful eyes of the female sword.

"What do you want to do with your ghosts and joys?" The female swordsman put away his long sword and pulled a chair to sit down and ask.

The dragon smiled and unceremoniously opened another chair and sat down. He said: "The younger brother has no intention, but the two countries have not had time to come to visit the big sister, and I will leave tomorrow. There is no time to come again."

The female sword saint smiled deeply at the dragon one and said faintly: "I have something to talk about after the mountain. I can accommodate you in this small house."

"Which is the great god, I am only a little **** at best." Long Yixiao laughed, and he said that he couldn’t even count the little god. Whoever let him not wear any one in the Raytheon suit? east.

The female sword can be too lazy to bicker with the dragon, and the body shape flashes out of the door and flies away toward the back hill.

The wind is still soft, shaking the sway of the female swordsman on the top of the mountain. If you only look at this back, I am afraid that the man in the world can't escape this perfect mysterious temperament, but the years are ruthless, when it is beautiful. The pretty face is covered with a layer of years of mulberry, and the man who can read her is probably two-thirds less.

The female saint turned and looked at the dragon and stood at the point of a few steps to look at her.

"What are you looking at? I have a good look at this old woman." Female Juggernaut smirked that the general thing could not make her fluctuate with the heart of the wind and frost.

"How can a big sister call the old, that is mature? It is a kind of charm that comes out after the precipitation of the years." Long smiled.

The female sword was stunned, and she smiled and said: "The child who is fart big, how to say it to the old age, the people who don't know think that you are big with me."

The dragon smiled and the cloud was clear. He has gone through two generations. Life in the two worlds is more exciting than others. It may be that others have lost up in one hundred years. His feelings are naturally different. It was only a lot of times that he actually put himself on a layer of camouflage coat.

"Well, don't pretend to be mature, let me talk about your coming to me." Asked the female swordsman.

The dragon nodded a little. The face was re-attached with a bad smile, saying: "This time I want to ask my eldest sister for a thing."

"What?" asked the female swordsman.

When Long Yi indulged in organizing the language, he told the female Juggernaut about the water, including his doubts and worries.

"So how do you want me to help you?" asked the female swordsman.

"I want you to pay attention to every move of the water, perhaps sometimes she does not know what she is doing, if there is any abnormality, I hope that the older sister can help each other." Long Yi sincerely requested.

The female sword Sheng smiled warmly and said: "It is not impossible to promise you. There is only one condition."

"What conditions? If I want to sell the hue, I will never agree." Long Yi jumped back and said with a smile on his chest.

The female sword sings a pair of scorpions, a golden vindictiveness rubs the face of the dragon with a thunder, and leaves a faint red mark on his face.

Long Yi did not care, the red marks on his face disappeared without a trace. He stared at the female sword and smiled: "Sure enough, you have been concealing strength. You have already reached the realm of the **** of law."

The female sword is undecided, and laughs: "If you talk nonsense, you will break your face and see how you can seduce the girl."

"Big sister. You don't know this, even if I am ugly, the beauty is not crying and shouting and posting it, this is called the charm of a man, and has nothing to do with the looks." Long Yi carrying his hands on the front of the sword In the tone, there is no confidence in the tone.

Female Juggernaut, no, it should be called the female swordsman now. She swept her hair from the shoulders without words. She has never seen this kid. He hides too deeply, changes too fast, and makes people feel unpredictable. .

"I can help you pay attention to the water, the condition is to make Ximen no hate happiness." The black swords of the female sword god, such as two substantial swords, generally spurred the eyes of Long Yi.

The dragon was blinded and looked at the female sword **** without fear. The corner of his mouth was a smile. He said: "I don’t understand what you said. No hate is my sister. Let her feel the happiness between relatives. my responsibility."

"I say

Love, do you understand? "The female sword saint said faintly.

Long Yi is like a hind-brain being stung by a stick. For a long time, he pointed to a dull female sword and shouted: "You are crazy, you are perverted, and hateless love is not here." At her late husband."

