"Wow!" Quan Jian exclaimed, fearing that the voice was too loud, so she quickly covered her mouth, trying to reduce her presence. She found that the two people on the rooftop didn't even look at her. As if she didn't exist, she looked sideways.

Xiang Jiangsi: "Jiang Jiang, your smoked willow is too wild!"

Jiang Si knew that her little Yanliu didn't sleep with Cang Ying, and lying with him was just to tease him, so she didn't feel surprised when she said such words.

Quanjian screamed exaggeratedly and commented on Yanliu Taiye. She deliberately looked coldly and opened her mouth to reply: "Your Majesty the Queen, I really don't see that your high priest wants to be a scumbag, sleeps with someone and refuses to admit his guilt, and wants to be a scumbag."

ah."

Quan Jian quickly raised his hand: "No, no, no, my high priest is dedicated and loyal. He is not a scumbag. There must be a misunderstanding. There must be a misunderstanding. Let's see again. Let's see again.

.”

The high priest is working on a plane. Look at Yanliu's slightly curly green hair. He has a curvy shape, a devilish figure, a strong plant-based spiritual power, strong physical fitness, and a sense of professionalism. There is nothing about him that is not perfect. High Priest

Why is he such a scumbag, sleeping with someone with his pants up and not admitting it?

Agares took out the chair from his space button and took out the table. He put the tea on the table in a crisp and clear manner.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Si sat down on the chair and said to Quanjian: "You're welcome, sit down!"

Quanjian: "..."

She's almost dying of anxiety, okay?

His high priest hasn’t spoken yet!

How can I be in the mood to sit, drink tea and eat melon seeds?

It's really going to kill a dog.

Instead of sitting down in Quan Jian, Agares sat next to Jiang Si, reached out and picked up the melon seeds, and began to peel them.

Quanjian: "!!!"

Isn't this excessive?

Are they not worried at all that their Yanliu is being slept with by their high priest? Is it irresponsible?

Are the two of them Yanliu's family?

This is too aloof!

"Sorry!" Cang Ying finally moved and spoke. He took two steps back, lifted his robe, and knelt on one knee in front of Yanliu. His waist was straight, he raised his head, and raised his hand. He was tough and sharp, but there was a sword in the middle.

Dragon Whip of the Cave.

Quanjian was excited and danced silently. The high priest of her family proposed, proposed, proposed, mother, she can have a feast.

However, Quanjian's happiness did not last for three seconds when he heard Cangying's voice without any emotion, as cold as frost: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yanliu, I don't remember what happened yesterday, but I woke up this morning with you.

Sharing a bed.”

"It is my fault to sleep with you, but I cannot marry you. You are not my destined person. I cannot go against my nature or my heart and marry someone who is not my destiny."

"However, because of my shortcomings in virtue, I have left you with no innocence, made you feel wronged, and made you angry. This is my weapon, Mosasaurus Whip. You can use my weapon to pierce my chest and take out your heart.

The fire, the anger in the heart.”

Quanjian: "!!!"

Ah ah ah, I really fell asleep, I really fell asleep.

Mom, the high priest really fell asleep with Yanliu.

Wait, I'm already asleep, why can't he marry her? He has to stick to his destiny.

His destiny is to hunt and kill.

Mom, is he in love with hunting?

Bah, bah, bah, they are hunting for a destined person who has an official spouse and a fiancée, and has no idea about his wishful thinking!

Jiang Si took the peeled melon seeds from Agares's hand, raised her brows at the same time, and communicated to him silently, her Yanliu was indeed not a mortal, and it made a fool of herself.

Agares answered her that he was a very principled and stubborn person who believed in his own choices and decisions, even if he wanted to risk his life.

Jiangsi pursed her lips as she ate the melon seeds, and said angrily in her heart that her Yanliu was just teasing him, and if her Yanliu was really serious, it would depend on her determination to pursue a career.

She has lived for thousands of years, and even if her melons are not sweet, she will twist them off and dip them in sauce for him to eat.

Now her Yanliu is just playing. She wants to use her as a tool to build a beautiful earth. She doesn't want him to be obsessed with hunting, destroying, and hunting for marriage. She also wants him to think more openly about what is destiny and what is not a destiny.

No, it's all nonsense.

A lesson learned from the past is the so-called destiny of the little chicken Jiufeng. He hatched the egg by himself. What's the use? In the end, he has to run and run, and he still has to fall in love with someone else.

Yanliu reached out and held the dragon whip, pulled it out of his hand, pointed at his chest, the wound on his chest where the hunter wounded him, and looked down at him: "Little Wolf"

Son, I really didn’t see it, but you are quite infatuated. Tell your sister who your destined person is, and if your sister kills him, won’t the problem be solved?”

Quanjian: "!!!"

Come on, come on, isn’t it?

When it comes to Yanliu and Hunting, who is better?

What does it mean to be inexplicably looking forward to it?

Jiang Si: “!!!!”

Well done, you are indeed yours, Xiao Yanliu.

She also wanted to know who was stronger in a knife fight between her companion and her.

How about finding the largest stadium in the empire someday, buying tickets to enter the stadium, and having an exclusive live broadcast for them to fight and make a fortune?

Agares peeled melon seeds, peeled peanuts, peeled peanuts, and looked for nuts, as if the people and things opposite him had nothing to do with him. He was a big boss who was away from the world.

Cangying's dark and golden eyes deepened, and he stretched out his hand to hold the dragon whip against his chest. He wrapped the dragon whip with his own spiritual power. With a strong force, his weapon, the Mosasaur Whip, pierced his clothes and stabbed him.

It broke his skin and pierced his chest.

Yanliu narrowed his eyes, holding the mosasaurus whip in his hand, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, and deliberately said: "Little Dragon Zai, I think you haven't found your destined person, otherwise you wouldn't have held me back from sleeping.

I."

"Since you can't find your destined person, I don't mind if you have an impossible thought in your mind. Therefore, marrying me will be beneficial to both you and me, isn't it?"

Blood flowed out of Cangying's chest, and the blood soaked into his clothes. The red lining was even more red, and the black outer robe was even more black: "There is no need to involve others in the matter between you and me. If you feel that it has stabbed me in the chest, you don't know what's going on in your heart."

Hate, anger, you can kill me."

Yanliu greeted the eighteenth generation of his ancestors in his heart. That little dragon boy was really 250, and his head was really hit by a cannon.

His destiny is to hunt. What is hunting?

It is a knife. This knife can have human feelings and care about ginger eggs. The iron trees are already blooming and the sun is about to come out in the west.

He is still thinking about him here. Anyone who lets Hunting know his destiny is Hunting. His life as a dragon has come to an end and he should almost die.

She is saving him, but he is still obsessed with thinking that she really wants to marry him. Is her brain broken? She just wants to make money and be a free tool.
Chapter completed!