Chapter 2601 (1/2)

Qi Qi's childlike voice was still trembling: ”if you have the ability, you can run to the emperor's master. If you can't shake within a stick of incense under the eyes of emperor Zun's master, you will lose on July 7.”

”Oh The red flame snorted coldly.

Seven seven also ”ah” A: ”how? Don't you dare? Don't laugh if you dare not

Red flame: ”will I dare not? Do I fear a human being? It's not that I dare, but I despise it! ”

……

After all, ChiYan still dare not.

It's just face saving.

Night Qingluo takes back the divine sense and looks up at a gloomy man.

The man, even though he was in love, had forgotten anything but her.

But he had that kind of unique temperament, not only other people were afraid, even the holy beast, all succumbed to his momentum.

Well, it's her man.

Ye Qingluo raised his lips, opened his hands, and threw himself into emperor Moxuan's arms. His hands were around his waist. His voice was sweet and charming: ”ah Xuan, let's go.”

The fragrance and tenderness of the girl made the dark face of emperor Mo Xuan become soft gradually.

He put one hand around the girl's waist and drooped his eyes slightly.

Don't tie up the ink hair, pour in the back.

He bowed his head, a few wisps of ink hair, scattered to his face.

People come and go on the street.

On the second floor of the corner, a woman who was preparing to deliver the wine to her mouth happened to see this scene.

The man is beautiful and extraordinary, just like the God of heaven.

Deep as Mo Yao's eyes.

The facial features that are so correct that they can't pick out any shortcomings.

The red lips, though pursed, showed a kind of alienation and indifference.

However, the man looked at the girl's eyes in his arms, but it was like a million years old iceberg, melted by something.

The wine glass in the woman's hand broke with a click.

The woman's face is ferocious, full of ferocious killing intention, and stares at the figure mercilessly People in my arms.

Eyes, in touch with the young, but ordinary appearance of the girl's face.

The woman's jealousy, like fire, burned up.