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

Minami looked at Su Yan as if he had obviously not taken his words to heart.

Nod your head.

“Well, since Lord God doesn't want to hear this,

Then let's switch to something else.

For example, discussion, this one of us. ”

As he said, South Plough lifted his chin.

Su Yan also looked at the past together.

The flowers on the other side of the south meditation neck emit a glowing purple and black glow.

Looks familiar.

Whenever that purple black light flashes.

South Plough seems to be in a good mood.

It's like eating a dozen pills.

Su Yan suddenly thought of the woman who was trapped in prison.

South .

South Underworld.

South 22988; that foot has a chain like a tattoo on it.

And look at the same color change tattoo on the neck of the south underneck.

What does that have to do with anything?

Besides, Su Jiao just escaped from the illusion.

He looked around.

Or that position when you came in.

Step on a long road.

Surrounded by blooming flowers on the other side.

Red and bright, demonic and stunning.

Look up, the stars are shining.

The stars have changed, and there seems to be something different about them.

Su Qiu closed his eyes.

He allowed himself to recover from the panic.

Follow me, open your eyes.

The cold of the past has been restored.

This is when you hear the hidden vibrations around you.

Su Zheng slightly twisted his eyebrows and became vigilant.

Look around.

Boom boom.

Louder and louder.

Knock, knock, knock.

One voice at a time.

The visitors looked big and powerful.

Just thinking.

I heard the snake's voice coming out.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss."

Yummy, yummy, yummy!!

Su Zheng lifted his eyelids.

Looking at the black and red staggered serpent, he threw his tail across the sea of flowers.

Big swing, big mouth.

Eat from the east to the west, then eat from the west to the east.

The stunning, shocking sea of flowers that would have overflowed made this thing go bald.

Even the flowers on the other side that were not eaten were excited by Xiaohong, swinging their tails around rampaging the hegemony and pressing down on the east.

No more beauty at first sight.

No expression on Su's face

“Little Red. ”

He spoke faintly.

Eating a little red meal of flowers.

Then, follow the voice.

I saw Su Zheng standing on the bridge.

It's happier up there.

“Magpie! ”

With a huge body, the voice is milky.

That picture, it's weird.

Xiao Hong wandered his figure. The closer he approached Su Zheng, he became smaller and smaller.

By the time he arrived in front of Su Qiu, he had become a normal size, and by the way, he had hallucinated his figure.

It eats reddish mouths.

Dairy. Dairy.

“Elder, where have you been? Why did you leave me? ”

When it comes to this, Xiaohong will be angry.

This man somehow threw it away.

It hasn't been found in a long time.

Su Zheng looked at it.

“What abnormal things can you encounter? ”

Little Red is blind.

“What's not normal? ”

When I think about it, little red eyes glance at the sea of flowers.

“It's not fake, is it? Didn't I eat them in my stomach? ”

As she thought about it, Red patted herself on the stomach of a drum.

Well, eat in.

It's true.

Red is relieved.

And then she answered with tits.

“I've been waiting for you. ”

After that, it made up a sentence.

“And eat flowers. ”

Su Zhao looked at Xiaohong.

This illusion is what people are most afraid of, or most afraid of.