Hua Bu Li hid some look in his eyes to make himself less embarrassed. When Hua Bu Li's uncle saw here, he sighed heavily. He didn't know what to say about his nephew. Sometimes he was too strong and sometimes he was too serious. Although he didn't have a woman he liked, he always looked at his nephew like that and was trapped by love, He's really glad that he doesn't have a woman he likes. Otherwise, it's really fatal to become his nephew.

But I can't help but feel sorry for my nephew. It's better if my nephew doesn't have a woman he likes, because love this kind of thing really makes people feel tired. I know I can't touch it, but I still like this kind of thing.

Thinking of the last time, Hua Buli's uncle was finally helpless, but he didn't know what to say. He simply looked at Hua Buli and didn't mean to do anything. Finally, he didn't speak again.

As for the other men, the man in the golden robe said coldly, "since the old leader of the Phoenix family said, we don't need to entangle anymore, but can we let us go and take something from the dancer?"

The old ancestor frowned and finally said nothing more. He also knew what the law enforcement emperor wanted to do. He just wanted to dance and see things and think about people at that time. This was nothing for him. As a father, he also had some precious things for his daughter. I'm afraid he wouldn't give up if he wasn't allowed to go, There is another one. If you let him go, I'm afraid other men have to go too. This makes him feel a little hesitant. Since he hesitated, forget it. Then the old ancestor said coldly, "you can go there for the sake of being a good friend of dancer. You can go and get one, Ming emperor, flower king and Sifang city master, Take it and leave this place immediately, or don't blame this seat for being rude. "

Because of his daughter's death, the old ancestor is still bored. What's more, there are a few more people. If he doesn't have a good attitude, he really wants to drive these people away directly. In the past, his attitude towards the law enforcement emperor was better.

Because he could see that the law enforcement emperor was really kind to his daughter and could almost give his life for his daughter. At that time, he was kind to the law enforcement emperor simply because he regarded the law enforcement emperor as his son-in-law. After Mo yuan married Wu Er, he restrained his kindness to the law enforcement emperor a little, although he still felt that Mo yuan was very bad, He didn't deserve his daughter, but his daughter liked it. He didn't have much way, so he tried to admit Mo yuan.

But admit it and admit it. Mo yuan's man still made him very angry. He actually had a heart demon because of hatred. If Mo yuan didn't have a heart demon himself, his daughter wouldn't be able to go that way and save Mo yuan. In the final analysis, it's better if his daughter didn't meet Mo yuan. At the thought of this, the old ancestor was still very sad, Think about his daughter's previous appearance, and then think about his daughter lying on the ground and lying in Mo yuan's arms. He was still worried and uncomfortable in his heart. He was not uncomfortable, but he was pressed in his heart. After all, he was such a daughter. Although he didn't care about his daughter before, this was the daughter he really wanted to love in his heart, Since he thought that the woman died, he put some of his heart on his daughter. But gradually, he still couldn't accept the fact that the woman died and closed up all day. After waiting, his daughter's character had been stereotyped.

At the thought of this, the man still couldn't help feeling a little worried, but there was nothing on his face, because some things would be better if they felt uncomfortable in his heart. It's not necessary at all. There's no need to talk nonsense. If there's more nonsense, it's also nonsense. It's better not to say it.

Finally, the man in the golden robe took a step forward and walked there step by step. He didn't blink, but walked so slowly. His pace was almost the same as that of ordinary walking, but only he knew that every step was like walking on a fire, which made him feel like being soaked in a hot volcano, It made his heart feel hot and uncomfortable. It felt like a big hand pinched his heart. It was like trying to crush his heart and trample it completely. He had asked Fengjiu dance before. Was it because he was not good enough, or did she really have a crush on him, even once.

Think about how Feng Jiuwu answered him at that time. The answer at that time really made him feel uncomfortable. She said, you are very good. I haven't been moved.

He has asked this many times and got the same question. Even before he met Mo yuan, he also asked. Feng Jiuwu is very smart. He can't deny that kind of intelligence. It is precisely because she is too smart that he likes her like a fool. He just likes this kind of thing. He met it for the first time and the last time, So he really didn't know whether others liked it like this. It was so uncomfortable. He also heard that what Fengjiu dance said to other men was not similar to him. At that time, he really felt that Fengjiu dance just didn't like it. Therefore, why would he like Mo yuan? What's good about Mo yuan? Why do you like Mo yuan? What Mo yuan can do, I can do the same. Why can't I look back at me, even if it's only the last one? At least I still have the courage to continue to work hard. I don't think it's good or not, whether it's worth it, or whether to continue. I think and deny it countless times, because there are many likes. It doesn't mean I can give up for a long time.

Siqiu just couldn't figure out what was good about Mo yuan among so many men. Until Siqiu thought of a picture that he wanted him to ignore subconsciously, Mo yuan was not bad, but his hatred blinded his own heart. In fact, he also liked Fengjiu dance very much. He liked it no less than him. At least, he thought so, Moreover, Mo yuan liked it at that time. It was very simple and simple. He just liked it and relied on Fengjiu dance, so that he firmly grasped the heart of Fengjiu dance. Therefore, was he wrong and didn't take the initiative?

I don't know if Siqiu thought of this. I feel inexplicably that I want to laugh and smile bitterly. When Siqiu is close to here, the demons are subconsciously on alert, but they don't mean to stop them. Fengzun's father is here. If your second highness is awake, you can stop it, but now your second highness is unconscious, and they have no right to say anything..

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