Mixed Miners

In the Queen’s Palace, rushed to change the coffin of the half-old moon-white dress, endure the heart of the swaying, pick up the gleaming star crown and put it on the head, and insert it from a wooden A red flower in the vase took off a petal, and the lips twitched gently on the petals, then looked at a simple tub, and the water rippled in the water, showing a flying face, double Lips are red. X

Yang Ling took seven wives to the elves' homes. All the elves stood up and screamed. The elves' girls sent Yang Ling a lot of flowers, and there were many elves who also gave His seven wives sent a lot of flowers.

I went, Yang Ling's face was a little black, and the eyebrows jumped.

A few women grinned and smirked, and the flowers of the male elves were more enthusiastic. The singular Xue Yuqin even hugged a handsome male elf and gave him a few candy. The sweet taste almost made the elf happy and fainted. Several women went away. He still smirked with a stump.

The reason why several women did this was because Yang Ling told them about the sufferings of these elves before they came, especially now that they are wearing a ragged malnutrition, and they have a special pity, and they are actually the most What I want to see is the elf queen's coffin and Amo who saved Yang Ling's life, and there is a similar thought in each other's hearts. These two women may become their own sisters in the future.

The enthusiasm of several women just irritated all the elves, more men ran around with flowers, and even a big sunflower with a sieve, looking at Yang Ling’s stinky face, a few women almost laughed. Hey.

It is still a few tens of meters away from the Queen’s Palace. I saw a woman wearing a white dress and a star-shaped crown. The elegant woman holding a bunch of flowers quickly came out of the palace gate, but the moment she came out, the smile on her face. Suddenly, I settled, because the excited cheeks and cheeks slowly turned pale, the body shook slightly, and the flowers in my hands almost fell to the ground.

Are these women of the king? They are so beautiful and young! Wearing such a beautiful dress, each one is a hundred times more beautiful than yourself.

And he is like a clown, wearing the best clothes, still so shabby.

Almost immediately, the heart of the coffin fell into the ice cave, and the body began to become cold.

The seven women also stopped almost at the same time, and the eyes and the gods fell on the woman at the same time.

This is a different woman, elegant in appearance and noble in temperament, but at the same time, she feels the feeling of being lower and lower in this woman. As smart as they are, of course, she instantly understands why this woman has such a big mood change. .

"Ling, this time I took some of my wife to your Ramadan Festival, I hope you will not mind!" Yang Ling did not find the change of the look of the coffin, smiled and strode up.

After the body of the coffin shook, it came back to the gods, and quickly took off the star crown and slammed it on the ground: "The coffin welcomes the return of the king, and is grateful and grateful for the arrival of several kings!"

Yang Ling sighed slightly in his heart, then bent down to support the arm of the genius and said softly: "Get up, you are the queen of the elves, and you don't have to swear at me later."

The coffin shook his head: "You rescued us from the darkness of the dark, and you are our eternal king. All the elves here will be your people, unless you want to discard us. !"

"How come!" Yang Ling waved his hand, reached out and took the flowers from the hand of Lingbi and smacked it under the nose. He was intoxicated and said, "Is it really sweet, is it for me?"

There was a hint of surprise on the face of the coffin. "Thank you for your compliment. Can I meet your seven kings?"

"Of course, I just took them out of my heart, maybe I have to take care of you for a few days!" Yang Ling smiled and turned his head and greeted his seven daughters who came to show each other and heard a loud surprise outside the camp. "Is my man back?"

I soon saw a woman in a purple long skirt carrying a skirt, rushing in from the camp gate.

Yang Ling: ...

Well, I feel like a wildfire on the same group, and then open the two slender legs, if no one is wrapped around my waist, Yang Ling is a little embarrassed, but her hands are still very light and squat on her ass. I still couldn't help but gently lick it.

I haven't seen it for a few days, I have grown a little longer, my **** is softer, my skin has become smoother and moister, my chest... um, it has become a lot bigger, with a feeling of qq bombs, chest test has b Cup!

It’s only been more than ten days since I came back! Yang Ling has some feelings and continues to follow this way. The scale will not be small in the future.

"Amo, seeing the Queen to be polite!" Yang Ling let go of his hand, and the woman slid down some reluctantly, and then saw that there were seven extremely beautiful women around, one with a gentle Smiling looking at her.

Amo changed very nervous. From the seven women, she felt a lot of pressure from the inner pressure. These women must have an unusual relationship with their own men. At the same time, her heart also rose. A helpless, unrestrained stretch of hand grasped the arm of the coffin and wanted to find a comfort from her.

Sun Xiaojing looked at the purple dress on Amo's body, and her heart was very bright. This set of robes was specially prepared for Xiaoqing Auntie on the nine days of the tenth Qinqin Dragon Star~www.wuxiaspot.com~The number of vestments she made by herself 100,000 sets, only this set is the most special, not only the material is special, the meaning is also the most special, is a gift, but this gift is actually worn on this elf woman, you can see Yang Ling's love for her.

"Amo, let me introduce you, these are my wife..."

When Yang Ling’s words were not finished, Sun Xiaojing gently pushed him away and said, “Now is the time for our women. Let’s go to your business!”

Han Xinglin is also helping out. "Husband, let's go, we will get along well with Ling's sister and Amo."

So in a group of wives who encouraged and disliked, Yang Ling had to leave. Although there was no problem in language communication between them, he believed that a group of smart women would solve this problem soon, but he was a little worried about kindness and selflessness. The Queen of the Ghosts and the savage Amo will not be bullied.

Yang Ling first went to the camp of the Hmong to look at it. A group of gang leaders were still sighing with a sigh of grief. Yang Ling messed them up and then turned to see the big gourd and the top of the group. Rw