Heavenly Star

Updated: 2010-08-17

"Master! Ladies... Master, we see the young master!"

The two servants dressed up and panted and ran in. They just started to rush to scream. Successive shouts spread throughout the Yefu up and down, even those who are as quiet as a meteorite on weekdays, and the sinister guards of the eyes are stunned, and their faces are unbelievable. It has disappeared for more than a year. Everyone knows that the ** has been killed. Are these guesses false?

Ye Jia’s backyard fiercely pulled out a figure. He walked quickly to the two people, raised one in one hand, and stared at them with a swearing voice: “What do you say? Tell me again! If you dare to fool Laozi or believe that Laozi is now I am jealous of you."

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, and his eyebrows are white. I can imagine that when I was young, I would be a beautiful man. He gently grasped the collar and put the two in his hand. It was like two people, but two chickens. And he is surrounded by a real killing, this kind of atmosphere is not born by nature, but must undergo countless wars and wars, hand-dyed countless blood can be formed, at this time inadvertently In the momentum of the monks, there was a faint **** smell, so that the two people were as earthy, and even the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

"It’s a young master... We just saw a person on the street who was exactly the same as the young master... Maybe... maybe the young master is back...” the man on the left said stutteringly. As the family of Yefu, I naturally know the terrible power of this general. Since the loss of the young master, his temper has become violent, and the people in front of him are all stunned, and one word dare not say more.

After Ye Wei, two people also hurriedly came over, the front is a rush, the woman in her thirties - Ye Wei's wife, the emperor Wang Bo's Queen Wenshu, the latter Is an old man, his face is majestic and dignified, his hair is white, and the old body is faintly exuding a suffocating suffocating temperament. It is the anger of Ye Jiaye, who is shaking all three feet in the Tianlong City.

"Quickly say, where is he!" Wang Wenqi rushed up in a hurry and asked with a trembling voice. Excited, the two hands did not know where to put them.

The man quickly said: "Mrs....just near the Mengyan Building."

His voice just fell, and Wang Wenzhao, who had not known how long he had not left the house, had already rushed to the door, and he couldn’t even say a word. Ye Wei put down the two and looked at the father behind him. Ye angry face dignified, sighed and said: "It should be a similar person."

I sigh in the mouth, but anyone can hear the excitement in his voice. He is giving vaccination to himself and his son, because the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. If you admit your mistake, the surprise will become another A blow.

A rush of footsteps approached. This is a young man in his twenties who looks calm and shows his talents. He is followed by a follower. Before he was near, he said aloud: "Grandpa, righteous father, baby heard that the younger brother of Wuchen is back, is it true?"

Ye angered and shook his head: "It should be just a similar person, otherwise why not return home... Yun, let's go and see."

When Ye Laozi walked out of the Yefu Gate, this old man was always calm and heavy, and the old man who was still calm and self-sufficient in the face of the million-strong army was actually stunned by the threshold. Hope is hope again, because after all, they have not found their only son, but no one has found or seen his body.

And the son of Ye Jia, who disappeared, his name is also Ye Wuchen. Because he was born in the moon, but there is no star. Happy grandson, the happy father, Ye, was also "poetic", named him Wuchen.

If he can give him another chance to name him, he would rather name him "no disease", "no illness" or "nothing".

At this time, the atmosphere of the original smog in front of Mengyan Building has disappeared invisibly. Most of the young man who originally held the princess now grabbed the small waist of the white-haired girl and chatted with the little princess's neck. Every time he asks a question, the little princess will answer with awkwardness, full of a prostitute. Because of this person who made a knife on her neck and made her cry, she could not be afraid. Just before, her panic mood was obviously a lot weaker.

But the princess's body, although only 13 years old, but it is a man can touch, just this is enough to sentence him to death, but compared to the previous hijacking and injury, this is nothing.

Long Zhengyang has a complex inner heart and is struggling to find ways to end. Others said it well, but he made a real knife on the neck of the little princess. Everyone present was clearly seen. If he passed to the father, he could not help but excuse him.

Wu Shang walked behind Long Zhengyang, staring at Ye Wuchen, whispered: "His Royal Highness."

Long Zhengyang waved his hand and then walked to the front of the squatting car. He said with helpless smile: "Ye brother, you don't give me face too much, hijacking is all right, I thought you were just doing it, I didn't expect you to actually I hurt my emperor, oh~~ let me feel so good."

“Oh?” Ye Wuchen smiled and said slowly: “I just played with Huang’s little sister. The little girl is so cute and so cute, how can I hurt her?”

"Miscellaneous things!" Wu Shang eyebrows upside down, angry and rising, if not the little princess is still in his hands, he will definitely go up and cut him in half. "You resisted the first, hijacked the princess, and then dared to hurt the princess's daughter's body, and now dare not admit it."

"Is it?" Ye Wuchen gave him a cold look, and the palm of the little princess's neck gently touched her delicate neck, so that the little princess who looked at Long Zhengyang was inexplicably inexplicable. It became a little soft: "Where did I hurt the little princess?"

Wu Shang cold channel: "You have a knife on the neck of the Princess Royal Highness, everyone can see clearly, although it is only a minor injury, but the body of the princess, no one has dared to hurt. If you fall in my hands I will definitely pay you back thousands of knives! Hey... Look at your instrument's extraordinary skill, it turns out that you just dare to be a villain who can't be a dare."

Long Zhengyang is also frowning and his voice is low: "What do you mean by this? Even if you hurt my sister in front of me, I still think about pushing you off, but you are actually... I am disappointed!"

Ye Wuchen looked at him and then his eyes fell on Wu Shang’s face. He smiled and said: “What if there is no scar on the neck of this little princess?”

"Then I dug my eyes!" Wu Shang screamed! ^-^^-^

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