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

“Die! ”

But when the voice dropped, the junkie turned around and laughed.

The tone isn't tight. It's not slow.

“You're a piece of meat on an anvil board, and when you get to my hands, I'll torture you inch by inch, letting you know what happens when you reject me. ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward to the metaphor.

Squat down and don't know where to get a red pill.

The jaw with the metaphor stuck in it.

When Su Smoke came out, she saw her male spouse, she was pressed to the ground, her clothes were chaotic, and she was fed pills that did not know what it was.

She looked serious and frowned.

Put your hands up against the junkie and it's a palm.

She doesn't have the strength, and this clap is ten percent.

Bang.

Even if the junkie detected Su Xiang's movements, he couldn't react.

The next moment, he was knocked out a dozen meters.

Leaves deep traces on the ground.

Pfft!

A bite of blood spit out of the drug man's mouth.

White, covered, incredible.

Su Yan walked up to the metaphor, first looked at his swollen face, then patted his back

“Spit it out. ”

Fortunately, the medicine didn't swallow, and the metaphor spit out the orangutan medicine.

Blue purple strangled chin, blood marks, swollen face.

Su smoked his mouth.

At this point, the junkie coughed and stood up with his chest covered.

“Su Yan! ”

He looked safe and the voice bore the meaning of questioning.

Su Yan looked at him with his eyes up. The sound didn't kill him. It was like a doubt.

“My man, how dare you move? ”

The junkie wipes off the blood in the corner of his mouth and looks pale.

“A man is just a pet. Can't the bishop afford it? ”

Su Yan looked at the left face of the metaphor being fanned and clasped his lips.

Half a buzz

“Never mind.”

Her voice was shallow. She raised her head and looked at Su Smoke. Her eyes were stunned.

Probably, he didn't expect Su Yan to say so.

And he, he actually heard it from her.

The junkies don't give a shit.

“Su Yan, don't forget, I owe it to you to sit in the position of the present monastic bishop. ”

The drug dealer is the master of the Five Poisons.

The relationship between the two factions has improved since Su Yan taught the demons to take charge.

In the past, Su Cigarette gave way to drug dealers.

Probably like the drug lord said, Su Cigarette is sitting in the seat of the monastic bishop, which is not without the help of the drug lord.

Su Smoke blinked her eyes. She looked at the junkie's frigid look.

Raise your hand and gather a red gas mass in your hand.

The junkie may have helped him.

But what does that have to do with her?

She's not who she was.

And so, without hesitation, a powerful force went towards the drug dealer.

Fortunately, the drug dealer reacted quickly and carried his internal strength to avoid defense, which prevented him from being shot on the spot.

But he was also injured in the scapula by that powerful air mass.

Suddenly, the drug man's face grew pale again.

He's incredible.

“You want to kill me for that man?! ”

Su Smoke didn't talk.

This reaction, in the eyes of everyone, including the drug addicts and the phoenix, is the default.

The junkie's cold.

“Crazy, I think you're crazy! ”

He said, "Step outside."

“I'm too lazy to get involved with you today, until you're awake and come to Wuzheng Mountain to plead guilty! ”