weiyingNine-leaf, nine-petal flower, your real body is a spirit-controlling grass?
weiyingAccording to ancient books, your flowers seem to be able to help control grievances.
xiangfenglingWow, so you still read books, or ancient books.
Based on his performance in Yunshen, I was very skeptical.
A person who can make Lan Qiren angry to the point of upending his beard should not be underestimated.
weiyingI was more interested in these books about resentment before.
xiangfenglingDon't you want to practice ghost road?
xiangfenglingHere you are.
I took the green flowers off my head and pinned them on Wei Ying's ears.
xiangfenglingAnyway, this flower is of no use to myself, and I will give it to you now, Aunt Murhua.
Not to mention, Wei Ying looks really good without flowers.
My hands pressed on his shoulders, and I instructed him from a long way:
xiangfenglingYou have to cultivate well, and don't live up to the expectations of this king for you.
Wei Ying raised her eyebrows and looked at me, and suddenly burst out laughing.
weiyingXiaoyu, your serious look is so funny, hahaha.
Seeing him laugh so wildly, I couldn't help but fall into doubt.
I'm serious. It's really funny. Meow?
He imitated my appearance, put his hands on my shoulders, and said solemnly:
weiyingXiaoyu, I will not let you down, I will definitely succeed.
Feeling the heat from my shoulders and listening to his sonorous and powerful oath, I suddenly felt so great.
Ah, the brilliance of a mother's love, meow?
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Wei Ying fused the green flower, and Dizi had recognized him as the master.
In the blink of an eye, March will pass, and he can already manipulate all things proficiently.
During this time, my little brothers complained a lot.
luanzanggangdeyuanlingxiaodiYour Majesty~ Madam, he took down the throne!
I went to find Wei Ying angrily.
Sure enough, my throne was gone.
xiangfenglingWei Wuxian! Get out for this king!
My lion roar skills improved by leaps and bounds during this period, which was all forced.
weiyingHey little fish, look what I have in my hand.
weiyingYou said that there are no human flowers and trees in the mass burial hill, so I will give you a fan of dark fragrance and thin shadows, and I will allow you to have dark fragrance on your sleeves.
I took the fan in his hand. The fan bone was made of fine plum blossom wood, and a cold plum with snow was painted on the white fan.
xiangfenglingThis plum blossom is the leg of my throne chair...