Niu Fei Zai Xia

: The fifth hundred sixty-four unacceptable cheongsam and high heels

Once upon a time, Wu Hao remembered the cheongsam show tonight, and he repented in his heart: I am so blinded?

Although I didn't reveal any skin, I didn't have any eyes to eat ice cream, or even think about it afterwards. It seems that all the men who are present are not there, but they have a new nickname: Fairy Witch.

Why? The combination of fairies and witches.

When Wu Hao walked out with plain white cheongsam and light-colored high heels, everyone rounded his eyes.

The cat's step is to fully display the female's hip gravity.

Like the S-shaped curve, her charming figure is deeply imprinted on everyone's mind.

"This, this... these steps are gone, so I see a woman who feels itchy?" A scorpion whispered.

"Not just you, I am..." A scorpion next to him responded, and his eyes still did not turn, staring at Wu Hao.

I have never seen a woman who is charming and demon. She has never seen such a pure girl like water, but they are combined.

I have a life! A group of scorpions shouted in their hearts.

No wonder the world will be elected. The people made their own judgments: there are such beautiful people, let alone no choice, just choose the right one, the king will also abolish the old Zheng and then welcome such a Jiao Niang!

Some nephews suddenly remembered one of the many good poems circulating in the palace not long ago, and mourned the exit: "Returning to smile and smiling, the six palaces have no color."

Several nephews around nodded subconsciously.

This sentence is just right, it really shines.

"Oh... like this sentence is what she wrote?" A **** knows the ins and outs. I know that this poem is the calligraphy treasure that Wu Hao gave to Qi Wang.

Several nephews rolled their eyes together. Good guy, this is what you said. Actually, I expected this result early, and I have more confidence in seeing people?

Fortunately, she is not the same as her own. Otherwise, let her be upright, and what are the opportunities for me to wait for the king? Qi Qi had to report early, and it was far from this side.

With her deep mysteriousness, she naturally is not as close as she is. At this moment, I was shocked and confused.

This girl, there is still a flattering side?

Naturally, this is nothing more than this!

Qi Qi feels that when she is the most prosperous, she is not her opponent. What's more, this girl has not grown up!

The stupid kid at home. You have to work harder. Qi Qi even wants to send another letter and urge his son to fight for it.

Missing such a good girl, she must be sorry for her son.

Wu Hao noticed the stunned eyes of the people. He gradually felt that something was wrong. He quickly took back the cat step and stood firm and asked: "How? Who is going to give it a try?"

"..." is still as unanswered as before. And even whispers are gone.

When this woman is out, who will dare to make it?

failure!

No one shouted. No one is flattering.

Everyone hides the huge solitude in their hearts and is cold.

Wu Hao forgot to consider the times.

Too advanced, too radical.

Although it is undeniable that high heels and cheongsam are the weapon to highlight the beauty of women, they are too sharp.

This is like the lack of a scabbard blade, can not be held in the hands at all times, or sooner or later will hurt the owner himself.

Taifeng is sharp! Moreover, it is still the female body of the evolutionary body, which directly stabbed the confidence of the women present.

This is the key point for Wu Hao to show the failure of high heels and cheongsam.

Just can't think of it. A few years later, cheongsam and high heels were not popular in the public, but instead they became the props of the boudoir. This was even more annoyed after Wu Hao learned it.

In a quiet, Wu Hao ended.

The scorpions are deeply affected.

They used to consciously look inferior and even have their own specials. See you today. I realized that I really can't.

The enemy is almost the same as the enemy, and it is called the enemy. The gap is too big. That is called a divide...

Wu Hao changed back to her sister Xiaomei's custom-made clothes, carrying the things she had just done and flowing, and went out of the palace quite boringly.

She is boring? Others can't sleep.

Qi Tong worried that his son did not live up to expectations.

The eunuchs began to ponder the inevitable future of the harem as a family member, how to slap in the future.

Several nephews were too hurt in the heart, and they sighed and looked old in the mirror.

Wu Hao didn't know his own tempest, but it caused a lot of people's leisure, and how to annoy his high heels and cheongsam did not arouse the enthusiasm of everyone.

Wu Hao went straight to the outside of the city. Show the token of the world, and go out of the city smoothly.

In fact, with her strength, as well as the characteristics of Xuanqi not being noticed, instant and instant, it is impossible to quietly leave the city.

When I arrived outside the city, Wu Hao thought about it and sneered at the place that Zong Zhilian considered.

Hey, take him out!

She let the carriage go back first and went to the river.

Even if he doesn't mention the mysteriousness, Wu Hao is also very fast by his physical strength. But for a dozen breaths, I have already rushed out.

When you get to the river, you can feel the volatility of Zongzhilian.

However, there is still a strange atmosphere.

Ok? Have an assassin?

Wu Hao was shocked.

This breath is a bit familiar, but full of strange feelings.

She rushed over.

"Oh--" Zong Zhilian was standing by the river, noting that Wu Hao was carrying a bag and coming, and quickly made a snoring action.

Wu Hao saw you early, and there was another person by the river. It was a cloud injury that closed his eyes and meditated.

The familiar and strange strange smell is from the body of the cloud.

Very unstable volatility.

It was high for a while and low for a while.

The low one is only one star, and the high one is Samsung.

"What happened?" Wu Hao lowered his voice and asked Zong Zhilian in a vague voice.

Zong Zhilian took a look at Wu’s sleeves and pulled her farther and farther away. Only then led Zong Zhilian’s chin to whisper: “He is actually understanding the knife!”

"Ah?" Wu Haoyi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Comprehend the knife?

No way? Doesn't it mean that the mood is to be involved after the month? Or is this mood different from the mood?

Zong Zhilian saw her incomprehensible expression and immediately said lowly: "I just said something with him at the river. He made a sudden statement of his own secret words in order to make me wake up."

"Secret love?" Wu Hao's gossip sentiment rose, and the spirit was so busy that he was waiting.

"Cough, no heart, no lungs." Zong Zhilian turned a blind eye: "Don't talk to you, simply say, he is enlightened."

"Epiphany?"

Zong Zhilian explained: "You have heard of a classic cloud [Wu Tu million, different ways to the same nest, the law is worth billions, everything is all]?"

Wu Hao nodded and saw similar words in many martial arts books.

Zong Zhilian slowed down: "I want to say that I am arrogant, I guess, he is mad at it!"

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