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"Don't worry, she is fine, just sleep.

It is said that the flower night god is worried about Sun Yu's safety, Yang Xiaoye laughs and sits on the edge.

Thank you.

After spending night gods, I couldn't help but say: "Wang, you have changed now.

"changed?"

Yang Xia Xiu frowned, understand: "You are taught me, I used to have a good job, clicking innocent?"

.

This is the difference between Yang Xiahe and normal.

Normal people listening to flowers night gods, they will only want to think about it, saying that I have gradually adapted to the outside world, some like this world, and of course I can integrate this society as soon as possible. Just kill? Even if you don't say this, you will not look like Yang Xi, you will be asked from the perspective of the lesson.

This is to put it before, after Wang is angry, speaking, the night god will definitely scare, hurry, in front of her, ask her forgive.

But now - she thinks that she is going to die, there is no need to slave Wang's knee.

I didn't wait until she was asking for mercy, Yang Xiao did not adapt, and the appearance of the appearance: "To make it, it should be you.

"Yes, the king.

At the very least, I am not afraid of death now, just want to die.

Only die, can you get the affection to me - "

The night god just said here, it was interrupted by Yang Xiaojing: "The deep affection of the shit.

Flower night god into tolerance, to take the great love between her and Li Nan.

Even this person is a king.

She raised her head, although she didn't say anything, but she bite her lips, the towering crisp is very fluent, and the eyes are very bright.

Wang Ye has given her auspicious weights that have given her, or to restrain her dare not use words.

This is the case, Yang Xia also doesn't like spending the night god. It is almost a matter of consciousness. The right hand is flashing, and she has smashed her long and tender neck. After a little hard, there is a slight Sound.

When the night god is tattoo, it is forced to slowly settle down, open his mouth.

Her crisp rises are a bigger.

There is a bright red in the silk, penetrating white nightgown, just like a star flower, slowly bloom.

This is when she saved the Yue Yu children, was pierced by Yang Xiao's chopsticks, because it could not withstand strong pressure, and there was a sign of cracked.

Fortunately, the physical quality of the night god, far more frequent, the recovery speed of the wound is very amazing, and the wound is from the inner, otherwise, after the inner wound is broken, she may be fragrant at any time.

It's just not too good to die and die.

Gradually, the night's eyes started to black, and the incense was forced to spit out.

If Yang Xiaoyi uses a touch, the flower beauty's eye will also converge, so it is not beautiful, but it is very scary.

Yang Xiao didn't plan to kill her, of course, will not let her eyeballs, just like her current look.

May the beautiful women in the world are unlucky, only I am one person, smile and proud.

This is one of the wishes of Yang Xia, so she likes the current look of the night god.

The heart is clear in the heart.

It is precisely because of it, so she is reluctant to let himself look, more likely to be beautiful.

So she laughed.

Women's laugh is the most beautiful thing in the world.

The more laughing, Yang Xia is more angry, the greater the power in the hand, the sound is extremely voices: "As long as you can blink, I don't dare to violate me, I will let you.

The night god is big, and it is not awkward.

"Is it difficult to blink?"

Yang Xia has a little breathing, can't help but reach out, just like the comrades, slipping down from her smooth forehead.

Just slipped down, the eyes of the night god were opened again, and it was decided by death.

Just as if she is not closed, she can kill Yang Xiaoyan, and a punch is blowing this dead fate.

Yang Xia also came: "I don't believe it, you don't give me a close eye.

Loosing her neck, grabbing her nightgown collar, stab - full of snow whitening chest, shakingly exposed under the light.

The night gods took a long breath and then coughed sharply.

With the movement of her vigorously cough, the blood of the wound, more.

Yang Xiaoyeded, staring very much to envy more hateful breasts, cold smile, took out a small porcelain bottle.

After seeing her, after this thing, the pupil of the night god suddenly slammed it.

In the porcelain bottle of Wang, there is a very nice name.

What a hundred couples, red powder, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, full of romantic colors.

But this thing is used in people, but there is no more money, it will only make people hate. How can she live in this world and encountered such a great figure in the king.

"I am afraid?"

I closely pay close attention to Yang Xiaoyu, who has changed the color of the night, finally saw her favorite things, swaying the small porcelain bottle in his hand, slowly explained: "This is the 'Butterfly Love Flower'.

What is the butterfly love? Just as long as I put something in your chest, even if you have a bit, you will not stand the taste of death, you have to hug a tree, just the hard to force.

"Breaking the skin, the blood of the blood is full of chest, you will not care, will only use force on the book.

Then, you will attract a lot of people.

