The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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Jimo silently looked at the illusion, and his eyes changed indefinitely. What struggled to sway and was suppressed.

For a long time, he silently reached out and took the hand of the illusion: "Xiaoyan, don't be afraid, there is me!"

As soon as this statement came out, the illusion turned into a shock.

Looking up to the end of the ink, that is, the face of Moya at this moment is a bit awkward, it seems a little embarrassed, and seems to escape.

The gentle look in the eyes can not be wrong.

But it just disappeared in the blink of an eye and nothing left.

On the way back, the illusion of seeing Xiaobao seems to have no psychological obstacles, and it is very harmonious with Jimo.

It’s as if the two fathers and sons have never been separated.

Suddenly tangled, this silly son, did not understand? This embarrassment in front of him is not all his relatives!

Finally, I found a chance to secretly ask Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, that, you see, he is not you, nor is he right. He is not all you are, not right..."

I don’t know what I’m talking about in the end, and this relationship is too complicated.

Jimo Anning smiled, looking at the illusion of the eyes is actually a rare insistence: "Mother, I know what you mean. But, I know, he is not someone else, that is me! He hurts me, protect my heart is the same!"

The illusion turned to look at it, deliberately stood far, and thoughtfully left the moment of their mother and son exchange time.

The heart is not a taste, especially complicated. If it is not for the purpose of removing the common enemy, the witch, she will not come to Jimo again in her life.

She can't face him!

There are too many entanglements between them, and the past and the past are all kinds of things, not for a moment to forget, and some have gone deep into the bone marrow.

But I didn't expect that when he saw him again, he was not him.

Let her be full of complex and dead emotions, and suddenly I feel that it is not important.

The entanglement between them is only that the book is pre-excited, they are all pieces.

Inexplicable sadness, and inexplicable laughter, is fooling them!

These make her heart colder, what is love? Nothing is!

Hate?

Even love is gone, where will you hate?

Life is like a dream, all are bubbles, broken, nothing.

The biggest problem nowadays is **** the Queen of the Devil, and nothing else is important. Apart from the Queen of the Devil, she and I must never have met in the future.

Whether he is a book or a singer.

To understand this, the attitude of the illusion of the face to the end of the ink is naturally a lot.

Indifferent, indifferent, polite, I used to be her former sullen ex-husband...

Now even the ex-husband’s sense of perspective can’t be called.

This is the embodiment of the sacred sacred god, the ruler of the Lingbao continent and the spiritual sage, the emperor!

Making up and getting people, she guessed the beginning, but did not guess the ending, I did not expect the two to interpret this situation...

However, okay, this is really good.

The distance between the two is as far away as the past.

Jimo is also a faint look, occasionally showing the meaning of concern, but soon the eyes are cold and swaying.

All the way to nothing.

However, after a few days of hard work, I finally returned to the Holy Court.

The illusion is a sigh of relief.

The three of them came back, very hidden, and went straight to the courtyard of the core of the Holy See.

Semi-Holy, the chosen ones, and the demons are all gathered here. The yard has laid out a pattern that obscures the traces of whereabouts, so that the Queen of the Devil can also detect less than half of the news.