Wife is Outrageous: His Evil Highness Comes Knocking

Seeing that his master was in danger, Qing Yan yelled and flew down. She took a sip of Yun Lei's clothes and stopped Yun Lei's fall. Yun Lei took a look with both hands and seized Xing Chi's collar. Two people and one animal are swinging in the midst of the air. Below them is the yellow sand that is surging like waves ...

Helpless Huangsha's suction is amazing, Yun Lei is pulling late, it feels like pulling an elephant, a pretty face flushed red. The green cricket seemed overwhelmed, and his body fell little by little.

Xing Chi's complexion turned pale, and he felt that Yun Lei's hands became weaker and weaker. With the gradual fall of the two bodies, the suction of Huangsha also became greater and his feet almost touched Huangsha. He knew that Yun Lei would n’t let go of either of them. No one was lucky. He bit his teeth and said, "Dao, don't worry about me, let it go."

The sweat dripping on Yun Lei's face rolled down, but he refused to let go, and said, "No, how can I abandon the Taoist and escape alone? Let's take a step and count."

Xing Chi was moved, and secretly said: "I and her are not relatives, she is so reckless to save me. Such a good-hearted girl is really rare. Alas, this time I am afraid that I and her will be buried here. ! "

As Huang Sha rolled, only listening to Bi Yuan's voice came from far away: "Haha, I didn't expect your little girl to fight against justice, but unfortunately you won't die for long."

At this critical juncture, Zhang Leifeng flashed in Yunlei's head, and she sighed: "Dan Feng, I'm afraid we will never see each other again in this life!"

Seeing two people and one beast will be involved in this yellow sand, I heard a lion roar coming from the distant sky, and the roar shone brightly, and Yun Lei's body shook: "The night lion! This is the night lion! Voice! Is it ... it's him here? "The young man was also trembling with spirits, shaking his head, and his body rose again by a foot.

As the roar of the lion fell, a melodious sound of the piano suddenly came over. The sound of the piano was like the sound of a Buddha, like a chant, like the first drops of a night dew, and like a smallpox.

At the sound of this piano, Yun Lei's heart beat like a cymbal drum: "Ah! It's him, it's really him!" Somehow, Yun Lei's tears suddenly rolled down.

As the sound of the piano flowed down, the rolling yellow sand was like spring snow under the sun, and the beard disappeared cleanly, exposing a flat road. The road is lined with overgrown, already deserted farmland