The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils

At this time, the head of the ink tilt is covered next to the left neck of the wind and dust spirit. The two unique blood teeth of the zombie bite hard on the neck of the wind and dust spirit. Greedy sucks the blood of the wind and dust spirit, and the blood that cannot be swallowed also flows down along the white neck of the wind and dust spirit...

With the moisture of blood, the awareness of the ink glass gradually recovered, and in a moment, the power of the body was fully restored. However, the ink leaves no choice but to loosen the wind and dust spirits, because his blood is so delicious that he has never consumed such pure blood in 10,000 years of ink leaning.

When the ink spirits are released, it is half an hour later.

The ink tip was unusually satisfied to lick the marks left by the corner of the mouth, put the fainted wind and dust spirits gently on the bed, briefly checked the wind and dust spirits condition, no obstacle, just too much blood loss.

And the magic on me hid a growing trend, and the ink leaned toward the dust and soul on the bed, if you think about it.

When the wind and dust spirits woke up from the coma, it was already noon, and they were powerless, and the wind and dust spirits moved their bodies uncomfortably.

“Wake up? ”

The faint tone awakened the whole person, stiffened the body, some weak to support the body, moved backwards, looking at the ink in fear.

Ink looks at the fear on the pale face, the corner of the mouth softly rises, that's the right look!

“Somebody. ”

The door was gently pushed open and Yue Yao walked in, “Princess, what can I do for you? ”

“Have the chef prepare some blood tonic soup pills and bring them as soon as possible.” Now that he has become his own “food”, it is necessary to nourish his body so that the blood will continue to flow.

“Yes!”

When Yue Yao retreated out and closed the door, he accidentally glanced at the wind and dust spirit on the bed. He buried his head deep into his bowed legs like a frightened rabbit. He sighed a sigh. The princess's habit was still astonishing. Just looking at the trembling shoulders of the king on all sides showed how much he suffered last night.

Glass sat on the bed, leaning toward the wind and dust spirits hiding in the corner, fingers covering the teeth marks between his neck, where there were now only two very faint teeth marks, recovering amazingly, but never disappearing, “Know what just happened? ”

When the wind and dust spirits covered his neck with ink-diluted hands, a little current spread all over his body, his eyes lifted, looking at the face close to him, she did not tilt the face of the city for generations, nor did she have a moving body, some of which were only light, facing the collapse of the seamount, nor did she move at all lightly.

She seems to have a hidden pain around her neck. She, like, bit herself? The wind and dust spirits can also feel their blood flowing very quickly, as well as between their necks, which obviously allows him to suck, making him feel a little overwhelmed, half-sounding, just to push out a few words, "I... I don't know. ”

“Oh…” The ink poured a smile, restoring the dust and soul of both eyes, even more beautiful. It's just that he's got a little cowardice in his clear eyes, and he can't help but want to go forward.

Faced with such a brilliant color, the ink poured forward and lifted his hand to the cheek of the Dusty Spirit, slightly twisting, "Don't you really know? Tastes... but it's good. ”

Go ahead, tear off the mattress that stood in front of the wind and dust spirits, and pour him over the bed.