Bloody Mercenary: The Cruel Majesty Is Terrible

Chapter 272 I will remember everything you gave me (1)

"Meow-"

Toothbrush meowed, and then lay on Sha Mo Yao's shoulder as if dead.Killing Mo Yao turned her head slightly and walked in slowly.

The drops of water rushed towards the direction of killing Mo Yao like it was raining.Seeing that, he was about to touch the clothes that killed Mo Yao.But the woman suddenly changed her pace and staggered away, just in time to avoid the infestation of the water droplets.

"cry--"

A faint fragrance came from the nose, which made people unconsciously obsessed.

Killing Mo Yao confirmed the source of the water droplet.

This is really thanks to Han Ye. On the first day she came to Miaojiang, Han Ye specially introduced the flower of weeping tears to her.Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the temple today, I met tears.

Should this be luck or fate?
"High Priest, isn't this welcome a little too warm?"

Killing Mo Yao has already said so, the high priest, there is no possibility that he will not appear.

When he missed a hit, he had already missed the opportunity.Even if he doesn't come out, killing Mo Yao will force him to come out.Instead of embarrassing yourself, it's better to come out first.

Han Ya looks extremely good-looking.Wearing a long-sleeved jet black dress, the long sleeves hang down to the waist.The blue silk is tied up with plain hosta, and the thin lips are upturned.Qian Sing's eyelashes are dizzy with light, her pupils are brown, and the spring mountains are clear and far away.The end is just like Mr. Yujia.

Killing Mo Yao suddenly remembered that she accidentally saw it in a book many years ago.

Flowers bloom on Moshang, and the son is like jade.

It's no wonder that these ignorant people regard Han Ya as a god-like person, and are so obsessed with it.

It's a pity that such a person should be a clean and flawless person, but his hands are stained with blood that shouldn't be stained.It is doomed, Han Ya, it can only be a tragedy.

"Since the high priest welcomed me so warmly, I'd better give the gift to the high priest first. lest the high priest say that I don't know the etiquette."

Killing Mo Yao threw the head in his hand.

Han Ya took it gracefully, and glanced at it lightly.The smile on the corner of his mouth was completely frozen there.

"Kill—Mo—Yao—"

Han Ya could no longer maintain the image of a fairy, and her entire face was twitching with anger, which was as hideous as it was.

"I don't need to remind you, High Priest. I also remember my name. Of course I still remember everything you gave me, High Priest. I always feel sorry for making the High Priest wait so long before giving it back to you."

(End of this chapter)