Everyone saw the beautiful girl with a delicate drop, after using the sweet and tender and trees, it will be surprised, ask each other, this is a fool? Hey, hehe.

Said, Yang Xia us saw that the night god hugged a tree, attracting a lot of passers-by.

I have a strong persistence that I can't wait, open the lid of small porcelain bottles.

A fluffy aroma immediately touched the oliveness of the flower night.

All the poisons developed by Yang Pei, with a intoxicating aroma.

People who can be poisoned, but they will feel that life is not as good.

After seeing the king's eyes, there was a clear mortal, and the strong flower night will collapse immediately, cry and say: "Wang, ask, ask you, kill me, don't get me again!

Said, she turned over to the bed, and didn't live to Yang.

Yang Xia is a little disappointment: "This is surrendered? It is not intentionally, I really didn't mean.

My butterfly love has not been used, it is really difficult to find dare to make people with my mouth.

Flower night, I beg you? You will give me a chance, let me see how my hard work is, how is the effect?

I dare to swear in front of Xuanyuan God. After I read it, I immediately explained your poison.

Flowers in the night.

Who is this? Just trying to try her hand, look at the drug-style passengers of the butterfly love, the flower night god will look like, not only can put down the king's shelf to ask for people, but also swear by Xuanyuan.

It's really drunk.

How can I agree with the night god? Only the cry is more.

"shut up!

Yang Xiaoyi is finally impatient, and the cold voice has a trip.

The cry of the night god, immediately stopped.

"Really regret, hey."

It's really a regrettable Yang Xiaoyu, and after sighed, cover the small porcelain bottle.

But then took out a small porcelain bottle, saved the hair of the night god, forced her to stand up.

"Wang, Wang Shang -"

Seeing Yang Xiao also handed over the small porcelain bottle, to fall on her crisp, I didn't see the speech of the small porcelain bottle, and the look was desperate, I slammed out. The tongue biting it.

Yang Xia did not look at her, raised his hand and knocked down.

Then, the chin of the night god, was magically dislocated.

Not only dislocated, but the whole body can't move, so it is straight to the bed, tears are squatting.

"You like this, look at it.

Yang Yao raised his hand and took the shot on the left face of the flower night, and then laughed and said: "But soon, you will feel the good taste that is not as good as death."

Haha, when I arrive, when you hold a tree, you can take your dairy's chest, take a photo, upload to the network, let the people in the world look at the big name Ding Ding's boss God, how much is the action, soul.

Said, she took a single hand, wiped a few times on the night god wound, holding a small porcelain bottle of the right hand.

There is a spurting white medicine powder, sprinkling on the wound.

With the sprinkler of the powder, the muscles of the night god are full of stiffness.

Tears will no longer flow.

Even, how did Yang Xie let her down, she doesn't know.

Just silly, sitting in the hospital, looking down at the chest.

"How, what did you feel?"

Yang Yun is curious, asked.

I have no action, she is waiting for a terrible feeling.

Soon, there is.

First itch, then there is a very comfortable cool, from the wound, as if there is a small hand that only disappears, is a gentle appeaseable wound.

Tears, I will be ignored again.

She was last connected to the hundred days of husband and wife, and the red powder is two kinds of poisons. It is this feeling.

Then, the painless pain can then be like a high-speed rail, and it is a dark abyss.

It is only obvious that the time of this poison is different from the top twice - comfortable time, pain has not come.

It is very clear that the night god is clear, the longer the time, the more violent time when pain is coming.

"Ha, haha.

The ear, came from Yang Xiaoxiao: "Fool, I will give you a poison, it is the treatment of the treatment of the treatment of the treatment.

You are so fun like this.

Killing me.

Hey, hey, I can't stand it, and those mediocroaches will be treated with you.

Just thinking more of you more sins, to punish you, you will dare to obstruct me to kill.

The night god suddenly looked up at the king.

Yang You didn't want to see her madness, so when he came to the night, the smile has already converge from her face.

At this point, there has been dawn in the sky.

Dark in front of dawn, just passed.

Yang Xia's face has begun to change quietly.

No matter how it changed, this face has an amazing beauty, but the voice is very indifferent: "I have already played, I will not get you again.

But I must tell you now, why can't you die, and Li Nan loves you, and there is nothing you think.

Which one do you want to listen to? "

Hua Nower has believed that the king is not lie to her, reaching out of pajamas, covering cows, no, after the chest, it will not wait to refute: "He is so love me!"

"It seems that you care about Li Nan love you, far from your own life and death.

Yang Xiao shrugged, said faintly: "Next, I will tell you a secret.

If you have finished listening, I still insist on Li Nan to love you, then I don't have to do it.