Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

This is a golden whistle. Under the sun, the whistle reflects a little golden light on it. It is beautiful.

"You don't get tired of it, and more time is in the future." Seeing the Fengchu song and the imperial dust, the night of the demon, "This thing, for you..."

Feng Chuge raised his eyes and looked at the golden whistle. "Is this?"

"Newly married gift!" said the demon night, put the whistle in the hands of Feng Chuge. "The seven groups of rabbits have sent so many things, and this uncle naturally can't fall behind them. As long as you blow this whistle, this uncle will appear immediately, do you believe it or not?"

Feng Chu song looked at the whistle.

Although this looks very ordinary, but the faint phoenix song can feel the volatility around it.

"This is the golden whistle, it is alive, but also a monster." Xu was aware of the surprise of Fengchu song, the night explained. "In short, if something goes wrong in the future, you will blow this whistle. Even if this uncle can't appear, the group of monsters and beasts will follow your command!!" The demon night said, the sight fell on the emperor. On the body of the dust, "Small songs, if this guy bullies you later, you will blow the whistle, and you will not believe that the millions of beasts can't deal with him!!"

Holding the golden whistle in the hand, Feng Chu’s eyes were moving a little. Listening to the demon night, she naturally knows the preciousness of this golden whistle. If it is good, I am afraid that the demon night used to order the monsters...

"It's too expensive, you still take it back."

"Facious? Where is it expensive? It's just a whistle. This uncle is here, grab a lot!" The night of the night, both hands clasped his chest and raised his eyebrows. "You will accept it. I will not stay here and watch you love and love, otherwise ah... this uncle will be jealous."

The demon night said, turned around and wanted to leave.

Under the sun, the red figure is partial and desolate.

Looking at the figure, Feng Chuge’s brain flashed the lonely look of the first time when the demon night came out from the town demon tower.

Feng Chu Ge’s red lips moved slightly and eventually stopped him.

"Demon night!!"

The footsteps of the demon night are slightly stagnation.

His hands on both sides were pinched and loose, loose and pinched.

For a long time, he turned and went, and all the faces on his face were gone, and he was replaced with a pair of glamorous laughs.

He smiled very beautifully, and the tears in his eyes, on the pale face, more and more dazzling, like Manzhu Shahua, beautiful and heart-wrenching.

"Why? I can't bear this uncle?" The night of the demon, it was very "wind | Sao".

Feng Chu song sighed twice and went forward. "Demon night, no matter what happens, remember, we are always on your side, you, always our friend."

"Okay, I know. It’s really awkward..." The night of the night, waved his hand impatiently, turned and went to his own direction.

He, it is time to go!

He still has his own hatred.

He can't expect her to be with him.

After all, he is just a monster.

However, having her sentence is enough.

He is not alone, he, and friends...

Under the sun, the figure that slowly drifted away became more and more lonely at the moment...

The Fengchu song and the emperor stood in the same place, watching the figure of the demon night, the two looked at each other and then sighed with a sigh...