National School Prince Is A Girl

Bo Jiuxin said, isn't that good?

Just about to get up.

The wrist was pressed again.

"I don't read what I prepared for you?" Qin Mo said casually.

Bo Jiu asked: "What?"

Game?

Super Mary, she has already played.

But she found that literate people are different from others.

All she can learn from Xiaohuangshu is to send flowers and cars.

It is still the higher grade of the Great God.

But as an overbearing president, you don't have to think too much.

They are responsible for romance and one for money.

Quite appropriate.

Anyway, she liked everything she gave.

Qin Mo didn't answer her question, just let her wait.

The night was a little late.

The whole church is like a lighted temple, with gold flowing out of the lights.

Some people say that the hell in the West is not as bloody as people think.

In the West, Lucifer is the ruler of hell.

Just below the holy city of Jerusalem, the archangel with the most beautiful face, after falling into the sky, built the most beautiful palace in hell, just like a church on earth.

However, there is no more light.

The scene at this time is like a description of Western hell.

The wind is very light and no sound can be heard, except for occasional black feathers and petals falling.

The lake over there seemed to be the other side of the legend, quiet.

The moonlight is cold and the stars are full of stars, which outlines the entire galaxy.

Bo Jiu stood up, his eyes glowing.

Is it this one?

The great god made her wait.

Bo Jiugang just turned his head and wanted to ask.

I saw him leaning on something.

It is Kong Mingdeng.

The words Mo and Nine are written on it.

After a Kongming lamp was raised, it was like issuing a command.

Hundreds and thousands of Kongming lanterns rose from the wind and filled the night sky.

It was not ignited with an open flame.

It looks like the wind generated by electricity.

Use the most ancient direction of China to confess.

Probably what Qin Mo wanted to do.

He stood there standing tall and jade, his clothes fluttering, and when the wind came, his robe horns were hunting.

He also held a Kongming lamp in his hand, like a white man in ancient times.

The church with thousands of lights behind him seemed to be unable to resist his deep eyes.

All the starlight fell on his eyes.

The scene that seems to appear only in comics is now fully reflected in people's eyes.

This is not like China.

In the commercial street of Fifth Avenue, people were all surprised when they saw a piece of light in the distance.

"What's that? So beautiful."

Someone is giving a friend popular science: "That's Kong Mingdeng, something from the East."

"So much, how could it be there, shall we go and see?"

"It's so beautiful, there must be someone making a wish."

A large piece of Kongming lamp occupied the sky above the entire church.

Almost everyone can see the word Mo Jiu floating on it.

Those who do not understand the Chinese characters, think what a special symbol is.

Under the mountain, in a pure black coupe, Yu Sixin leaned back and looked at the Kong Ming lanterns, not forgetting to say to the people next to him: "Now you can rest assured, Qin Mo's kind of saucy character, if not I love a miserable person and can't do this kind of thing, so you can rest assured about the safety of z. Qin Mo has come to the fifth course for z, so naturally she won't catch her again, she will just look at her, When these two people join forces, the only headache is others ... "