But at this moment no one dares to look down upon this little sword that can be put in a pocket!
"Scared, scared my son to death."
After that, Song Yuan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead after the Sage Fanqing retracted the flying sword, and looked at the man who controlled the flying sword.
"!!!"
Suddenly, Song Yuan's eyes lit up suddenly, almost as if he rushed forward, rushing towards the Sage Fanqing, reaching out to grab her hand, and said: "Fairy, fairy, my son has lived for thirty years. , Finally... uh!"
Li Yun patted him with a calm palm, knocking him to the ground, but he did not expect that Song Yuan, who was so painful, knelt on the ground and jumped over, and wanted to hug Saint Fanqing's thigh, his face still showing nausea The expression: "Fairy, my son will not run away. I knew that fairy you are so beautiful. My son said nothing to run away. I won't run away if I kill you!"
Fan Qingsheng's expression was indifferent, and he did not show disgust because of his disgusting appearance, and even calmly ignored his verbal molesting.
"Yes."
Li Yun took a calm kick again and kicked the disgusting guy five or six meters away. At the same time, Li Yun secretly prepared, if he took the opportunity to escape, he would immediately flash himself to catch him back.
But this Song Yuan is like a demon. He rushed back shamelessly, stroked his long hair, and made a self-confident expression: "Fairy, I'm sorry, I didn't pay much attention to image before. In fact, I am a very good talker, and I pay special attention to municating with the heroines, especially the beauties like you!"
The little maid raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Mortal, you are looking for death!"
"Yes, I'm looking for death!" Song Yuan immediately said affectionately: "I am willing to die under the fairy's skirt, and I will never say anything! I only ask the fairy to use your white and tender little hands, gently and slowly. I'll kill, e on, e on~~~"
He made a huge disgusting trembling sound. It was like a **** being beaten by someone. The more he beat him, the happier he was!
A black line appeared on Li Yun's forehead. It was the first time he saw such a shameless, shameless, and self-conceited person.
This Song Yuan could not even have his life for the beauty!
"Like beautiful women?"
Gong Qingyu squinted at Song Yuan, then turned to Wang Zhong and said, "Go and hug him."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked!
"What, what?"
Wang Zhong couldn't believe his ears.
Gong Qingyu said with certainty: "You go and hug him, just like you hug your favorite beauty, give him a loving kiss, so that he can wake up and sober."
"!!!"
Wang Zhong was stunned. He couldn't help getting goose bumps just by imagining the scene. This Nima was too disgusting!
"You!" The awkward expression on Song Yuan's face finally calmed down, "How can you treat me like this, little beauty? You know that this son likes beautiful women, but he still wants men to disgust him. Be kind, it makes this son more unfortable than Ling Chi's execution!"
Gong Qingyu smiled faintly, "You asked for this, Li Yun, just ask. I don't want to chat with this kind of person. If he doesn't answer, let Wang Zhong explode him... Uh, I can't say this, heh. laugh."
She blushed, thinking of something indescribable.
Li Yun guessed what Gong Qingyu was trying to say, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. As expected, Qingyu, who often reads ic books, knew some weird knowledge.
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