Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 873 [Baby] The Demise of Ziqi Tower (14)

Yuanqiu's skin is as fair and smooth as tofu. She is born with curly hair, her cheeks are flushed, and she loves to smile. Overwhelmed by the beauty of the ball.

"To be honest, if this girl loses weight, she will be more beautiful!" Can't help but sigh sincerely.

As a result, two murderous eyes were drawn, and Feng Limo said directly, "Fuck you."

Mo Zizhu rubbed his nose again, "Please tell me, you put your son so high, how did he jump down? And if he was accidentally caught by his opponent in this jump, then he will be caught by his opponent." It's like sending a sheep to a tiger's mouth, and it never returns." I really don't know whether to say that the parents think highly of their son, or they are simply cold-blooded and heartless.

One can judge the depth of a person's skill by observing the breathing of a person, and Mo Zizhu is really worried for Feng Yuanshu.

He is a big-hearted man, although that child is a bit hateful, but he is still young after all, as the master of Aotian Palace, he will never bother with that boy that he wants to strip his clothes and threaten his past with a knife, hum !

"You're so noisy, shut up!" Jiaai pushed her hand, and the ball hung behind her. The mother and daughter acted in the same way. It can be seen that this movement is often done, and Mo Zizhu is a little bit abrupt. How can such a heartless mother push her daughter like a ball.

Look at Yuanqiu's round eyes, chubby face, and round body... It's really a ball!
Mo Zizhu looked at her cute chubby hands clawed back, and then cutely scratched her butt... That action is so cute!

How could there be such a well-proportioned girl in the world who can show her cuteness even with indecent movements!

It's so cute, Mo Zisheng's eyes are shining with gold. At this time, Yuanqiu should be wearing his own clothes, not this plain suit...

There was a gleam in his eyes, and there was something to be won.

Jia Ai ignored Mo Zizhu, so she didn't notice his emotional ups and downs. She exchanged a glance with Feng Limo, and then put the things in her hand on the golden thread.

Mo Zizhu looked at her action in puzzlement, not understanding why she was like this.

With luck, Jiaai exerted force, and the long strip of things went up along the golden thread. At the same time, Feng Limo also exerted his internal force, but the force pushed out by the seemingly strong air flow was soft, and the long strip of things In this way, it was sent to the sky along the golden thread, and finally reached the hands of Feng Yuanshu.

This series of processes made Mo Zizhu extremely difficult to understand, and he really couldn't figure out what tricks this family was playing.

He didn't understand and didn't ask anymore, knowing that no one would answer him, so he tried his best to stare at the black spot in the night sky.

As the majestic owner of the Aotian Palace, his martial arts cultivation is not unparalleled in the world, but it is several times superior to ordinary people, so he can still see a little bit of it.

Feng Limo on the ground deflected deftly, the golden thread danced, the kite in the sky changed from lying flat to half upright, and the small body firmly attached to it was lifted up slightly, thus forming a kind of half-bend and half-bend. standing posture.

This movement seems to be used to make it easier for him to move. I saw him make a "pulling" movement, and then threw something hard...

(End of this chapter)