Mistress, I Was Wrong

To do it, don't say it is the whole Yuntiange, I am afraid that the Nangong is the master of you - it is hard to say if you can keep this life. Fortunately, the Nangong Shaozhu did not count on the suspicion, and I thanked the Nangong Emperor on behalf of Xiaoxie, and left. ”

Oriental Minghui smiled and was also a serious man, "Farewell."

Nangong Yuntian looked at the back of Qiangyuyu, and quickly supported the wall, breathing with a big mouth and a big mouth, and then gnawed his teeth. "Hey, come to help the Lord."