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

Su Yan has been in this world of immortality cultivation for the first time, apart from staying in the Demonic Church.

Now that we're out, we're going to go back for a few more days.

So it's been almost a month since I stayed in this breezy ridge.

In a lake, there was a leaf canoe.

A woman wears a big red shirt with a slim waist and a subtle figure.

She was surrounded by a brazen spirit that no one dared ignore, and knew at a glance that it was a powerful magic trick.

People passing by the lake didn't even dare take a look, afraid that the magic repair would find a reason to dig the eyeballs.

Su Yan sat on the canoe, waiting for her male spouse to show up.

At this time, we saw a man flying in the wind, standing directly on the other end of the ark.

Dressed in silk and satin, the junkie was skinny and pale, and he held a fan and fanned there vigorously.

Touching is self-righteous.

Su Yan looked up and slowly revealed himself.

“Something wrong? ”

The junkie looked around and laughed.

“Your Eminence still has time to play with your little boy on the mountain? ”

“Still bothering me? ”

“You!! ”

The junkie got choked up.

The folding fan in your hand is harder.

He was going to talk, just watching Su Smoke sit on the chair, looking lazy.

Thinking about the news on the river and lake now, he thinks Su Yan is injured, causing him to look depressed?

Thinking about it, follow her for two steps and put away the folding fan.

Just as I was about to talk, I saw Su Cigarette's neck, the one with the bruised hair.

Slightly reddish red lips, where is the mental distress caused by injury, this TM clearly is the result of excessive lust!!

The junkie turned his white eyes, put away the folding fan and spread it again, whirring the fan, and hated the iron.

“A male pet makes you look like a bear? Look at you. ”

While talking, the drug dealer noticed that the man who had been with Su Cigarette disappeared.

He's happy. Let's go.

“Where's your man? Not the baby's. Very? You're not too eager to squeeze him out, are you? ”

Su Smoke glanced at the drug dealer and took a quiet look.

The junkie's eyes were cooled by Su Yan's eyes, and his subconscious tightened his clothes.

“Su Yan, if you think about me, will you believe I poisoned you? ”

The junkie was blown up by her eyes.

At this time, listen to Su Yan.

“He's fine, don't ask him again. ”

Poison man, listen to this. It's been half a day. I can't believe it.

“So, baby, your man? I'm not gonna eat him! ”

“That's not necessarily true. ”

After all, in Su Smoke's memory, didn't this junkie think of a metaphor just outside the treasure trove?

The junkie flipped his eyes, and he was too lazy to bullshit her.

There's something else going on here this time.

After a moment of silence, he sent a post to Su Smoke.

“What are you going to do about it? ”

Su Yan glanced at him and reached for the post.

Black call, white font.

It's not a petition, it's a war book.

Open the post and the text will appear.

Just a few brief words.

[Su Yan, bishop of the Demonic Church, seized the treasure of my Qing Yushan, killed my Qing Yushan Peak main beam Yun Moon, its brutal act, intolerable. Today's war book is down, half a month later, Guanning Valley, wait.

If they do not come, they will not die.