Rong Huang grinned dryly at Qi Cong's amber eyes suddenly darkened.

"I think we should wait until it's over before doing this or that, what do you think?"

Although Qi Cong had some uncomfortable emotions in his eyes, he still didn't hold the girl's waist anymore.

Rong Huang breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know that Qi Cong was ill again soon.

"Which is it like this?"

The man's voice rang in his ears, and a hot breath fell on the roots of his ears. The hot Rong Huang shook his hand and almost crushed the jade ornament in his hand.

You are so good.

Are you carrying Pinru's wardrobe?

Rong Huang covered Qi Cong's mouth and pushed the man's face away.

"I think we should deal with the bad guys before discussing this academic issue, what do you think?"

Qi Cong glanced at the battle under the high platform, it was obvious that the dead man showed a slight weakness.

Qi Cong looked at the corpses in one place and nodded in a serious way, "It makes sense." Suddenly, he turned his head and pointed to Rong Huang, "Zizai, do you think the color of the blood looks good?"

Rong Huang: "......???"

Rong Huangquan didn't hear it, pretending to be dead.

Fortunately, Qi Cong didn't say anything more in the future.

The battle situation soon showed a one-sided trend. The original more than one hundred dead men died.

Seeing the **** stream on the high pavilion in the distance, his face became gloomy again.

Throwing the tea cup on Gong Menke's body, Ji Liu asked coldly, "Is this what you promised me?"

Gong Menke knelt down to apologize with tea and tea leaves against his cheeks.

"Qi Cong is not an ordinary person, he has great luck, and you can't handle it." Le Ling, who had not spoken next to him, suddenly said.

"Atmospheric luck?" Ji Liu's expression changed. "Didn't you say that I am the owner of air luck?"

The sarcasm flashed quickly in Le Ling's eyes, and it was almost too late that Cum Liu could not see clearly.

Feng Xi is a god, and Ji Liu is just an ordinary person in the small world with the halo of the hero.

There is no comparison at all.

Seeing that Le Ling didn't speak, Ji Liu had no bottom for a while, and his tone was extremely soft, "Fairy, please take that Qi Cong for me. Thank you afterwards."

Le Ling raised his eyebrows and said faintly, "I don't need to thank you again. I just have an grudge against Rong Huang, and I don't want Rong Huang to get better for you."

"Yes, that Rong Huang is extremely cunning, and is incomparable to such an ice and jade as Fairy."

Le Ling was amused by Cum Liu's kind words, stood up, her graceful figure was coquettish and sexy.

"Just your mouth is sweet." Le Ling let out his consciousness and looked at Rong Huang in the distance, smiling at Ji Liudao, "Don't worry, Qingyi will send troops to attack Xiyuan tomorrow, and Qi Cong will definitely be overwhelmed by the time."

Before Ji Liu had time to thank him, Le Ling disappeared.

Rong Huang was counting how many dead soldiers remained, and suddenly felt a stab at her.

Rong Huang licked his lower lip, then released his spiritual sense, and slammed back.

Seeing Le Ling standing in mid-air, Rong Huang narrowed his apricot eyes.

The king didn't look for you, but you took the initiative to send it to the door.

Qi Cong noticed Rong Huang's strangeness, and looked at the little girl, "What's the matter?"

Rong Huang didn't have time to give Qi Cong a look, so he flashed towards the place where Le Ling was.

The red skirt slipped away from Qi Cong's fingers. Qi Cong looked at the empty palm, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The little girl who was standing next to him has disappeared.

A violent look appeared on Qi Cong's face, and the sandalwood beads in his hand creaked.