My Aunt’s Grandma is Back

　　 Just when Wang Shuyue felt that she was about to finish, a very majestic voice came in from outside the magic palace.

　　 "Moraksha, hand over my disciple!"

　　 An ear-sounding sound like a bell struck in the hall, and the expression of Moroccan changed, and Wang Shuyue was overjoyed.

　　 is the master!

　　 However, before the smile at the corners of his mouth could be revealed, Moroccan's hands increased in vain. Amidst Wang Shuyue's painful inhalation, she clicked and removed her chin.

　　 Wang Shuyue trembled all over, tears smeared uncontrollably, and a pair of water eyes stared at Moraksha angrily, only seeing Moraksha becoming more violent.

　　 He shook her out, and Wang Shuyue fell heavily to the ground, and hurriedly stabilized her figure, resting her chin with her hand, and couldn't even shout.

　　 "This king looked down upon you!" His voice was dumb as a ghost crawling out of hell, and his **** eyes were full of tyrannical killing intent.

　　 "The devil's palace has always been hidden. For hundreds of years, no one has set foot. You are amazing!" He had a gloomy tone and said compliments.

　　 Wang Shuyue ignored him, holding his chin and getting up, ran to the outside of the Palace of the Yan King.

　　Moraksha sneered, took a big hand shot, and grabbed her back again, pressing on the bone throne, holding her delicate neck with cold hands, trying to figure it out, licking her lips.

　　 In those **** eyes, Wang Shuyue saw his desire for food, and her heart was cold.

　　 At this time, there was a fierce sound of weapon exchanges outside. Wang Shuyue skipped the tall body in front of him and looked out. The voice was so close, but she could not see a single figure.

How could this be?

　　 "Heh~" Looking at her surprised look, a cruel sneer appeared at the corner of Morasha's mouth, "Do you think that the king's palace is what they want to break into?"

　　 "Before Qingyi comes in, there is enough for my king to eat, and when my king is full, I will send your master down to join you."

　　 As he said, he seemed to think of something, "By the way, you have good eyes. Why don't you make a puppet and be a company with Lu Heng? What do you think?"

　　 Be your mother! Wang Shuyue roared in her heart.

　　 Unfortunately, the chin was removed, and she couldn't say a word clearly.

　　 "Hahahaha, are you angry? The puppet is very beautiful, you will like it."

　　 He took what he had said, and suddenly smiled at her, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

　　 The cold hands applied a little force, and the veins on the neck immediately appeared clearly, the slightly cool finger pads stroked the aorta, the head suddenly approached, and the curled hair fell on Wang Shuyue's cheeks. The threat of death made it impossible to resist.

　　 Wang Shuyue widened her eyes, watched that white teeth approached her neck, and slowly bit down...

　　 The golden flying dragon appeared out of thin air, and the dragon's tail swept away, fiercely slamming the Moroccan even taking the lead!

　　The enjoyment of delicious food was prevented, and Morossa, who was on the edge of the outbreak, was successfully angered by this sudden slap.

　　 Without raising his eyes, he flicked his red robe and swept it away. The terrifying power that destroyed the world poured out and hit the golden dragon.

　　 Seeing that the golden dragon was about to be hit, suddenly, the brilliance flashed, the golden dragon disappeared in place, and another pair of eyes, in the middle of the hall, there was a handsome man with blond hair and gold clothes.

　　 He has one hand behind and the other hand in front of him, with a gentle eyebrow, smiling and sarcastically saying:

　　 "Moraksha, not seen for thousands of years, you are still the same shameless, even a little girl bullied."

　　 Seeing this handsome face in front of him, Maurosha immediately took a breath.

　　 But soon, he realized something, squinted and glanced at the bone throne.

　　 "It's true that you can see everything after you live a long time. People who have ascended to the upper realm for a thousand years are actually in the lower realm privately. Just for such a little girl film, Long Yi, have not seen you in a thousand years, you are still that obedient dog!"

　　 "Where is she?" Moroccan asked coldly.

　　 Long Yi shook the folding fan, did not answer, nor did he take Moraksha's irony to his heart.

　　 The gentle gaze fell on Wang Shuyue in the White Bone Throne, and her golden eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

　　 He put away the folding fan, raised his hand to take off the shirt, walked towards her, wrapped her tightly, and closed her dislocated chin with a click.

　　 Raising her hand, she put a piece of white cloth between jade-like slender fingers and shook her head, wiping away the stains on her face and neck.

　　 Wang Shuyue was stunned, he was still jumping repeatedly on the death line the moment before, and the next moment, he was rescued by the fairy boy?

　　 The beautiful man who looked like a fairy in front of her seemed to be shining all over, she suspected that she might have been frightened by Morusha to automatically activate the self-protection mechanism, so that she had hallucinations.

　　 "It's okay, if Morusha dares to touch your hair again, I will chop off his hand!"

　　 The beauty used the most gentle tone and said the most ruthless words, Wang Shuyue gathered this gorgeous golden coat on her body, and blinked her big eyes and asked curiously:

　　 "How do you call the fairy brother?"

　　 "Brother?" He was shocked, seeming to be shocked by the name.

　　 At Moraksha, he smiled unceremoniously, "Hahaha, tens of thousands of years old brother, Long Yi, you are more shameless than this king."

　　 Wang Shuyue clearly saw a flash of cold light in the eyes of the gentle and beautiful man, but it quickly disappeared.

　　Long Yi turned his head, looked at the frantically laughing Morasha, and said lightly: "This way, you are done with her heart and liver."

　　 Hearing this, Moroccan's laughter stopped abruptly!

　　 "What are you talking about?" He leaned forward excitedly, and Long Yi took out the folding fan, and stopped him with a light block.

　　 said with a gentle smile: "You're done."

　　He knows what Moroccan wants to know~www.readwn.com~ He doesn't say, he is going to watch this big demon go crazy and go crazy!

　　 It's best to be angry, that would be better, since then there will be one less eye-catching dangling in front of her.

　　 Moraksha narrowed his eyes dangerously. Seeing that Long Yi's question could not produce a result, he looked directly at Wang Shuyue and asked:

　　 "What is your relationship with her?!"

　　 "She? Who? I don't know what you are talking about!"

　　Wang Shuyue denied Sanlian. She just wanted to hold the golden thighs in front of her. The golden thighs were obviously teasing the Rakshasa. She had to cooperate well.

　　Of course, she really didn't know what these two big guys were talking about, only vaguely thought it was related to her aunt and grandmother.

　　 Seeing that the two of them sang together. It was the first time they met, but they looked very familiar. Moroccan was so angry that he just wanted to split the two people in front of him.

　　 "Bring it." Long Yi still looked gentle and indifferent, and the more angry Moroccan was, the gentler he was.

　　 Seeing that there was no response from Moraksha, the murderous aura on his body was about to condense into a substantive knife that smashed people, Long Yi commanded again:

　　 "Return the girl's things, nothing less. If you add more to compensate for the stupid things you committed, maybe I can help you say a few more words in front of her."

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