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

Fallen beside the 17th woman.

And the other five women, all of them, fell to the ground.

Red threw his tail and rolled his body into a roll, lying on the head of one of the dead.

With his head up, he was proud, probably looking for Su Cigarette praise.

Only for now, Su Yan's attention is completely off Xiao Hong's body.

She just crooked her head, stared at the driver, and the guy in the trunk.

The dagger in his hand drips down and drips blood.

Probably just hit her too hard, causing the blood to spill on her hand.

No one would have thought that someone would be involved at this time.

And the people in the yellow van were also controlled by Left Cold when Su Yan killed the people next to him.

Cao Li shouted

“What are you doing? Let me tell you, I'm Cao Li. Don't you dare touch me and promise to keep you out of Ye Cheng! ”

The Cao family has a second son.

Cao Li, Cao Lu.

Su smoked the dagger and walked to the controlled Cao Li.

She stabbed the dagger into Cao Li's heart.

Instead of pulling it out immediately, screw the knife handle so that the sharp dagger is in his body, spinning, spinning, and then spinning.

Cao Li was killed alive.

Dead face, a big hole in the chest.

Looks terrible.

He fell by the wagon.

And the rest, the dog legs, they're all dead clean.

Suddenly, the grass was instantly filled with the smell of blood.

Intense enough to be disgusting.

Jiu Jiu resigned to follow the 5th and is dead.

Hate in both eyes and die without meditation.

He took off his coat and covered the woman.

Reach out and let her close her eyes.

Nine words with no ups and downs in your eyes.

I've seen too much life and death, worse than this, too.

However, the woman hated the look of death and made him willing to give her some respect.

“Cold left."

He made a noise.

“Boss? ”

“Pack up and go back. ”

“Yes."

On the other side, the woman on the 17th floor, with an arrow in her calf and an arrow in her abdomen, has only one breath left.

She died in the hands of a woman number two, exhausting her last breath of grief.

“Sunny Moon, we just wanted to go out and see the camellia. You said," How did you get there? "”

She said intermittently, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Finally, he died in the arms of a man named Sunny Moon.

Sunny Moon held the body and sat there for a long time.

Tears, I can't cry anymore.

Those tears, in that dark day, were all dried up.

Now, how do you want her to cry?

· · · · · ·

Afternoon, dusk sunshine.

In a four-house.

Qin Qingyue was lying in bed and the wound had been bandaged.

Everybody's gone.

Only Su Yan, Jiujiu, and Qin Qingyue lying in bed.

The atmosphere was dull and silent.

Su Yan made a noise

“Do you have something to say? ”

Qin Qingyue swayed and his eyes gradually became focused.

She knew that she was saved this time because of this man.

She walked out of bed and knelt heavily on the ground.

He kowtowed three times, one more than the other.

By the time he raised his head, his forehead had turned blue.

Dumb voice with solemnity and gratitude

“I, Qin Qingyue, will go to the soup for you no matter what! ”

Su Yan didn't get up to help her.

That's what she should have done, and that's what she should have done.

But more than that, she wanted to know what the cards meant.