The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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The crimes committed by Mrs. Yu are afraid that they will be banned from spiritual power and confined for a lifetime.

Jimo is not very satisfied with this result, he hates! Never hate!

My own biological mother, for the sake of selfish desire, even to his own grandson, how sorrowful!

From the time she started, the mother-child relationship between them broke off!

My child’s life and death are unknown, and the whereabouts of Yan’s head are unknown, and Mrs. Zhai is still absconding. Although she can’t escape for a long time, she will eventually be arrested and tried.

He waited for the day! The dark light flashed through the eyes of Momo.

Mrs. Yu is already a grasshopper in the autumn, and it is not worth worrying about him at the moment. The most important thing is Xiaoyan.

From Feng Yuling, who was left behind by Yan Biaotou, I know that Shantou is ironic and does not want to have contact with him and Jimo.

So the ink four did not find it, but this made him more worried after a little relief.

Who was taken away by Yan Yantou? The white dust seal was excluded and he was with himself.

Where is Yan Yantou hiding now? What did the man save Yan Yantou? Simply saving people? Still do not have his intentions?

With Jimo's understanding of the illusion, her identity is common in Lingbao, except for herself, as well as the snowy foreigners of the Canglang Xuegong, only the white dust seal that has been glaring at her, Nangong Beichen Shangqiu dreams thousands.

If so, if Yan Yantou is free at the moment, and he is really sad and desperate, will he contact them?

Jimo knows that the four people who have gone to the place where they have been in the ordinary days have never found a figure, they can only transfer their sights to the white dust.

Among them, Shangqiu Mengqian and Nangong Beichen were focused on.

The forces behind them are not small, and it is not difficult to think of it.

If this is the case, then Moya thinks of it here, and the corner of his mouth evokes a chilly arc, let them know that his first son in the world is not a name.

Thinking of this, that is, Moya beats up the spirit. Because of Lai Sheng’s embarrassment, he can’t leave Jimo for the time being. He can only order the Mo Wei to focus on Nangong’s home and Shangqiu’s home.

Although he was with himself on the day of the white dust seal, no one can guarantee that Xiaoyan would not go to him, or he would definitely go to Xiaoyan and could not relax.

By the way, I also sent people to the dwarf tribe to see, just in case.

Repeatedly confirming that there is no negligence, indicating that Mo 4 waited for the death, and there was only one person in the house.

The face of Moya Pinghe reveals a bit of painful color. He holds the feather bell in his hand and is so embarrassed.

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Unintentional pavilion.

A sly back, leaning obliquely on the couch in front of the window, quietly looking out the window, not moving for half a day, only a thin white jade silk carpet on the leg.

More and more, the waist is slender and scary, especially on the back, under the soft and soft coat, the butterfly bones are awkward, and the skin is so thin that if she can blow her into the sky with a gust of wind.

Just look at the back, you can know that this is a perfect color.

However, there was a strong sense of grief and desolateness. The whole room was filled with this feeling, and the oppressed people could not breathe.

In the sapphire furnace in front of the bed, white smoke rises, and the whole room is filled with a touch of scent of vegetation.

I can't hold it, and occasionally there is a trace of medicine leaking out.

Two pretty aunts outside the house whispered: "Sister Ganoderma, you said that Miss, we don't say a word all day, just look at the window, don't eat the medicine, don't drink the water, see the skin go down, how can it be? it is good?"