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

This is a phrase that is often heard in the human world.

It's just that ordinary people can only see other people's nobility, they just think this person is lucky and jealous of crazy.

But he didn't see the blood flowing from the wounds on his back, a tragedy no ordinary man had ever seen.

Giffy's eyes looked poisonous at the lord.

Raymond, make a mockery of it.

“A defeated man is only entitled to speak with his mouth. ”

Giffy.

“You!”

Ye Qianling looked forward,

“All right, let's not argue. ”

Cold and cold voices can't hear her emotions.

The battle in chaos continues.

The two men had been deadlocked for a long time without winning or losing.

Until the old man with the white beard pulled out the black stick.

Swing toward Su Smoke.

Boom!

Su smoke landed on the floor.

A bite of blood sprayed out.

For a scene like this, Old White Beard laughs.

Enough laughing. He looked at Su Smoke.

“You, very nice. ”

Su Smoke wiped the blood off his mouth.

There is no fluctuation in such praise.

“You win. ”

She talks.

The old man with the white beard lifted the wooden stick and instantly changed.

The wooden stick became shorter and shorter, turning into a black jar.

Ugly stubble, like a dead branch.

The old man with the white beard handed the beard to Su Yan.

“After that, it's yours. ”

Su Cigarette's eyelids didn't move.

The old man with the white beard touched his beard.

“With this thing, you can kill him, and since then, between heaven and earth, you have no more threats. ”

Su Yan slowly stood up.

She kept her head down and her voice was quiet.

“Take my soul away. ”

The old man with a white beard, his smile on his face gradually disappeared.

“Stubborn.”

The two were quietly opposed.

The old man with the white beard slowly became angry.

“Don't think I can't help you.

Don't forget, without you, there's another man underground! ”

Mentioning another person, Su Yan's eyebrows moved.

“I haven't forgotten. ”

That's taken away, the other me.

The old man with the white moustache pointed his anger at Su Cigarette.

“To make you stronger, I deprive you of your selfishness, your hypocrisy, your superfluous emotions, and that useless dark emotion.

You don't understand compassion, you don't need kindness, you just need, forever, to calm down and take full control of the heavens and the earth.

As long as you kill him, you will be the perfect heir to heaven I have worked so hard to cultivate. ”

Everything in this world always goes according to the rules.

But now He will merge with the heavens and the earth, and turn green smoke back into the heavens and the earth.

Until he is completely extinguished in the heavens and the earth, the new ways of heaven must succeed.

Su Yan, is his best choice.

It has to be her, it has to be her.

The man who got in the way, what a young master.

Trying to trap his most perfect heir with such a shady thought?

Oh, he has to die.

The old man with the white beard touched his beard.

Ask Su Smoke.

“Are you picking up or not? ”

She raised her head and remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly, she lifted her left hand and pressed it against her right wrist.

White, slim fingers, moving on the right wrist.

The old man with the white beard was stunned for a moment.

He never thought about it.

One day, his heirs will choose to automatically strip the divine soul to resist his inheritance.

Golden light emanates from the circumference of Su Yan.

She stood there, just a slight frown wrinkle.

Just that golden light, like a sharp blade, pierced every inch of her body's skin and tried to escape.