The final BOSS comes from twenty years later

"you……"

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

"I'm willing to say, you let me go, you..." Zhao Mengmeng cried.

Snapped.

"You beat me after you said it!"

"The hand feels so good, I didn't control it, my hand slipped."

Tang Luo coughed, put her down a little embarrassedly, and then watched the little girl aggrieved by tidying up her skirt.

"Go ahead, reason." Tang Luo asked.

"There is a fortune teller who said you are my life's enemy, let me be careful." The little girl sniffed and said.

"Fortune teller?"

"Ok."

"Is a bald head with fifteen pits on his head?"

"how do you know."

Zhao Mengmeng was a little puzzled, that man was the astrologer of the Far East, but Tang Luo, a public enemy of the world, would recognize him.

Tang Luo: "..."

Okay, you Gong Juren.

I didn't expect you with thick eyebrows and big eyes to start nauseating me so early.

All things said, there were no evil forces or foreign spies. Tang Luo sat in silence for a while before remembering the special terms mentioned in the diary just now.

"By the way, who the hell is the lord of death you admire."

"He is the king of the world."

Zhao Mengmeng made a big gesture, about one meter two.

"How powerful he is, what you are... Well, Isadura Fina Snow Drkness Yong Ye, you should know."

"I stopped using that name a year ago!"

The little girl was a little embarrassed.

Tang Luo nodded.

Secondary Two will also grow up, but the growth rate is limited, at least not incurable.

He comfortedly asked: "Then what is your name now."

"Isadura·Deep Snow·Starry Night·Drkness·Ziyue Liuli, the position is still the daughter of death." Zhao Mengmeng said triumphantly.

Tang Luo: "..."

The doll is hopeless.

She should have suggested her mother to take Zhao Mengmeng to see her brain.

Tang Luo worked hard to calm himself down, and could calmly talk to a second-degree illness, "No matter how strong the master of death is, can you describe it in detail."

"Well, that..."

Zhao Mengmeng was clearly editing, and then he raised his hand.

"He has a big sickle with a six-pointed star engraved on it. When he swings it with all his strength, he can instantly kill people in this city!"

"So strong, I lost."

After confirming that the lord of the eternal death report indeed just happened to have the same name.

Tang Luo nodded.

He stood up and walked without turning his head.

The few elementary school girls who had just gone out were eating watermelon at the door, and when they saw Tang Luo coming out, they gave him a piece.

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The watermelon they ate was quite sweet, it was chilled in the refrigerator, and it was refreshing and refreshing.

Tang Luo's car stopped at the entrance of the Internet cafe.

In return.

He went to get pineapple juice for the little girls to drink.

So the little girls were happier and sat on the doorstep to eat watermelon with him.

"Brother, you are Sister Zhao's boyfriend, did you come to play with her?" asked a little girl with a ball head.

"No," Tang Luo said, "Why ask that."

Now children are too precocious.

Zhao Mengmeng was fifteen years old, and at most he was just in high school.

I'm looking for a boyfriend at this age, think about it...

amount.

There is no comparable object by his side.

So Tang Luo lowered his head to gnaw on the melon, pretending to accidentally ignore the problem.

"Sister Zhao said that her boyfriend in her previous life was a black knight, with horns and wings, driving a black car, tall and handsome, and the strongest knight under that very powerful fairy." The little girl hugged. Said with a watermelon.

Tang Luo lowered his head.

Today I am black jeans with half sleeves of the same color, and Mercedes is also black.

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