My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 5666 Going Faster 2

The Western Emperor's face turned black and charcoal, but at this time, he did not continue to bite the dog with the Southern Emperor's dog, but silently walked aside, letting the Southern Emperor first take someone in.

Don't look at the Southern Master taking a step and shake, in fact, the pace is really not weak.

But for a moment, he dragged the team to the place where Mo Ba was pulled.

The dog nose of the Western Emperor is very sensitive, sniffing hard, "There is a breath of their activity here."

"I can feel it too." The southern master's face was slightly happy, "Can't they still be here?"

"Everyone is looking around."

"If it is possible to find Brother Dongfang and they join together and reorganize into a team, it would be fine." The Southern Master giggled.

Unexpectedly, the Western lord will be the first to yell at her, "Who will lead the team when integrated into a team? Who will be the boss? Should you or should I be? Or do you think the Eastern lord will hand over his team to you?"

It's whimsical!

Take the Western lord himself, it is impossible for him to be small for anyone.

The Eastern Sovereign is not a good match, and it is even more unlikely that the people under his hands will be handed over to them. Who will be able to bear that responsibility when he is dead and injured?

The Southern Master sneered, "I know you are old and immortal, like to find me a ballast."

"Okay, the two lords don't quarrel anymore. Let's find out if there is a figure of the Eastern lords nearby?"

"came back."

During the talk, hundreds of practitioners ran back, but everyone looked a little weird.

"Why are you so stinky?" The southern master squeezed his nose and yelled at a burly male trainer who ran to his side.

She took a step back subconsciously, her face a little bit unhangable.

The cultivator's name was Zhou Ping, and he was a married man.

It's her guest of the curtain. Usually, the two of them are unclearly carrying his honest wife. The Southern Master has always enjoyed the part of seduce the husband ... the pleasure.

Therefore, many of her guests have come to the scene.

This is a kind of her, a special hobby.

The most appreciative is the feeling of those women, who are desperate to live in pain and despair, but can't take their own feelings, hee hee.

Zhou Ping had always lived well and was able to please her.

But at this moment she was stinky, which made her very disgusted.

Zhou Ping was embarrassed, and whispered to the Southern Master, "I'm sorry Nan'er, I just ..."

"Zhou Ping stepped on the **** just now, ha ha ha ha ha!" A wanton and arrogant laughter made Zhou Ping change his face.

You don't need to look back and listen to this voice, it is Zhao Jia, his rival.

This Zhao Jia, relying on being the new darling of the southern lord, was somewhat lawless, and he didn't look at himself all day long, which was abhorrent.

"Zhao Jia, don't talk nonsense."

"What am I talking nonsense? Is it that you haven't stepped on the shit? Or that you haven't been tripped by a shit, ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

The Southern Master immediately stepped back a few steps, staring at Zhou Ping with disgust, "Go and clean yourself up."

That smell is simply unbearable.

Zhou Ping knew that he was justified and quickly retreated, leaving Zhao Jia alone and standing next to the Southern Master with a smile.

"Master, there is nothing near here."

"We've checked it everywhere. Really want nothing."

"Except for a shit, there is only a handful of sunflowers."

(End of this chapter)