Mad Master's Favorite Male Face

To say that the distance from the moon to the League of Legends is not very far, the moon is the closest planet to the earth.

I don't know if Hei Xuanlie did it on purpose or not. Obviously, it only takes four days for the spaceship to arrive at the landing point of the League of Legends spaceship from the moon, but it took him ten full days under his command. The time has just arrived.

Is it because I know that I will be busy immediately after returning to the alliance, or that I will be in trouble, so I can't be as relaxed as when I was in the spaceship, but I always see the people I want to see and chat with the people I want to see , although Hei Xuanlie was there talking to himself most of the time.

The rare response is also...

"Hei Xuanlie, can you stop being so noisy, can you shut up, I feel thirsty after hearing you talk." Feng Wuyang is convinced by this man, if he doesn't answer, he can take the trouble to whisper in his ear Talking about it for a whole day, no matter how I dodge, how I dodge, the voice is like a magic sound piercing my ears, and my thoughts are whirling in my mind, making me restless.

Ever since that portrait incident, it was as if there was a ghost behind me. Whether I liked it or not, he could appear in front of my eyes like a ghost, really elusive.

Strange to say, after the painting was taken away by him, when he wanted to look at the painting again, he suddenly found that the painting had changed, except that he could see a vast expanse of whiteness, like a dream, even a ghost There are no shadows.

Feng Wuyang tried countless methods but failed to see the image, and finally almost caught fire when the little ghost stopped him suddenly, touched the screen vaguely, and finally came to a conclusion.

This painting was drawn using secret techniques, without the activation of Hei Xuanlie's energy, the real content on it would not be visible.

When she knew all this, Feng Wuyang had a strong feeling that she was being tricked, so she went to find Hei Xuanlie desperately, what the hell was he doing?What do you want to express by drawing something similar to a supernatural portrait.

Show off your versatility, or show off in front of yourself, or else be a demonstration.

This place can't stay any longer, they will part ways, and they will part ways as soon as they get off the spaceship. No one can stop him, because Feng Wuyang has a premonition that this man Hei Xuanlie will be a trouble.

And at the moment when the spaceship stopped, when she saw the crowds and crowds outside through the glass window, and saw the huge portraits of men flying everywhere, Feng Wuyang became more certain that Hei Xuanlie was more than just a Trouble, simply a super big trouble.

When he saw the dense crowd outside the spaceship and heard the deafening cheers, Feng Wuyang's scalp was numb, this matter has nothing to do with him, don't even think about involving him.

For a stowaway, he is still very self-aware, low-key, must be low-key.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Don't pull me, I'll go by myself." When Feng Wuyang strongly protested, she clasped the door with both hands, absolutely don't go out with this man, don't think he won't Know what the man is thinking.They are not in the same group, so don't try to pull him into the group.

"Wuyang, you are sure that you will leave." Hei Xuanlie watched Feng Wuyang's actions with a frenzied expression, and a strange brilliance flashed in his eyes, which was called "love".