This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

The old emperor of Nanyue poured blood mold and burped.

The clouds are obviously a sad reminder. It is clear that it is abandoned after being affected, but it gives the disguise into self-contained.

Well, after his death, he assumed the name of a dutiful son.

It's just a laugh.

Tsing Yi even feels a bit unfortunately, and the cloud is here, she is unhappy, but it is a kind of teenager!

Unlike Xiao Jue, a beautiful and mature uncle, he is full of youth.

Tsk, such a good-looking person is gone, it's a waste.

This idea is only in the brain, if you say it.

Hehe, some jealous **** is really going to make trouble!

South Yile is now turning to this, let alone talk about the British charters of the United States.

What followed was the battle of the prince.

Cheng Wang has been squinting in the palace, did not return to the Wangfu.

For this guy, now let him give him the unlucky, and it is better than going back to Wangfu.

After Tsing Yi got up lazily, he went to have breakfast.

"What?"

Tsing Yi rushed Ziyi asked.

Ziyi is picking with the shrimp skin in the dummy soup, the brain must not lift it, one side of the soup: "Ghost knows in which angle is staying."

Tsing Yi swallowed the wonton stuffing fed by Xiao Jue in one bite, and said indistinctly, "The trouble caused by that fellow is not trivial. Now that the old emperor of Nanyue has also died, he has one more crime."

"He is dead, there is a soul left, and you have this evil woman, and what many sins have a little sin?"

Ziyi is another hot soup, and it is cool.

Yu Guang saw the dull skin in the bow, directly stretched the chopsticks directly: "You are a waste, how to eat meat, don't eat skin, give me a meat, I don't think about it."

Just as he stretched out his hand, Xiao Jue used his chopsticks to pick it apart.

"Solitary."

He taking the skin, taking the green clothes, this is the taste of his two couples.

How can this old club be mixed up.

"Want to eat the skin? Come on, I'll give you the Prince's." Mo Chi pushed his wonton blunt bowl towards Zi Xiao.

Zi Xiao glanced at the soup bowl with disgust on his face. The biting is broken, he is sick, this little parques is surreal!

Tsing Yi has a dull filling, suddenly Zhang said, while chewing and bleaching: "Hot ..."

Just asked by Ziyi, he forgot to blow the spoon, and the little mouth of the wife was hot.

"I still spit it out."

He ate like a small hamster in green clothes, but his mouth was hot and he refused to vomit, so he chewed and swallowed hard.

"Will you serve someone, or will I do it for you!" Mo Chi couldn't hold back when he was beside him.

This daughter and dog rice have a taste, and the snake should be made up early.

Xiao Jue gave him a cold look, "Why doesn't Prince Mochi go back to sleep for a few hours?"

Daytime, what dream!

Several people at the table were making a fuss, and suddenly became quiet.

Zi Xiao put down the soup bowl and turned his head to look out: "It seems that there is some excitement coming to the door."

Tsing Yi had almost eaten by now, and wiped his mouth directly on the shoulder of the Great Emperor, grinning happily: "It's really time for these unlucky **** to come, let someone bring them in. "

Xiao Jue glanced at the oil stains on his shoulders and gave her a smirk, you slacker.

He was just a little bit slower, and as a result the clothes suffered.

Xiao Jue sighed, "I'll change first."

Tsing Yi looked at him with a smug look on her face, her brows twitching.

"Naughty." Xiao said lowered her, but it was full of favor.

This is a little bit of trouble, although the temper is more violent than before, but it is also more lively and trick.

Xiao Yu is gown.

Not much time, Yunzhou came in from outside, followed by a group of people behind him, is being a person in the east door of Cheng Tianzhu.

Tsing Yi walked lazily down the corridor, looked at Cheng Tiangang and the others in the courtyard, and stretched.

I'm full, I want to sleep...

"Cheng Tiangang, why don't you take your fellow apprentices to find another mountain and come to this seat?"

Tsing Yi is lazy to stare at him, picking half of the eyebrows, taking a few points of abandonment: "The old lady does not give ugly dog ​​dining, where do you get cool!"

Cheng Tiangang and the others looked a little embarrassed, what they said...

He took the lead in the ground, "Small people come to thank princess today ... No, Xie Qingyi Wang Xiu's respective!"

Cheng Tianzhu said, "If it is not your words, I am still in the drum, but also in front of the so-called blade, help the kickness!"

"The Dongji Daomen has now dispersed, and the brothers and sisters who are still alive in the rest of the sub-views have also come to Yundu these days. They said that when the incident happened, they escaped thanks to the expert's protection."

Cheng Tiangang glanced at Yunzhou as he spoke, with gratitude in his eyes.

After speaking, all of them faced Tsing Yi and bowed again.

"Today, Cheng Mou brought all the brothers and sisters to bid farewell. There will be no Dongji Daomen in the world in the future."

Tsing Yi looked down at them, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he snorted lightly.

"Since I live, I will live a person in the future."

At this point, she paused for a while, and then asked aloud, "But what are you going to do in the future?"

Cheng Tianzi smiled, "I haven't thought about it yet, but I don't have the strength, I will make up for those stupid things committed in the past."

Tsing Yi listened, got a sound, whispered a sentence: rationality.

But there was a smile on his face.

She twisted her neck and hooked her lips: "Since you're all here, and you've decided what you're going to do in the future, I'll give you a parting gift from this seat."

Tsing Yi drew a circle with her fingertips.

Vaguely, everyone seemed to see a black line appearing on her fingertips, extending into the distance.

The next moment, everyone only felt that there was a strong wind blowing in front of them.

Except for Cheng Tiangang, the rest of the original Dongji Daomen couldn't see what happened.

pat!

Tsing Yi snapped his fingers, and the next moment, something suddenly appeared in front of them.

The black thread wrapped around Tsing Yi's fingertips was wrapped around a man's neck.

And the look of that man...

Why do they look so familiar?

"East Pole!!!"

Cheng Tiangang roared angrily, and the rest of the people also reacted.

This is the East Pole!

They are regarded as gods, the **** who has believed in for many years!

He was also merciless, and shot their brothers and sisters! Killed his own disciples! !

"King Tsing Yi, what are you doing, let me go!!" Dongji roared, pulling the black rope around his neck and trying to break free, but it was completely futile.

Tsing Yi looked at him contemptuously, and sneered:

"Originally, I wanted you to devote yourself to you, but I have been thinking about it. You have played so many people to death, how can I be so magnanimous?"

"You, just be a mad dog!"