"As long as you are willing, then her happiness is here." The female swordsman stared at the dragon and stared.

Long Yi raised his hand and put it down, took a deep breath and calmed down, staring strangely at the female sword. "You are really crazy, I think why my grandfather doesn't want you, you are a madman, you Don't tell me you don't know the name between your brother and sister."

The female sword **** changed his expression when he mentioned his grandfather in Longyi. He seemed to want to lose his temper, but he finally endured it. She said: "I am not crazy, Simon is not your sister, so you don't need it. worry."

Long Yi was really stunned this time. He looked at the female swordsman with a sly look. Her mind was full of her words: Simon’s no hate is not your sister.

"You...you said that no hate is not my sister, you fart, although not a mother compatriot, but have a father, does my father not know?" Long Yi was a little excited and violent, he came to this world It’s hard to accept the fact that there is a younger sister, and I really want to treat Ximen’s hatelessness as a pro-sister, but now someone tells him that she is not his sister, so he can’t stand it.

"Yes, he doesn't know." The female sword **** said faintly, she leaned over, her eyebrows scorned, and she was full of grief and helplessness.

Long Yiping set the emotions of excitement, and he felt a little funny at the bottom of his heart. He asked: "My father doesn't know, do you know?"

"Of course, the world only I and your grandfather know, even her biological parents do not know." The voice of the female sword **** slightly fluctuated, sighed, the look of the look of the undoubted.

The dragon looked at the female sword **** and muttered: "Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"Do you think I am lying to you?" said the female sword god.

"Isn't it?" The dragon pulled out a mocking smile, but his heart was never as sure as the surface. He knew that the female sword **** would never be targeted.

"I don't have to lie to you. If you do this, you should have a way to tell." The female sword **** looked at Long Yi.

The dragon is silent, and the past life is the pillar of the dragon group. He can use the original method to distinguish whether the two have blood relationship.

"Evaluate and whether you are true or not, I will change your conditions, I will use my greatest ability to make hateless happiness." Long Yi's smile does not know when it will condense and become stiff.

"Okay, I have no opinion." The female sword **** saw the expression of the dragon, and sighed and promised.

Long Yi’s thoughts were a bit messy. He had intended to leave. After returning for two steps, he turned back and opened his mouth but did not make a sound.

"I want to ask my Ximen no hate life? I can only tell you that she is not the blood of your Ximen family, the other can not tell." The female sword **** naturally knows the idea of ​​Long Yi, the first to gamble on the mouth of Long Yi .

The dragon exhaled a breath and shrugged off the ground.

I don't know when the dark night sky began to fade slowly, and the east was faintly white.

When Long Yi flew to the grassland yesterday, he was surprised to find that the four women did not go back to the hotel to sleep, but instead put a tent on the grass.

Big quilt sleep, if the former dragon one must not be drilled to take advantage of the cheap, enjoy the feeling of the left and right hold, but at this time, Long Yi has no such thoughts. He stepped back and forth in front of the tent and shook his head and said: "Is it true that no hate is my sister."

At this moment, the curtain door of the tent was suddenly picked up, and the unparalleled drilled out of it. The look of the face was refreshing, and I thought it would be spent in meditation last night.

"Dragon one, what's wrong with you? The mind is restless." Musou saw Longyi's look worried.

The dragon waved his hand and stood still. The curtain door that suddenly opened the tent flashed in. Unparalleled, I felt that something was wrong, and I followed it. When I entered, I saw that the dragon was sleeping in the middle of the West, and there was no hate, and the expression was uncertain.

"Double children, do you think that hateful looks like me?" Long asked softly as he turned his head.

There was something strange in the heart of the unparalleled heart. I thought for a moment and shook my head: "There is no place like it, no matter what the eyebrows or outlines are."

The dragon nodded a little, and suddenly the hand was like a wind to the nalan of the dream, Long Linger and Simon did not hate.

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