Nether King's Genius Wife

The high priest nodded and was about to turn around and go out when the skull in the middle stopped him.

"What else?"

The high priest stood in front of the altar, bowing down and inquiring in a tone of reverence and admiration.

"Don't touch her for the moment."

The skull in the middle seemed to have thought it over before saying so, but his words made the left and the right suspicious.

Didn't you say you'd beat that alien soul out of your wits?

How suddenly I changed my mind, I don't know it will be

"Even if your soul is too small to bear the burden of love."

"So?"

The high priest waited until the voice of the skull in the middle had just dropped, and hurriedly asked.

"What should I do?"

The high priest is worried that his daughter has been occupied by others. If they don't speak out to drive away the souls of other nations, then he

"As it is now!"

The skull on the right said it and giggled.

"Let her bear the burden of love and reproduction, and then wipe out her soul when the son of God comes!"

"Yes

The skull on the left continued, "since her soul is so strong, she has to work harder to bear the pain. After all, it takes a little bit of money to occupy your daughter's body for so long, isn't it?"

The high priest nodded and accepted their arrangement in an instant.

I don't feel that there is any problem in squeezing Muyun until she has used up her last trace of surplus value. Indeed, birds of a feather flock together.

When the Three Outlooks meet their appetite, they can talk freely, can't they?

If you change to someone else to try to talk to a few skeletons, you can't just faint and froth at the mouth!

When the high priest who had been ordered to leave the room, the three green flames on the altar gave out a wild and arrogant laugh. The kingdom of the moon, which had been tormented for 30 years, was finally ushered in a new life!

The green light of the fire rose up a foot high, and the wanton laughter reverberated in the secret room. The green candle fire on the wall, however, was half lowered, and even one or two candles went out directly. Only a wisp of white smoke rose slowly, and a slight pain howl was drowned in the laughter.

When Mu Yun got up, he subconsciously went to the window and lifted the curtain to have a look. Sure enough, the sun has not set yet.

After all, the body's biological clock is used to working at sunrise and resting at sunset. Even if I barely fall asleep, I still can't sleep well.

Unlike the people in the moon, they are used to the habits they have developed over the years.

The sun did not set, and there was no one out there.

Knead the sour body, this day and night upside down life let Mu Yun always feel uncomfortable all over.

Looking back at the sleeping hundred Li Chonghua, er, or Gu Wang, anyway, he is quite comfortable sleeping, without any discomfort.

Lightly bent over to wake up the little lunar calendar in his arms, Mu Yun did not disturb the man sleeping on the floor, but pushed the door to go out.