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Chapter 381 Joe, do you like me a little bit?

Chapter 381 Qiaoer, Do you like me a little?

Author: Yiren is a flower

Chapter 381 Qiaoer, Do you like me a little?

Qiao Luoyan slowly stretched his arms and felt all the flowers and trees around him, and the joy of release of her.

At this moment, the power of giving her to the heavens and the earth allows her to communicate with everything in the world.

Breaking back to her unparalleled comfort, I felt that her whole body was washed.

Qiao Luoyan walked in front of his parents, pursed his lips and glanced at the surrounding vitality.

Her voice gently said: "In the future, anyone who wants to steal this dragon veins will be abilled by the divine power of Emperor Fuxi."

In fact, whether the dragon veins are stolen by others, they will not intervene according to the temperament of Qiao Luo's past more than one thing.

But once this incident is involved with the people of Huoyun Ama Temple, she cannot sit and ignore it.

She wanted those who harmed her in the organization and struggled for nearly seven years. The culprit of escaping in the dead, all delusions were broken by her own hands.

At this moment, the dragon veins that were depleted were recovered, and it looked at it.

Joe Luoyu felt the hidden gratitude that all the creatures conveyed to her within the Baili of Fang Yuan, so that she had a pleasure from the heart.

It's like finding the pursuit of a lifetime, this is the responsibility she should bear.

Some things are really amazing. The things that I realized in virtuousness cannot be described in words.

Xunzang bowed his head, staring at his daughter excitedly, his face and pride of glory.

He was amazed: "Really, it's really great!"

With the asylum of Emperor Fuxi, Huaxia Fun will not be stolen by others.

Dragon veins are too important. Huaxia's national movement and aura must not be able to seize any external forces.

The family of the family guards Huaxia from generation to generation. Each generation will be in the place where everyone cannot see. In order to protect the resources of this land, countless members.

They can bear this responsibility without looking back, because they have been instilled in beliefs and tenacious perseverance, and the absolute strength of the family inherited.

Every time I am born, I cannot say that it is a solitary fighting, but there is never a god who has never been sheltered.

And his generation, Taikoo Zhengda Fuxi Great comes, even if it is just a ray of phantom miracles, it is enough to excite the emotional emotional emotions.

The disaster will start, and the ancient martial arts world of Huaxia is in danger.

The daughter is under the surgery of the sky, as well as the shelter of the Emperor Fuxi.

Joe Luoyu felt the excitement of Xuan Zion's unstoppable.

She held the other's arm intimately, bent a pair of beautiful eyes with a smile, and the corner of her mouth was invisible: "The enchantment under the cloth here, no one will be broken in a hundred years."

When I heard the words, I sighed: "The century is enough."

He is not greedy, and the talents of Chinese descendants come out.

After a hundred years, he entered the soil for peace, and there will be a new generation of outstanding younger generations to take on the responsibility of guarding the earth.

Joe Luo looked at the scenery far away, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and found that the mobile phone signal and the network were restored.

She said softly: "It's snowing, we should start."

The way back to Haicheng was delayed for two days, and it was coming to the New Year immediately.

After the year, the elixir auction conference will be held. The time seems to be generous, but it is very nervous.

Xunzang patted his daughter's back, Wen Sheng said, "Okay, let's go back to clean up his luggage."

He was standing beside him, his face looked tired, and the young daughter hanging on his arms turned away from the wooden forest.

Qiao Luoyan followed two steps and found something less.

She looked back and saw Pei Yinan, who was standing under the tree with one hand.

The handsome and handsome face of the opponent's eye -catching face was shrouded in the mottled shadow of the trees. The black eyes were deep and warm, and the cold air field was released.

When Qiao Luo was looking at, Pei Yinan's lips raised a bare smile.

He worked hard to make a cold face, blooming a gentle smile.

However, when he witnessed the Emperor Fuxi of Taikoo Zheng, he was tightly held in his arms, and he was almost forgotten to be here.

No matter how hard he works, he can't show a smile.

It was always back in my mind, and the scene of Fuxi held Qiao Luo's waist.

When the other party loosened Joho's sting, he also stroked ambiguously. He had the thin waist that he could circulate with one arm.

Pei Yinan's eyes were full of jealousy and annoyance, and the anger in his heart could not be suppressed at all.

This incompetent feeling made him angry, and at the same time, he was urgent to want to be stronger.

Even if he couldn't confront the Emperor Fuxi, at least the next time he encountered this situation, he would not be overwhelmed, and he had no ability to move in place. He could only watch the cheapness of the opponent's advantage.

Seeing Pei Yinan's cold jaw line tight, dead -like cold eyes, full of mood named jealousy overflowed.

Qiao Luoyu finally found that things seemed out of control.

In her eyes, Pei Jiuye is now like a large stove, and she wants to ignite the flames of the sky.

This is the sequelae of the opponent and even pure to the positive body, cultivating the firework method.

I don't know what Pei Yinan was so angry, almost in the trend of getting angry.

Qiao Luo let go of Xunzang's arm, turned and turned to not far away as scarlet like a beast, and gradually lost his rational Pei Yinan to walk around.

After she approached, she found that Pei Yinan's exquisite facial features were as cold as snow frost, and the nobleness on her body was proud of her temperament.

But his facial expression was almost mad, and the darkness of the dark and deep eyes flashed a little sickness.

"Jiuye!"

Qiao Luoyan shouted the other party, holding the other hand hanging on the side of his side.

Regardless of her consumption of too much qi, she condensed in the only spiritual power in Dantian, and all transported them to Pei Yinan's body.

Aware of her intention, Pei Yinan broke away from the soft hand.

Regardless of the distant family, he was still watching this side, and opened his arms to hold Qiao Luo into his arms.

Thinking of the ambiguous behavior of Fuxi Grand Emperor, he wrapped up tightly with a strong arm, and Qiao Luo stunned the thin waist of Yingying.

He lowered his head, and his perfect jaw was at the shoulder nest of Jolo.

With the cold aroma of the familiar hook, Pei Yinan not only did not be soothed, but became more extreme.

His deep eyes were like a firework -like blood color, and the extreme danger released throughout his body was almost burning.

Qiao Luo, who was suddenly embraced, did not push away Pei Jiuye who seemed to be almost collapsed.

She was holding the strong waist of the other person, the light black cold eyes, and was replaced by strong concerns.

Qiao Luo tilted his head, looking at the clear face in his eyes, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Pei Yinan disdains the sticky love words.

But at this time, he urgently wanted to know what position he occupied in Qiao Luo's heart.

His lips were moving, his voice was difficult, and he asked with low voice, "Joeer, do you like me a little?"
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