Chapter 1505 (1/2)

A plate of snow-white soup.

With a little thick, with a little green.

Like the silver wire of silver winding inside, the fragrance of mint comes faintly.

Another excellent dish.

It seems innocuous, but who knows if it's a deep-water bomb.

Ouyang Yufei and xuanyuanche both stare at Yunzhao and do not start.

And the dish was far away from jeruhon, who could not move it, so he had to watch.

He was stared at by xuanyuanche and Ouyang Yufei.

Yunzhao takes a deep breath.

A friend of the dead will not die but a poor man, which is now fully reflected in him.

Pick up the silver spoon, and cloud summoned a small spoon.

The soup is very white, and there is a pure white object with the nail plate rolling inside, which is a little thicker than the petiole of the tree.

White and tender, with his eyesight can only see like insects.

As for that kind of insect, I can't see it.

However, it has neither the teeth nor the claws, nor the distinguished appearance.

It seems that it should be a gentle insect.

This adjective is very strange.