"Lord, you are more and more handsome!"

the cold voice of ice ripples is floating in the room. The North Palace moon Hua wakes up and opens her tears with hatred: "wind dance tears, I won't forgive you easily!"

"hum! Who are you? Do you have to forgive me! "

Bingyi has no choice but to take a look at the dancing tears and turn to the North Palace and the moon and say, "Lord, I will send you out!"

outside the courtyard, Beigong Yuehua stood there coldly: "whose child is that?"

"if the master says it belongs to someone, why do you mind. Anyway, didn't you decide not to...