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

He was suspended in the middle of the sky and looked somewhat like a phoenix, but the eyebrows were heavier than a phoenix.

The mole underneath his right eye, as his gaze swept past, appeared extraordinarily swayed.

Most importantly, his eyes, not black, were a... near-bloody scarlet.

When you look at one, you have a dizziness of numbness in your scalp.

It's like strangling your throat, and the next second you get killed.

That spirited look around the scene, a shallow smile on his face.

Seems interesting.

Then, his eyes dropped and he looked at Su Smoke.

Eyes paused slightly.

The two look at each other.

The spirits, the skulls, the voices.

“Su Cigarette? ”

Su Yan stood up and two souls drifted in the air.

Su Yan gently rubbed his mouth and did not speak.

Just look at him.

Suddenly, the other side of the soul, looking at Su Smoky's lips, his eyes flashed a bright color, the angst in his eyebrows seemed to dissipate.

He stretched out his long finger and grabbed Su Smoke's sleeve. His voice was low.

“Honey, have you forgotten me? ”

Su Yan listened to this familiar name, that familiar action.

She's slowing down.

“Your domain."

When the soul heard Su Cigarette, it seemed to have a deeper smile on his face.

It's me.

“You unsealed it? ”

Your eyes are droopy, covering the red ones, making them look particularly vulnerable.

“No.”

At this time, the little flower in Su's head made a noise

“Ding-dong, Host, this facade task is over, you've got this facade's Master God fragment, and in twenty seconds you will leave. ”

I don't know why, Xiaohua's voice is trembling when she talks.

Su Yan looked at Jung-kun and made a noise.

“Twenty seconds, I'm leaving. ”

Neither person seems to need more explanation to understand each other.

Your domain's eyelashes trembled for a moment because of your soul. You look pale. You don't look like you've been seriously injured.

“In this world, I guarded your body for a hundred years, and I once remembered that little one said he would treat me well. ”

Su Yan didn't hear a word.

Follow me. Jung-kun raised his eyes and looked at Su Yan.

“Will the world be better for me? ”

He was pale and full of wings in his eyes.

After this sentence, Jung-kun stopped talking, as if waiting, waiting for her to recover.

Finally, before Su Yan left, he made a promise.

“Okay."

Jung-kun, the cheeks show a shallow smile, the vermilion mole, seems to shake even more.

The next second, Su Yan's soul disappeared before his eyes.

When Su Smoke disappeared, the smile on King's cheek gradually dissipated.

He looked at the world and didn't know what he was thinking.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, time passes.

Seems like he's waiting for someone.

Finally, I don't know how long it's been.

The winding blood on this muddy land stopped flowing.

Trees, rivers, time, everything stopped working.

A powerful aura came to pass.

Next second, space distortion.

A handsome, devilish man appeared before you in a dark red robe with a gold silk sole.

Look closely, that handsome devil has a six-point resemblance to your kingdom.

Thin lips, pulled nose beams, and those scarlet eyes.

Say what's different.

Eyes, too.

This handsome man, with narrow eyes, gently squeezed his eyes, giving a very strong sense of oppression.