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

Smiling is getting more and more fun.

“What do you want to do with her? ”

The Tiger Messenger was interrogated.

He implicitly felt that if he did not answer well, he would not be able to walk through the gates of this demonic palace.

At his own discretion.

“This woman despises His Majesty the Demon King, and she is not ashamed to say that she will be the demon queen.

Should... go to jail and be imprisoned. ”

At first, he wanted to say that he should have been executed there immediately.

But that came out of my mouth.

So much so that he changed his mouth.

It's just that he just changed his mouth, next to his subordinates, and someone wants to take a dump.

I grabbed the answer and said,

“Lord Demon King, such a human woman should be executed immediately, provincially obstructing Lord Demon King's eyes! ”

“Right, right, right. ”

“Exactly. Exactly! ”

The rest of you fit in there.

Only the guards on their knees were quiet on the field.

They didn't say a word.

After serving His Highness the Demon King for a long time, he became more and more aware of a reason.

Keep your mouth shut, keep your nose shut so you can live longer.

Deepened laughter, unseen eyes, I don't know what I'm thinking.

“Nice.”

He said.

Seems to agree very much with that idea.

It's just that around him, there's a lot of pressure and momentum.

Towards the crowd.

He's laughing.

“Then go to hell. ”

The voice went down, and he hummed beside him.

The robe was trapped.

Su Yan held him with one hand and one hand covered his chest.

A pale brush came down.

Then he saw the strong momentum stagnating around the killing.

Reach out and hold him.

The smile on his face faded. He looked down at her and his eyebrows began to twist.

“Injured? ”

That suffocating depression vanished. She shook her head.

“No.”

He stunned. Then he held Su Yan's hand. There was no smile on his face.

There's nothing to hide but cynicism and cynicism.

“It's been so long since I've dressed up like this. ”

The force in his hand grew slowly.

She has no power to fight.

So tight at the wrist, the pain in the heart.

Her face grew slightly better and slowly grew white.

She tried to make herself look the way she used to.

It's just this face that can't be covered up.

The slaughter stopped talking and closed her eyes and looked at her.

Hana's in a bit of a hurry.

“Host, tell me everything you want to say, so that the slaughter understands the host's heart. ”

Now hosts don't have the strength to guarantee it.

If the killer gets angry and doesn't do it lightly, the host will be closed for minutes.

Su Smokey's eyes stared.

“It hurts a little. ”

I've been watching her for a long time.

Until the wound on her hand collapsed, ticking and ticking, blood dripping down her fingertips and spilling on his white coat.

Kill her head and look at her drooping hands.

Look at her face again.

Screw your eyebrows and look a little upset.

Holding people in their arms, they turn their eyes and disappear.

It took a long time for the LTTE messengers on their knees to gradually appear to have reacted.

This woman doesn't seem to have anything to do with Lord Demon King.

Lord Demon King didn't kill her, but took her away??

But good for you, survived.

The messenger of the Tiger tribe relieved himself and vomited slowly.

In the yard behind the Demon King's Palace.

Demon King's residence.

Su Smoke sat on the chair.

The man next to her was giving her a rough smear, wrapped in a gauze.

Killing without a glance.

Until she wrapped the wound in her hand.

He lifted his eyelids, stood up straight and looked at Su Xiang.

“Come back for what? ”