Long Ze sat up and picked up a coat and put it on him. "Somebody!"

"Lord!"
"Is there a letter from Chitang?" Long Ze eyes suffused with cold to ask.
"My husband has just written a letter, which has infiltrated into the Baililan army. I believe that we can get news in a few days … At the same time, Chitangfu asks you to be prepared whether Loulan Kingdom will be destroyed in your mind … but if Loulan Kingdom is destroyed, you will bear the name of a tyrant!"
"Ah? Tyrant? " Long Ze disdains to sneer at his eyes flashing with jack-o’-lantern, which is so cold and cold.
"Let small Qing son become like this … everyone must die …" Long Ze said in a low voice that his eyes were also distorted as the undead were lurking and angry.
Long Ze went to the lamp and poured himself a cup of tea. He looked up and drank it. He squeezed the teacup hard.
"I won’t let Xiao Qing-er bear the evil charge alone … if she really hates everything, I will ruin everything!" Long Ze’s eyes kept flashing with cold light, and the teacup in his palm melted into ashes and flowed out from his fingers.
The light flashing dragon ze sound becomes very distorted and strange.
In the dim sight, his gorgeous face slowly became blurred … Stretching out his hand and stroking his face gently, feeling the temperature of Nalanqing just now. Long Ze squinted her eyes and hooked her lips happily. "Everyone wants Xiaoqinger to die, so everyone must die … from the Baililan Loulan country … bit by bit, I will crush all their bones … and tear them bit by bit … Let them know that there is Xiaoqinger on the court!"
"At present, there is some balance in the distribution of power in the DPRK. At the same time, Wu ‘an Hou seems to be testing something … a large number of his troops have been called back and buried heavily beside his wife …"
Long Ze grinned. "Send someone to watch Wu ‘an. If he dares to hand Xiao Qinger, he will never show mercy!"
"Madam’s line has aroused the vigilance of the four parties … it is likely that the four parties will unite to take the lead in eradicating … after all, all the soldiers are in Madam’s hands …" Kuai was a little worried.
"What are you afraid of? Kill in one word! "
"But …"
Long Ze stretched out his hand and grabbed the raccoon neck, revealing a crazy smile, as lotus flowers in a sea of blood are so enchanting and beautiful.
"Listen up, Wan Li Jiangshan is just a plaything for me … I want Xiaoqinger to give it to her from the Jiangshan Department of Wan Li … whether she wants to govern the national game or want to have a little experience, such as fighting in the mainland …"
"China is a chess game, the throne is the center of the chessboard, and I am the chessboard general! Really hold the chess player is small qing son want her to be willing to manipulate me to place … "
Kuai’s face was very pale, and his neck was choked by Long Zeli. He couldn’t say a word, and he stared at Long Ze’s twisted words for a long time, which shocked his heart.
I knew for a long time that my owner was a crazy person, but I didn’t think of him, which made people feel so crazy.
Don’t want anything, don’t want anything …
Chess is ecstatic as if you have got the world … a puppet manipulated by his master but feels happier than happiness.
This is terrible!
Smoothing your edges and corners bit by bit, turning yourself into a clear shadow of Nalan … Think carefully about where the world remembers the image of the organization.
Since when has he forgotten his main character?
Before is so angry and often so violent …
Since when? Suddenly found that the main character has become very vague?
It’s like I’m about to forget …
Raccoon’s eyes widened and he suddenly thought of something, and he couldn’t say anything.
"Xiao Qing-er can’t disturb her when she’s having fun … when she’s tired of playing, she’ll sit in a clean position and accept the admiration of heaven and man … now all of you are not allowed to disturb her … and all the good people who disturb her must die … even you!"
Let go, kneel down, stretch out your hand and cover your neck. His neck is still burning and painful, and he dare not look at Long Ze.
"Is it white?"
"It’s white!" Chi didn’t dare to say any more. He firmly understood the fact.
Master and slave have been working on a crazy plan … longitudinal NaLanQing … At the same time, planning to keep her trapped around forever …
"If you are white, just keep an eye on Wu ‘an Hou … keep an eye on Yu Chitang, the minister of the DPRK. You don’t need others to intervene. Just tell the truth there!" Open a YanHeng also can’t handle thyme blue miscellaneous army?