The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

Mo Yan's forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

no way!

Just hear the voice of that woman, how can you be affected so far?

It's been decided a long time ago.

Dig out the rotten flesh of her heart, take out the dirty blood inherited from her body, and then stab the weak and incompetent self of childhood to death, smash the bone, and grow the flesh again!

He should not be dominated by the shadow, he is the shadow!

Ziqianmo's soul cultivation is extremely high. She is acutely aware of Mo Yan's difference. Mo Yan's soul is shaking violently, as if she has been stimulated.

If it is in the process of cultivation, the soul will have such a shock, and it will be possessed by the devil, and the muscles will burst to death.

Ziqianmo couldn't help worrying.

Subconsciously, she reached out a hand and grabbed his arm. "What's the matter with you?"

In the scarlet world, a glass shimmer is projected.

A little warmth.

Mo Yan lowers his head and just bumps into a beautiful eye pupil that is clear and indifferent. His whole body is shocked, and the disordered pressure of spirit gradually returns to calm, and his soul also returns to its original position.

"I'm fine." His voice was deep and hoarse, with endless pain.

She's here.

She was there.

Desolate heart, like pouring into the spring.

"It's all right?" Ziqianmo didn't believe, "you don't look good."

Almost on the spirit pressure, soul power disorder!

I'm afraid I'm not feeling well at the moment. It's a pity that she doesn't have the elixir to nourish and repair her soul. Otherwise, if you give him one, you should be able to recover immediately.

The smile on Chu Wuxu's face was a little stiff. He had to have a strong psychological quality to keep it.

What the hell?

I have been so enthusiastic to take the initiative to say hello to her. Ziqianmo didn't even look at herself. She didn't even pay attention to a word. Instead, she told the handsome man in black that you were my husband. When she was the first princess of Beilan, didn't she exist?

Soon loves to death!

"Miss Ziqi"

Chu Wuxu deliberately raised the volume, lifted the floor dragging Jisha silver silk skirt, and took a step closer to ziqianmo to show his sense of existence.

Ziqianmo was hurt by the sudden high volume.

The demon itself is more sensitive than human's sense of smell and hearing.

As a demon king, she is especially serious.

"It's so noisy."

Ziqianmo frowned unhappily, with a long iceberg face, frightfully cold. Can't you see she's busy?

She also wants to give Mo Yan a pulse.

Chu Wuxu

The mood at the moment, how a sour cool.

I really want to kill this smelly girl!

She is so beautiful and young. With her, I'm afraid I can't keep my title as the first beauty of the four countries!

She has to endure.

Coax this smelly girl first, refine the Zhuyan pill for yourself!

Mo Yan also looks at Chu Wuxu. I can't imagine that in his lifetime, he can see such a shriveled expression on this woman.

Interesting.

"Miss purple, I just want to invite you to dinner and lunch together." Chu Wuxu is still gentle.

I'm angry, but I still need to keep smiling.

"Who are you?" Ziqianmo's face was expressionless. She only felt that this woman was wearing a white dress, a silver belt, and even her shoes were frosty. It was not like coming to a birthday party, but rather like going to a funeral.

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Baise: base / person (╯ -) ╯╧╧

#You stand here and don't move until I kill you#

#Husband, I love you#

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