Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

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Forced by Li Moying's powerful momentum, the martial arts men have not even stood still.

However, when they heard Li Moying's words coming out from his teeth, they were so scared that they almost fell on his knees on the spot.

Beyond fear, more shock!

Li Moying actually said ... "his woman"!

He heard Li Zijun's ears more like a sunny thunderbolt.

The young master she admires and admires, will even admit that the dead girl is his woman! How is this possible? She was absolutely wrong!

Li Zijun looked up in disbelief, but was shocked by Li Moying's dark eyes with the spirit of killing, his lips trembling, speechless.

When Huang Yan saw this, she quickly raised her hand and shook Li Moying's sleeve.

"Well, don't get angry ..."

Li Moying froze with a face, looking straight ahead, and ignored her, and the chill around him showed no sign of diminishing.

Fenghuang Li widened her eyes and was a little surprised.

Li Zijun not only denigrated her, but also encouraged other members of the Yunlin tribe to hostile her together. Such a behavior of death would cause the anger of her husband, which is not surprising.

However, as long as she hints at Li Moying on a weekday, Li Moying will listen to her. What's wrong today? She even ignored her?

"Mo Ying? Are you really angry?" She tilted her head to look at him.

Li Moying snorted and finally opened his mouth. "So you still know I'm angry?"

That is really angry!

Moreover, she was not only mad at these idle people, but even her.

Huang Yan opened her pink lips slightly and looked very surprised.

She's so wronged. She couldn't understand how she thought. She didn't talk to other men today, and didn't risk being hurt. What made the man unhappy?

Feng Huang thought about it from the left, but couldn't think of a reason.

Li Moying glanced coldly at her, her momentum suddenly increased, and the killing air in the surrounding air became more obvious!

Even Liu couldn't bear it. She was covering her chest, and desperately handed Huang Ye away her hand, begging her to settle the killing **** at home.

Huang Yeli still wonders where she is upset with her husband.

However, for the sake of her brother's life, she decided to soothe her husband first.

She moved a small step under her feet and leaned over to Li Moying.

They had been standing very close to each other so that they would almost have to stick together.

Huang Yan stretched out from her white and tender little hand, and her little finger caught a finger of Li Moying and shook it.

She blinked her eyes and looked at Li Moying pitifully, but did not speak.

Li Moying felt that the fragrant fragrance of the girl came from her side, and she could not help but feel a little bit awkward, and the mysterious coercion from her strength also weakened a little.

Fenghuang went back and forth, his ten fingers passed through Li Moying's long and strong fingers and interlocked with his ten fingers. At the same time, the **** was also slightly stroked with the nails in the palm of Li Moying.

The itching sensation came from the palm to the heart.

If there is nothing, it is more hooked.

Li Moying's throat knot obviously slipped up and down, and with a hard hand, he took Huang Lili suddenly into his arms.

As he moved, the pressure around him suddenly disappeared.

The soldiers present all exhaled a long breath.

(End of this chapter)