The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Since ancient evils, it is not two.

Evil, I originally paired this.

Ye Qianying covered the disgusting emotions in the eyes.

Standing there, continue to wait.

In the chaotic space.

The Jun field is there, and it is a picture of the Soviet.

Standing a white beard next to her.

The gentle god is shrinking.

White beard old man will income all its fundus.

A white rope line appears, tie the sauce and hangs in half.

She seems to be in a coma.

The head is low, there is no perception.

White beard is looking at people.

The monarch is gloomy, and the eyes are in the eyes.

Similarly, white bearded old man looked at this man, and I didn't have a good time.

Well, I hate it.

The white beard is not changed, and it has collapsed anger and disappointment to Su smoke.

He opens

"You want to save her, wanting to let her live, can, but you have to die."

Said, then the woodpare dropped in the ground, a wave, turned, and appeared in the front of the genus.

The sight line is removed from the sow.

Transfer to the old man.

His Yin Hong's lip is smiling.

"Old man, where have you come to the bottom?"

Just say this, even if he is laughing, you can listen to the essans.

The old man touched his beard.

"You don't die, she will die."

The kingdom eyelids are low, the smile of the lips is getting deeper and more amazing.

Sound is lazy,

"Then you kill it."

White beard old man.

His eyes are faintly angry,

"you!"

In the next second, the old white beard seems to be in the Junfield, and he can't help him with him.

But very fast, his anger sags.

There is a sauce to make him feel disappointed with anger, and there is a provocation of this name.

Let him almost in his way.

The white beard touched the beard.

"You use those whitwood ideas, with the blood of the rut, tie her soul with you.

Leading to her small world experience, became a place to cultivate your feelings.

So unscrupulous means, don't take care of her feel, stop her from being stronger, I don't fear, she knows, I will blame you, I will blame you? "

Jun field eyes moved.

He hoped from a coma, looking into a white beard old with dark scorpion.

Sound slowly

"You know, how much it is."

White beard is laughing at the old man.

"I not only know this, I know that you are thinking, how to save her.

it's useless.

This line wrapped around, in addition to me, no one can solve it.

And you, every other word, this line is inlaid into her flesh and blood. "

It seems to verify that he said.

Tick, the blood on the sauce, the white rope line, drops on the ground.

Everyone looks at each look at the southern dynasty.

Two-phase silent consumption.

In the end, it is still not tolerant

"What do you want?"

White Bearded old man heard this sentence, laughing is very happy.

Well, the overall situation has been fixed.

The woodpare that was originally hung in the half-air, and it changed the direction of the direction to drive.

White beard old

"You both, can only have a chaos that came out.

Either, it is you.

Either, it is her.

Select the right in your hand. "

Jun is looking at this place.

chaos.

Everything begins.

dead?

He is not afraid.

Only now ... ·····.

He lifted his head to see Soviet.