MTL - Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!-Chapter 1533 Fan outside 61- deity clothes you do not wear

Until noon, used lunch, Bai Xueling told him that the people in front of the door had not left, arguing today, Chu Muchen had to give a reply, to swear in front of them, not to swear by Sichuan Guoling, they only Willing to leave.

Evasion is not the way, Chu Muchen is not an escape.

After the afternoon, the front door of the house opened.

Chu Muchen stood in front of everyone in the silver and white robes. When he went out, everyone was quiet and looked at the distinguished Eight Kings.

The reputation of Chu Muchen is still very good in Chu Qianguo. If it is not Ling who also killed Chu Qianguo, he would marry the princess of which country, they will be blessed by his loyalty.

He wants to marry which woman can do it, that is, Ling does not work!

So the poisonous woman, Chu Qianguo is unable to accept her!

Chu Muchen stood there, without a word, his eyes looked at everyone with a sigh of relief.

For example, the face of Baiyu is very indifferent, and the whole body is covered with a strong atmosphere.

In the past, the Eight Kings, although indifferent, can be noble and clean, and today, he exudes a gloomy atmosphere, as if he had just come out of hell, he will always ask for them.

Mo Qingfeng, who had been sitting on the roof waiting to see him, came out with a smirk on her beautiful face. She didn't believe it, he could continue to hide.

Ling is also his beloved woman. Now he wants to swear in front of so many people. He is not allowed to marry her. His heart must be very uncomfortable.

"Don't you want the reply of the king? The king will reply to you now, this king will not marry Ling Princess!" Chu Muchen said coldly, the sound is like a thunder, even the ink and the singer Nandu heard it very clearly.

"Ling Ling Princess is a sultry woman. For her own lust, regardless of the lives of others, such a woman is not worthy of being the Eight Kings of Chu Qianguo. If the Eight Kings want to marry her, we will go to the palace gate every day. We don't believe that the emperor will kill us!"

"That's right, Rosen has a lot of women in the mainland, and there is no need to marry a woman with a slap in the face!"

"You can rest assured! The king said that he will not be jealous of the Princess, and the king of the king will always be the ink of the Qing Dynasty!"

When he was alone, he heard a cold, and the darkness of his body was thicker. He picked up his eyes and the slender phoenix gave a dangerous light.

The ink wind heard, unpleasantly frowning, this man is really damn!

Going back to the Qing House, it is already in the evening.

After dinner, Du Gu Zenan left from Qingxin Pavilion and returned to the courtyard where he lived.

Mo Qingfeng entered the space and had not entered the space for several days. I miss some of it here.

Entering the space, the first time is to come to the barrel to see the world, to go to the barrel, the dominating world is not.

Mo Qingfeng frowned, the dominance of the world has never left the barrel, not in the Lingquan, where did it go?

No matter where you go, it can only be in space.

Mo Qingfeng walked toward Linghu. He just walked a few steps. He heard footsteps behind him and listened to his footsteps. He was walking barefoot.

Mo Qing is a cold, and the Kowloon Pearl Space is her. Apart from her, no one can come in. Who is this footstep?

Turning around, Mo Qingfeng was shocked, just wanted to shoot, the other side hurriedly said: "Yiang, stop!"

"娘娘?" Mo Qingfeng exclaimed.

Who is this man in front of me?

Red-haired green eyes, white wins snow, thin lips and blush, delicate facial features, with a enchanting taste.

The body is long and straight, the chest muscles are sexy, the fingers are slender, and the nails are crystal-clear.

"Hero!" Mo Qingfeng cold, damn, such a perfect man, actually wearing no clothes standing in front of her?

She really wants to reach out and take off the group of things between his legs!

"Yiangzi, I am the dominating world, not the enchanting!" The beautiful man said, the voice is very sweet, his beauty is different from the beauty of the solitary Zenan, the solitary Zenan is as beautiful as him, but the breath is different, and the solitary Zenan is surrounded by a whole body. The dark atmosphere shrouded, and the man in front of him had a very clean smell, but it gave people a feeling that he was a demon.

Mo Qing Feng thought, he really is a demon, chicken demon!

"Masters in the world?" Mo Qingfeng looked at him up and down, oh, she was the first time so bold and naked to look at the nakedness of the beautiful man, and this man is not shy.

"Exactly." The dominating world said: "But starting today, I am no longer calling the world, this name is very ugly, and you will call me ghosts later."

"A few days have not seen, you have grown from a chicken body?" Mo Qingfeng curiosity, cultivation also has a level, Warcraft wants to be an adult shape, to break through the ninth-order superiors, it is too fast to cultivate, right?

"I was an ancient phoenix. Eight hundred years ago, I had already broken through the tenth-order intermediate. If the dragon **** sealed me, I would not become a chicken or a chicken."

"I will go out and get a set of clothes for you, come back and say." Mo Qingfeng was completely uninterested in his life. After it was soaked in the spring, she thought that there would be today, like the Lark, who can clear the building, she is a breakthrough. The nine-order advanced Warcraft, as long as the cultivation breakthrough, can be transformed into an adult shape.

Only she did not expect that the dominance of the world is so fast.

From the space, Mo Qingfeng went directly to the courtyard where Duolzen South lived.

The body of the dominating world is almost as high as that of the solitary south, and she wants to wear men's clothing to the solitary south.

Her steps are fast but light, and there seems to be no sound.

When I first arrived in the front yard, I didn’t push the door in. I heard the sound of the lonely and lonely voice in the south.

"Purple altar, it seems that you have been bought and bought by the wind. From today, you will follow the wind, the deity does not need you."

"The purple altar said that these are also for the owner. The owner will heal the injured girl every day, and will lose the repair and energy. If the wind knows the little master, it will be distressed." Purple altar.

"The deity will be measured, you roll!"

"Master, don't you care about the wind and the little master, don't care about the wind and the little master?"

"Roll back to the solitary castle and keep it in the wind, the deity does not need you! Roll!" The solitary south of the sound is cold, but also with the suffocation before the storm.

Mo Qingfeng stood outside, until it was quiet, she only pushed in the door.

Under the promenade, the one-on-one in the black is standing still, and the singer is deep, as if all the darkness between the heavens and the earth is covered with him, like the soul of Shura.

Hearing the subtle footsteps, Solitary Zeean retracted his gaze and looked at the ink wind and whispered. "Are you coming?"

"Take you a men's clothing." Mo Qingfeng said, slightly frowning, how did she see a trace of impatience from his bottom?

Du Gu Zenan Emei, the line of sight in her petite body: "You want men's clothing? The clothes of the deity, you do not wear."