The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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Murong's exquisite eyebrows, picking up, full of arrogance, and with a cold.

Not afraid at all.

Nangong Beichen shouted, "You this witch! Peace is still a child, what do you trick him into?"

Murong Jinuo suddenly giggled, his face became very charming, plus the beauty of the forehead, it was extraordinarily enchanting and secret.

"Nangong Beichen, if you really entertain the door, take her as a bad person!"

Nangong Beichen frowned. "I am just to monitor you, just to monitor you. I already knew that you are in the magic road. Your witch is also the wife of my Nangong Beichen? I think too much!"

The crowd of people, suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the case.

Nangong Beichen sacrificed his marital happiness to monitor the witch and benefit the people. This is really a singer.

"I thought you were confused by my appearance. I didn't expect you to be so bad! But you want to monitor me, why don't you want to monitor this lady... Hey." Murong Yanuo said, reaching out and pointing at it. Nangong North morning on the chest.

"Witch, do you want to monitor us? Why do you want to monitor our human race?" Nangong Beichen had some accidents.

"You said, I am a witch, I will tell you the witch? You want to know the truth, you can check it yourself!" Murong Yannuo is uncharacteristic, with a thin waist and a pair of hair in front of the forehead. .

Jimo suddenly said, "The person you have been monitoring is me. The singer should be controlled by you. I just don't understand. Why did you want to marry me in the first place?"

"Ha ha ha ha, of course, for your ginseng whale treasure. For this magic devotion too, can not directly attract, so control the hundred miles of purple, let her absorb first, and then convert to the magic demon! But now I am right You are not interested, that is, Moya, you have no people to participate in Lingbao, you have dug away the ginseng Lingbao, your blood is not fragrant, and even the wild dogs that pass by will not smell..."

The illusion has been in the air, staying awkward.

Her heart seems to be a thousand words, and it seems to be a blank.

Until Murong Minuo said that the blood of Jimo, even the wild dog that passed the road would not smell, she seemed to think of something...

It is really not fragrant.

The scent of the deadly temptation to her was gone.

There is still blood on the edge of the mouth of the ink, and no one has responded.

She slanted to him, and the voice came from midair.

"Jimoya! My son?" The voice is cold and indifferent, coupled with being in the air, giving a feeling of condescending.

Everyone sighed with a sigh.

What happened just now, the illusion of fascination must have been clearly heard, but now I have come to ask this sentence, the meaning is self-evident.

It was such a sweet love that they broke through all the barriers and eventually came together.

It’s embarrassing that it’s so far.

I can only sigh and make people.

Jimo is silent.

The illusion is sneer, "Are you not quite capable? How can you not even see a child? Are you a genius of the Terran? How good is the Terran, a hundred times more powerful than my demon! Now even a child is guarding Can't live?"

This is even the whole human race has been brought up, and the public has some unnatural faces.

But they are not good at saying anything.

The human race and the demon race have always been opposite each other. Even if they are holy people, they cannot do anything to resolve them.