surrender villain

Chapter 133 Young Life (seeking a monthly ticket)
Feng Miao was obviously not comfortable with her keen attention to the information of Little Rabbit, but she still expressed her feelings and said frankly: "I caught it, do you want to take a look?"

Fan Xiaoxi's eyes lit up, and he patted Feng Miao's shoulder with joy, his attitude was unprecedentedly friendly, "Yes, of course, when I come back from the latrine."

His Majesty caught a glimpse of her heartless smiling face, her handsome eyebrows were drawn together for no reason, and he held her thin white and weak wrist vigilantly, feeling inexplicably like he would never come back after he left.

Seeing Feng Miao's attack, Sun Xiaowu covered Fan Xiaoxi's eyes from behind Fan Xiaoxi, not to be outdone, preventing the two from continuing to flirt.

"Didn't you hear someone say you're going to the toilet? Let it go."

For the first time in history, Feng Miao did not go back, but stared at Fan Xiaoxi stubbornly and repeated earnestly, "Ji Mianmian, you promised to marry me."

"……Um."

"Being a chicken requires trustworthiness."

"..."

Fan Xiaoxi had a twitching vein on his forehead, feeling that something was wrong, Feng Miao didn't wait for her to respond, she muttered to herself, "I'm always uneasy, I've sent someone to find out about your parents , I have prepared the dowry, and I will order someone to print and distribute the invitations, and you can go back on your word..."

Fan Xiaoxi took away Sun Xiaowu's claws, met his deep and dark eyes, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, she lowered her head, and replied 'OK' softly.

The former responded obediently, and Sun Xiaowu sprang up and pointed at His Highness's tall nose and scolded, "Feng, what kind of ecstasy soup did you give the little demon? Ji Mianmian even said that he would follow me to Huaguo Mountain to cultivate immortals. How could you repent temporarily!"

Um?This dead monkey actually encouraged his daughter-in-law to go to a place full of wild animals running around behind his back to cultivate immortality? !
"Huh...Ecstasy Soup?" The smile in His Highness's eyes was slightly cold, and his mouth began to be blunt: "We call this charm, and it's normal if you don't understand it." A yellow-orange banana melted from the palm of his hand, and he gently peeled it off, revealing the fresh and sweet flesh inside. Looking at the fried-haired Sun Xiaowu, he said incomprehensibly, "Great Sage, let me have a shot?"

"It's better to wait for the moment when I strip your feathers off." Sun Xiaowu laughed back angrily, his red lips pulled out a cruel and merciless arc, his eyes stared at this lifeless guy in front of him like stagnant water , as if the other party was already a cold tombstone that was over five hundred years old.

Feng Miao put her feather fan against her chin and smiled, without any intention, "We'll wait and see."

His calmness made Sun Xiaowu's doubts disappear in an instant, and the moves that were about to jump stopped for half a beat and suddenly stopped.

This kid has a lot of eyes, maybe he is cheating.

Even so, the strong wind blown by the golden cudgel also shaved off a portion of Feng Miao's carefully cared for silver hair.

The soft hair as fine as silk fell to the ground lightly, and the figure of His Majesty did not move, but a few drops of blood soaked out of the originally porcelain-white and flawless cheeks, which was shocking.

"Yaoshou, you scoundrel, what are you doing to ruin someone's face!" Tang Ser changed into a brand new Liuyunbai fairy robe, with curly hair running up and down, and tremblingly rushed to Feng Miao and exclaimed .

Sha Xiaojing and Zhu Xiaojie also rushed over, and the four beauties appeared afterward. Seeing Feng Miao's injury, they hurriedly took out the wound medicine to stop his bleeding.

Thanks to His Majesty's prophet who told them to go to the west to invite three Buddha statues, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Sun Xiaowu's face was livid, but he also calmed down at this moment, letting Tang Ser whisper in his ear earnestly.

The moment the ointment was applied to the wound, there was a chill, Feng Miao glanced at the empty doorway from the corner of her eye, and flicked off the cotton ball in Chi Feng's hand, her expression lost her sense of composure, "Where's the person? Where's Chicken Mianmian?!"

　I updated today, no surprises!Accidents are not accidents!Cough, happy double festival everyone, I beg my brains to come to a wave of double monthly tickets to stimulate and stimulate ~ and more. . .The book review section wants to rebel (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Where is the king of Longwei!
　　
　
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