Weiyang was shocked. Regardless of the heavy rain, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and touched it.
The mucus stained with the palm of my hand, and when I stretched out my hand, I watched my eyes and fainted.
The palm of her palms is all dark liquid. She clearly remembers that this is the material used when Lan Yang was applied to her.
Nilin Qingcheng seemed to be scared by her appearance. She didn't know what she was thinking. Weiyang had no time to control her, and she looked back at Lanyang fiercely.
What break!
Just a rain, she could wash away the things on her face so easily.
It must be the reason why Lanyang Kung Fu did not get home.
However, Weiyang's consciousness made everyone see her face clearer.
The crowd who watched the comparison in the heavy rain was stunned in place, watching her with a delicate and childish look at the rinse of the rain.
The black face was white, smart and mixed with a little charming eyes. The willow eyebrows hung on it. The small nose frowned under her stare expression, cute!
His lips, opened a little shred, made people can't help but rush forward to bite.
What a nice view!
At this moment, she was extremely stunning.
From ordinary to ordinary people's face, it becomes a stunning beauty instantly, and no one can react.
And Situ Caiyu has stayed.
She has always thought that the ugly eight monster is a beauty ...
Hundreds of times more beautiful than her !!
She turned her head with an incredible look and looked at Lanyang.
Of course, Lanyang's calm appearance seems to be like a thunderbolt in Situ Cunyu!
It turns out that Brother Lan knows ugliness ... knows Chu Weiyang's real appearance ...
But she always called her ugly and ugly, just to make her shame.
The ridiculous thing is that I didn't expect to lose my face in the end ...
Situ inch was stunned in the chair, and Jiao's body trembled, and even the strength of the paper umbrella was gone.
The same is true of concubine.
Some stubborn, some lost.
Some of the people were exclaimed to Weiyang's beauty, and some stared at Weiyang instantly.
At this moment, the light moved to Weiyang's body.
And she, who has been kept by the master from the leaving master, has been kept at this moment, and finally has a hint of cracking at this moment.
However, she took it back after a few interests.
She is still a concubine, and she never seems to have changed.
But when she looked up again to look at Weiyang again, there was a strangeness in her eyes.
In fact, Weiyang's appearance did not exceed the concubine, but everyone was used to the courtesy temperament of Fei Yier. The stunning of Weiyang made the outsiders shine in front of him, and he was amazed.
Obviously, she has been affirmed by everyone.
In addition, although she is not as charming as Fei Yier, she is still young after all, and her eyebrows have not unfolded.
Everyone was amazing with expectations. She was so beautiful at the age of twelve, so after two years? What about three years? Four years?
I am afraid that in the next ten years, she will be talked about by everyone.
In short, everyone is amazed.
Looking at her eyes, there was a trace of follow and obsession.
Feng Suiran looked at Weiyang, who was noticed on the stage, and couldn't help recalling the scene of "rice" in the palace royal study.
"Say the emperor, guess, who is Mi's mother? Who is Mi's grandmother? Who is Mi's father?"
"Your mystery is really weird, and I just don't want to tell me what this 'rice' is. What you say can only be words, hum ... well, you said, what is the mystery."
"Well, who is Mi's mother? Answer, is —— flower, peanut rice!"
"puff-"
"Hey, grandmother's grandmother. What is the flower? There is an idiom called Miaobi Shenghua ..."
"..."
"Mi's father ... hey! Of course, my father is the mother's lover, butterfly loves flowers, so butterflies are Mi's father! Emperor, look at this riddles, you can just say it, right! Oh right, still
Yes, who is the grandfather of Mi? "
As soon as the words fell, the body on his chair was fragile.
She smiled, "The grandfather's grandfather, of course, the popcorn that has been hugged by rice!"
Memories stop here, and then slowly dissipate.
Feng Suiran discovered that it turned out that he had been calm and calm for more than ten years. When the first side of her intersection with her, there was a crack.
How strange this is, he can't understand.
However, love is love.
However, Weiyang on the stage froze after receiving the amazing eyes of everyone.
Okay, the stuffing ...
She was ashamed, but she felt helpless about what had happened.
Sighing deeply, she turned around and looked at Narin Qingcheng.
What makes people feel weird is that the Lin Qingcheng actually stood in front of Weiyang like this, stretched out his hand and stopped in the air, as if to touch her face, but in the end, he was afraid of something. There was no action.
Win frown, Wei Yang tentatively shouted, "Lin Qingcheng?"
Lin Qingcheng's body trembled, and in the rain, she disappeared the sharp temperament earlier. Now she looks like an ordinary woman. She stands in the wind and rain and looks weak. What is tough like pine cypress also seems to have become a floating cloud.
After waiting for a long time, she didn't see her response. Weiyang took a step forward subconsciously, but she was frightened, and she hurried back.
"You ..." Weiyang was puzzled and wanted to say something. Suddenly, there was a strong wind blowing up, setting off the wind and rain.
Lin Qingcheng was unprepared, couldn't take the guard, and the black bucket was blown up ...
The buckets floated, and the ground was fragile in the air.
Weiyang's gaze has always been on Lin Qingcheng. The moment Douyu left her head, he saw the appearance of Lin Qingcheng.
To see clearly, her black eyes shrink.
What she looks like ...
"Ah -ghost!"
Suddenly someone screamed under the field, and Wei Yang heard it. It was Situ inch rain.
The crowd was also called back by this scream, and his eyes had never moved to Lin Qingcheng's face.
Suddenly, there was an uproar.
Even Weiyang didn't expect that this scene would happen.
A wonderful competition made people see the appearance of the two women. It is about to the extreme, one, ugly to the extreme.
In fact, that can't be said to be ugly.
Perhaps Lin Qingcheng itself is beautiful, but her face, scar vertical and horizontal, a dark red scar in the center of the right cheek, like a birthmark, but Weiyang knows that it is not a birthmark, it is a burn.