Di Fuling's face was blue and white, and he couldn't get off the stage.
Falling with Luo Feiyue is absolutely harmful to her, but the Red Thunder Cat has seen her vicious methods in Di Fuyao's hands, so how dare she come forward now?
Looking at Emperor Fuyao pinching the Red Thunder Cat in one hand, his expression is pleasant and his posture is chic, how can he look like a mouse in the past?
"What kind of sisters��� affection is deceitful! Di Fuling, I will never help you deliver letters to my brother!" Luo Feiyue looked at the hesitant Di Fuling, taunting her eyes, but he still regarded her as if she was hesitant. Sister, it seems you are stupid now!
When Di Fuling heard anxiously, she quickly grabbed Luo Feiyue's hand and tried to act like a sister, but she turned away with disgust.
"Di Fuyao, what do you want?!" Di Fuling shook his face and glared.
From the beginning to the end, I looked at Di Fuyao who was'sister love' like an outsider, smiling at Hexi, extremely innocent, "I haven't seen a stinky pig, so I want to know what a stinky pig looks like?"
She stubbornly wanted to watch the aloof Di Fuling perform a stinky pig. The young ladies on the side felt very exciting, and all stared.
"Heh, interesting." The ethereal voice suddenly entered Di Fuyao's ears, mixed with the sharp and miserable cry of the Red Thunder Cat, and disappeared for a moment, as if she was hearing a hallucination.
Di Fuling stared at her angrily: "Di Fuyao, I will make you regret it!"
Di Fuyao smiled kindly and innocently: "I'm sorry, your sister doesn't have the word regret in my dictionary, but there are many words like dying, not wanting to live, but not wanting to live, but five sisters want to try? "
"You!" Di Fuling was so angry that she almost crushed her silver teeth.
In order to marry the sweetheart, the necessary sacrifice is worth it!
Di Fuling was cruel and cruel, in front of everyone's eyes, his knees slowly bend down, his hands on the ground, crawling, crawling back and forth on the ground for a while, just about to clap his hands and stand up.
The abrupt voice was suddenly depressed.
"You have to be vivid and vivid, and you must have a good voice and emotion. You don't know that you think you are performing mentally and mentally disabled."
As soon as these words came out, the aristocratic ladies next to them couldn't hold back, and laughed.
Di Fuling was full of anger and wanted to vent all of it, but looking at the pinched red thunder cat in Di Fuyao's hand that was about to die, she looked at the gloomy expression of her'sister' Luo Feiyue, she had to gritted her teeth again. When crawling back and forth, he had to make a few snorts that looked like pigs.
All the ladies laughed so much that tears were about to come out.
Di Fu shook his eyebrows slightly and looked at Di Fuling, who was learning to walk, hum, and roll all over the floor, and the corners of his lips were jokes playfully, "Tsk, if you put Wumei in the pigpen, it will be really harmonious. Those little piglets can't tell who is true and who is false."
shame! What a shame!
Di Fuling lowered his head, eyes full of terrifying hatred.
Luo Feiyue was completely focused on the Red Thunder Cat, looking at the contracted beast that was about to be burped with distress, and eagerly pleaded: "The fourth lady, I am wrong, shouldn't talk nonsense, can I return the contracted beast? give me?"
"Of course, I count the words." Di Fuyao smiled and threw the contents in his hands.
The dying Red Thunder Cat drew a graceful arc in the air, and then slammed it down on Di Fuling, struggling, and instantly blood fell like a rain of blood, and she was embarrassed with blood from head to toe.
Everyone was dumbfounded, watching the bloody scene like a ghost.
Emperor Fuyao Feng Qingyun twitched the corner of his mouth lightly: "It's not dirty, how do you call it a stinky pig?"