Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

Chapter 41: The One Hundred and Fifty Demons

Arote must have missed her fruit, so she dreamed of eating it.

The thief will fucking rip the cliff's fairy fruit.

“Miss, you eat too.” Aro handed it to her, and Gu Beilu shook his head: “Eat it, miss, you've got it. ”

Aro blinked, looked at the fruit of his eyes, looked at Bailu again, or stuffed it in her hand: “Miss, eat. ”

“Why, the lady doesn't want it either.” Gu Bailu laughed.

“A lady eats and eats can make her grow spiritual roots. ”

Gu Beilu stunned. “What are you talking about? ”

“Snowfairy fruit in dreams can have spiritual roots and become a great fairy in a moment!” Aro raised his hands and paddled a big circle: “Very powerful fairy, don't be afraid to burn someone else. ”

Gu Beilu chuckled and his heart was warm.

Aro is such a good girl. She dreams of helping her primate root.

Watching the girl would rather not eat herself than give it to her, Gu Bailu ate the snow fairy fruit.

Yum! It's delicious, sweet and crisp and slippery. I can't tell you how it tastes.

“Delicious, miss?” Aro looks forward to asking.

“It's delicious, let's steal some back. ”

“Yes, ma'am, we'll steal it back to make jam and dip it in the meat. It's better. ”

“Aro, how long have we been here? ”

“I don't know, the lady slept a long time and Aro was hungry enough to swallow a cow. ”

Boo, you can always swallow a cow with that giant stomach.

Gu Bailu looked at the surrounding environment. In the space of the football field, it was cold and dark. Apart from the two basins of fire on the wall, there was no other light coming in.

A swamp of mud, dark, like the stain of her dreams.

The jail door is a stone door. It is huge at first glance. It is impossible to break it.

Gu Beilu touched the charm between his waist and tried to wear it.

Take out the spell, Nima, it's all wet, the runes are gone, what a place of evil doors.

She seems to have broken into an incredible place.

She woke up the ghost in the bracelet: "Do you know that man? ”

“No, but they call the Emperor the owner of the Empire, extremely mysterious, and few people have ever really seen what he looks like, so I'm not sure if he's the same person. ”

“Where is the empire? ”

“You don't even know? ”

Gu Beilu, what the hell, I must know!

For the cultivators of the world, the Imperial Palace is where they aspire. Perhaps some do not know the Nanyao Nation, but they must know the Imperial Palace.

They run the Cloud Mirror Academy, which all practitioners want to attend.

The top geniuses on this continent are disciples of the Cloud Mirror Academy, who can make geniuses more geniuses and ordinary practitioners into geniuses.

Almost none of the emperors, including the seven emperors on this continent, are from the Cloud Mirror Academy.

“It turns out that such a fork is the base of a production master. ”

“The owner of the empire is said to be over 150 years old, but the young emperor is too young to be sure. ”

Gu Beilu disgusted: “150 years old and still called the Emperor? ”

“Because there is an emperor in the empire who is still alive. He is said to be nearly 300 years old and seems to have turned into a fairy. ”

“Cheng Xian is dead, the good news is Cheng Xian. ”

That's not human anymore.

The ghost felt that the conversation could not continue. The practitioner's eager feather turned into a fairy, and when she reached her mouth, she died.

You can't practise and you can't despise people like that.