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

Su Smoke looked at him.

No talking.

South Plough laughed.

“I didn't expect to see you again so soon. ”

He stood beside Su Yan.

Look at the body hanging at height.

Now, it's supposed to be a corpse.

Just this corpse, I don't know what to eat.

It's still what it was.

As if the last second had just caused this.

And then he said,

“The Lord of Abyss Magic hung him up to wait for him. ”

In the talking room, it seems like I've known Su Yan for a long time.

Talk to Su Smoke like an old friend.

"The South is smiling."

“Is there anything you want to ask?

I thought you'd want to know. ”

Su Yan, look at him.

“Ten thousand years ago in chaos, he left alive. ”

The South Underworld looked amazed.

“Don't you know? ”

Su Yan looked at him.

No talking.

Minami didn't know where to pull out a folding fan.

Play it over and over again, then slow down.

“Ten thousand years ago, he lifted the circle, releasing the spirits and crushing the precious stones of our underworld. ”

When it comes to this, the South Plough has been biting their teeth.

The face is dull.

Looking at the flesh, it was as if to eat his flesh and drink his blood to rest.

It was a while before I heard him go on.

“Yes, he escaped.

But he came back himself.

He was also willing to accept the torture.

Raw and bitter, bitter. ”

When I was talking, the south squinted.

“It's been a long time since I thought about why he came back.

Behind him lies the magic of the abyss, which rests on the mountain, the lord, and some of the ways to help him circle.

Until... "

Minami's eyes fell on Su Yan.

“Until just now, I seem to understand a little. ”

Su Yan looked at the way he had fallen on himself.

Moving in my heart.

She shifted away, and her gaze fell on you again.

Take a deep breath in the south.

“Now, count carefully. Long live, huh?

The flesh, too, should wither. ”

The flesh and soul of your kingdom are connected.

He has been nourished and sheltered by evil spirits, so much so that after so many years of suffering, his body is still alive.

This is the result of a powerful bloodline.

No one else can envy it.

If it's someone else.

I'd have killed him three or two times already.

Where does it take all these years?

After a moment of meditation, I think I remembered something.

“At the gates of hell, that's the one who robbed me, isn't it? ”

Nandu smiled.

In that smile, with an incredible pleasure.

“The immortal kingdom is weak like that.

Slow down and live worse than a dog.

What's the point? ”

South meditated on his black coat.

“Lord God thinks that a weak magic lord can still protect you? ”

Su Smoke looked at him.

“That's my business. ”

The South is laughing.

“No, it's my business too. ”

Su Yan is silent.

The southern underworld is close to Su Yan,

“We are the only ones in the camp. Lord God. ”

Su Yan, move your gaze.

“You think too much. ”

South Underworld Whisper

“After all these years of the Lord God, you should always know what the heavens and the earth mean.

Abyss Magic, one day or another, will be eliminated.

You, the head of the Nine Gods.

If you collude with the Lord of the Magic.

Do you think you'll end up worse than this young master? ”

Su Yan again

“This is my thing. ”