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

Several demonic men dressed in colorful clothes, * * shoulders, stepped on foot, slowly moved from the staircase to the stage as the music beat, dancing.

From time to time, kneeling on the floor, the clothes on her chest were half open and her eyes twisted, seducing the women under the stage.

The sound of the "grunt” swallowing was constant in her ears, and some of the women under the stage couldn't even stop wanting to climb up to the stage, hugging these fairies of the showman in her chest and squeezing them.

The ink glanced slightly at the ink and saw her leaning against the chair, her eyes glancing at the crazy women, her mouth pulling up an exploratory curve.

The ink dumps are somewhat surprised by the indifferent attitude of the ink dumps. Those men, although not the perfect color of the dumps, are also rare beauties. Is it possible that... the headlines are in the back?

Unexpectedly, these men danced, gradually retreated to the side, and an embroidered purple robe fell on the man's ankle, revealing white feet, smooth white skin, with a handsome look in the clear five officials. He took beautiful steps and gradually walked down the stairs, sitting quietly next to the white jade set on the stage, long fingers gently on the strings, people held their breath, afraid to destroy this beautiful scene.

Soft sounds, even elegant, echoed from the strings of men's hands, gradually circulating inside this lustful hall, seemingly purifying the lustful mind. Suddenly, the sound of the violin grew higher and higher, continuously, and the voice captured the heart.

Munchkin sat up, holding her chin up, * * * * the fire burned in her eyes, her eyes still staring at the man on the stage.

After a song, the crowd seemed to be intoxicated by the sound of the violin for a long time.

“Okay, okay.” Ink stood up and clapped his hands, his eyes staring deeply at the man on the stage, his handsome white face with a strong smile.

This is when people wake up and applaud each other.

Yu Gong's face was slightly red, he gently leaned towards the ink and made a gift. His face was red and his eyebrows were lowered. He stood aside, but from time to time he raised his beautiful eyes and looked at the ink. He also looked at the ink and looked at him. The color on his face was even darker, and he was delicate.

Ink stared indifferently at the two eyebrows and emotions. Ink stained eyes flashed a smile from the soul of the gou people. Looks like this ink is still very good at capturing men!

Immediately afterwards, a chi a big man with his upper body, with an axe in his hand, walked on the stage with heavy steps, with dark and dark eyes on his angular face, strong abs on his dark skin, the woman under the stage couldn't help but cover her eyes, in this honorable country, the man so clothed has never been exposed.

But after a brief period of embarrassment, everyone was insanely enthralled by him, unlike the man of the honorable kingdom, whose dark muscles emitted a seductive aura. The screams fluctuated and looked at what was happening, even more than the individual.

Munchkin was also surprised. Thought that the man who had just played the piano was what Tao said there was no underground color in the sky. I didn't expect this man to be even more unique and alluring. A drop of crystalline bright water dropped slowly from the open mouth of the ink.

Yu Gong saw the intoxicating look on Mo's face, his fists clenched tightly, his heart was full of starting point grievances, and his eyes gradually turned to jealousy.

When the crowd thought that this year's flower culprit had been captured by this unique puppet man, a red suit appeared silently on the stage.