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

The Black Snake never dreamed of it.

A python appeared in front of it.

And put the snake's head over his stomach.

Hit him straight out and backed off for a few meters.

Xiaohong grabbed the booklet with one bite and blocked it in front of Su Cigarette.

Shaking his tail looked very exciting.

Want to talk, Nero, with something in his mouth, can only shake his tail to express his excitement.

You know, somewhere before, it was beaten to the ground by a double-headed snake.

It's always had a psychological shadow over snakes that can transform and look strange.

It just hit, but with all its strength.

I didn't expect the snake to turn into an adult without collision.

It hit me out of the way.

So it's still pretty good.

Think so.

It's happy.

Isn't that amazing?

Swallow the dragon crystal stone for thousands of years, and swallow the good things of a treasure palace.

Even if this motherfucker is dumber and lazy.

After so many faces, each side will stay for decades.

Hundreds of years of experience precipitating.

Plus it's thick.

Even if he stood still and let these demon cultivators beat him, he couldn't kill himself without three or five hours.

Xiao Hong turned around and passed what was in his mouth to Su Yan.

All of a sudden, a powerful wave of pressure came along.

Little Red shuddered.

Scared the shit out of me.

Dang, the book fell to the floor.

Xiaohong climbed along Su Cigarette's calf into Su Cigarette's hand.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss."

Smoke, I want to go back to space, let me go back.

That tongue is going to throw up.

Twisted, shaking his body, he was about to fall off Su Smoke's wrist.

She threw Red and the Magic King into the space.

It scares Red like this.

It's just the ancient golden python.

Blood pressure.

Unable to remove.

Here comes the man.

At the door, on his knees, his voice was pious and respectful.

“Congratulations to the Demon King. ”

The flowers are dressed in black and embroidered in a golden yellow pattern.

Legendary and powerful.

Even though he has a smile on his face today, he looks kind.

And no demon dares look up at him.

“Forget it. ”

Charming sound, coming from the throat.

With laziness.

When the voice fell, the crowd stood up.

Suddenly, it was no longer as loud and quiet as it had been before.

A still needle can be heard clearly when dropping.

Su Smoke wrapped his injured left hand around it with a white cloth.

She stood with her head down on that staircase.

Watching Python Fall Down

Bend over and reach out to pick it up.

A long brown whip came.

Pfft!

The ground fell a few centimeters.

The booklet also took off and happened to fall right in the middle.

Fortunately, Su Smoke dodged quickly, otherwise the whip might break bones in his hand.

However, because of the spirituality attached to the whip, it was rubbed.

A red scar appeared on his right hand, a spicy pain.

She gently lifted her lips.

Raise your head.

The shooter is another new guardian, the brown bear.

He was fat, strong, dark, with a big beard.

“Hypocrites dare to touch my demonic world again...”

Words, under the spectacular gaze of the flowers leaning over, the body stiffened and paused.

The brown bear only felt numb on the scalp from that deep glance.

When he was promoted to guardianship, Lord Demon King had never seen him like this.

The Bee King looked at the brown bear with his own hammer.

It's complicated.

I don't know... how long the Brown Bear Guardian will be in this position.