Chapter 88 Who is it

Zhao Er was about to leave the Niwan Palace. After thinking about it, he suddenly stretched out his hand and used a little trick to pull out the twin flowers from the golden sand out of thin air and took them in his hand. At this time, Zhou Qingyun, like a little white sheep, just kicked on Zhao Er's kneecap, but he moved a little from the original goal.

"Are you itching me?" Zhao Er looked at Zhou Qingyun with a bad smile and flew out, looking directly at the female body in front of him as if nothing.

Zhou Qingyun kicked on the golden stone, and his face suddenly turned pale. He didn't snort when he bit it. At a glance, his feet were red and swollen.

Zhao Ershen remembered the Niwan Palace and saw Chen Yuanzhuyu's hand groping around his waist. At the same time, he said strangely, "What's the matter? Why is the adult's belt gone?" The hand slowly went down and wanted to be rude.

It turned out that the more Chen Yuanzhu thought about what happened just now, the less uncomfortable it was. She stared at Zhao Feirong, who was in a trance. I couldn't sleep, so I looked at Zhao Er beside me, and slowly the two slender legs leaned together and rubbed slightly.

In the past two months, they have not slept together. Sometimes when people can't sleep alone in the dead of night, Chen Yuanzhu's heart also has a trace of thinking of coming out of the wall.

Zhao Er's mind floated in the air. Seeing her charming expression and a pool of spring water in her eyes, it was obvious that the spring heart was rippling. I couldn't help thinking that this woman couldn't help it. It seemed that even if she was clean, the treacherous demon Luo Yu was born under the nine springs, was doomed to be cuckolded.

"It's better to take advantage of yourself." Such an idea suddenly appeared in Zhao Er's mind. He threw it out in a funny way. As soon as he moved, he returned to his body. He reached out and grabbed the hooligan's hand and threatened, "You, a woman, are not ashamed. Can men's things be touched casually?"

"Ah!" Chen Yuanzhu screamed, then realized that she was fooled and said coquettishly, "Your Excellency, you are scared to death." Then he saw a flower and a golden rope suddenly in Zhao Er's hand, and said curiously, "What is this? Where did you come from?"

Zhao Er smiled and said nothing. He pinched her little hand and said, "I still have something to deal with. You can get off the plane by yourself. If you are free, I will go to your hotel to find you.

After saying that, without waiting for Chen Yuanzhu, who was surprised to ask, Zhao Er held the two flowers in his right hand, shook the Ruyi golden rope in his left hand, and walked to the VIP cabin where the curse prince was seated.

His footsteps can be said to be subtle with almost no sound, but his movements were still glimpsed by the 'Wen Jin' in the eight equipment of ninjas, which spread into the ears of the wind demon Xiaojiro. He hurriedly put Wen Jin in his arms and said to the cursed prince, "That Ming man is here."

"Oh! Did he change his mind and want to exchange people? Well, let's go out and greet me." The cursed man guessed happily, although he knew that the possibility was very slim.

The two groups of people met in the aisle. Zhao Er was not surprised at all about this. If the curse didn't arrange people around him, he would be surprised. It's not a drag at all. Let's go straight:

"Spell the prince, I don't know if you feel it. A strong breath is coming towards us? I don't hide it from you, but I'm my ant. I'm known as the 'fairy in the flower'. The magic skills of the flower and the world I practice are almost beautiful, and I can use all the flowers in the world as an attack. The strange flower with teeth in my hand is cultivated by her, but she is a beauty with her appearance, temperament and cultivation. I don't know if Mr. Zhu is interested in teaming up with me to capture her?

The cursed prince looked at the twin flowers in Zhao Er's hand, stretched out his forefinger and touched it. The strange flower suddenly cracked its teeth and bit it. A layer of green flame had long been protected in his hand, and he said with a smile, "This flower is indeed a little tricky. Presumably the owner of the flower is not vulgar. Man, but she is qualified to be the enemy of the demon lord, and she must be very powerful. If I take action, I may be disabled. If there is no beauty to bring tea and water for me, how can I live in the future?

Why can't Zhao Er hear him peeking into Zhao Feirong's thoughts? He has a plan in his heart for this extremely stubborn woman and won't hand it over at all. What he said is, "As you wish."

I don't know if he should be cunning or too treacherous?

"Okay, with the words of the treacherous demon, I will meet the 'fairy in the flower'." The cursed man smiled and took Zhao Er's arm and continued, "Why don't we go out to fight? After all, it's narrow here, and after all, there are more than 300 people on the plane. If all of them crash and die, I'm afraid it will disturb the hero king you have been, but it's not good."

"Good!" Zhao Er nodded and said that he accompanied Mr. Curse and his bodyguard to the tail of the plane, a closed and independent place for storing luggage. Along the way, I met two stewardesses, who fainted with the green flame in the hand of the cursed prince.

This time, the curse didn't bring the beautiful girl, and the widow's illness suddenly attacked the unconscious stewardess.

Zhao Er looked at him with disgust, emitting a green fire flame in his eyes, and decomposed the thick steel plate into a wide gap. A powerful turbulence poured in, rolling up the originally neat and orderly luggage and goods flying all over the air, smashing on the wall of the plane, and the plane was also a little unstable. .

But whether it was Zhao E, or Mr. Zhu and his ninja bodyguard, they stood still and jumped out of this gap one after another, not to mention the parachute, not even a piece of cloth.

Zhao Er went to the end and deliberately removed the iron plate on a dining car. When the gap fell, it did not fall quickly, but a dark cloud rose under his feet and pasted the iron plate on the gap. His eyes were emitting a real flame from the fire, but this time it was a pure hot flame. There was no horrible decomposition attribute, and the gap was one by one. The dots are welded.

The frantic wind did not pour in. The plane, which caused countless passengers to scream after a few slight shaking, flew smoothly to Tibet.

Zhao Er drove down and turned around and saw Mr. Curse and others standing on a multi-legged monster cloud shaped like a spider not far away. He sighed, "The treacherous demon takes care of the lives of these mortals, but it is the blessing of these people!" The corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm, and he obviously thought that his behavior was too much.

Zhao Er's eyes suddenly shrank, but he saw that there were only six short bodyguards standing behind him. One of them didn't know how to hide it from him, and obviously he was still stranded on the plane.

He was suddenly anxious, but Zhao Er did not attack because of this, because the flowers and shadows had swept over like a storm, and the surroundings were full of roaring winds, and the stirred people were a little unstable.

There seems to be such a question in the wind: "Who is it and who is it?" Imprison my sister!"

The curse was a little contemptuous before, and his face couldn't help but change.

Zhao Er was fearless. He threw the twin flowers in the heart of his right palm to a bodyguard behind the curse son and asked him to protect him first. He shook the golden hoop and couldn't wait to roar in the direction of the wind:

"Who else can there be? Naturally, Hehuanzong fell into the rain and had a traitor!"