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

I didn't expect to wait for the nod in favor of inky glass, the inner heart of the wind and dust spirit was instantly released, his wife, still cared about him.

Afterwards, he returned to his home with a panicked phoenix!

“My name is Feng Qing Qing. I dare ask my son's name!” Phoenix cleared his arms with the wind and dust spirits, his harmless eyes open, and he said.

“Dusty Spirit! ”

“Wow, that's a lovely name, just like the look of a guy, unforgettable. I'm sure the princess loves you. ”

The wind and dust spirits heard the rumor, his face flashed with a flush of red. He glanced slightly up at the ink leaning around him. When he saw her face was uncertain, he relaxed and smiled softly with phoenix.

“Well, can I stay with you?” Feng Qing's face looked at the wind and dust spirit for a long time. One pair of spiritual eyes opened to its maximum, containing stars and dots. It seems that if the wind and dust spirit said no, those eyes would be like a flood, and they would never come down.

The wind and dust spirits couldn't bear to avoid him being exposed to the “poisonous hand” of ink, and promised Phoenix to purge.

“Wonderful!” Feng Qing's arm holding the wind and dust spirit was tightened again, the corner of his mouth slightly snapped up, and a glimmer of the glow of the plot flashed through his black eyes.

Four princesses.

“Beauty, hiccup ~ ~ ~" Ink pounded a hiccup, holding a bottle of wine, his face was red, his legs fell on the couch, his eyes lifted, his eyes distracted and stared at the cold lying on the soft couch, “Beauty...” He shouted again with a full mouth of wine, his hands uneasy to look towards the cold collar.

Originally, Mo Tianlang went to find Mo Tianlang first, but Mo Tianlang took the power of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers, and couldn't open the door of Mo Tianlang. Finally, he retreated to beg for the second. He came to the cold place. Mo Tianlang had never seen the cold talk before and thought that the cold was mute, so compared to Mo Tianlang, he actually loved to enjoy it more.

Suddenly he felt a warm, cold eyes open, saw a pair of white hands penetrating his underwear, looked past along his arm, drunk ink poured eyes filled with fire of desire, looked at him, his mouth kept calling: “Beauty, beauty,” cold red eyes flashed a little kill, but helplessly, the body power was sealed in heaven, cold pulled away, fell by the table and chair, cold looking at ink poured.

Huh, Mo suddenly felt his hands empty, squeezed his eyes, found the beauty on the bed long gone, circled around, found the cold sitting on the chair drinking tea, with his hands up, waved towards the cold side, “Beauty, you, go from me! Hiccup...” Mo dumped another hiccup before continuing intermittently: to ensure your prosperity and prosperity. ”

There is a strong aversion between the frowns of the cold staring at Ink. This is how all human women are. When they see a man, they don't want to go forward. Suddenly, Ink Tin's ordinary but indifferent face appears in front of the cold, except for her, unlike these stupid human women!

“My son-in-law wishes to marry the Prince of the Phoenix dynasty!” A tiny body of ink, kneeling in the palace, a firm look on one's face and a crisp voice.

Suddenly the cold awakens suddenly. Huh, all human women are the same, no different.

Doesn't she want to marry a man at all costs?!!

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