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

She bit herself without pity, and now she's doing this for a few mortals. Mu Tianlang really wanted to shoot her, but... is he really patient?

For some time, all he could think about was her, and she had occupied his whole heart for some time.

She clearly said only bad things to herself, but she couldn't forget. The corner of Tianlang's mouth pulls a mockery - Tianlang, Tianlang, I didn't expect you to have the same day.

Put your hands around your neck, here, and the ink stain that bit him. Whenever he misses her, his hands unwittingly overlap that already faint mark, recalling their first encounter.

Lower your head and cover your lips with ink on that pale, icy lip, the cold breath pouring from her mouth into the muffled mouth. Close your eyes and enjoy the happiness of this moment.

The warm lips cling tightly to the cold lips of the ink, gently lifting the ink lips, penetrating into her mouth, kissing the cold but soft little tongue, sometimes curling, sometimes licking, sweeping, but the “sleeping” of the ink leaves Tianlan a little dissatisfied.

He bit the soft lip of his mouth and then left reluctantly, scratching the face off the ink. "For your obedience, the king is merciful enough to save you! ”

The sharp nails cut the fingertips of the other hand, squeezing a drop of bright red blood onto the pale lips of the ink, and the blood cut across the lips of the ink, sliding into her mouth, gradually slipping into the larynx cavity and penetrating into all corners of the body.

The body, originally silent, is gradually awakening step by step.

The ink just feels like its chest is about to burst, the pain can't be on its own, and then it feels a glitter moisturizing its already fading flesh.

Who saved her?

The ink curtain slowly lifted up, reflected in a pair of bright blue eyes, and the outline of the person gradually appeared.

But a strong scent emanated from the person in front of him, stimulating the senses of ink, stimulating the silent heart for thousands of years.

The eye curtain was closed again, the nose tip gently smelled the scent coming from the nose, and the body moved uncontrollably.

Tianlang saw Ink's glassy eyes open and closed, and she wondered - is she awake or not?!

Without waiting for Tianlang to react further, he felt himself in a soft arms, not waiting for Tianlang to burgle himself, and the pain in his neck read what was happening.

Ink Dumpling, who killed a thousand knives, bit him without his consent, and it's the same place - you don't know how painful it is!

Tianlang glanced at the blood-sucking delightful ink leak, her eyes softened again, quietly lying in the arms of the ink leaves her to suck her own blood.

A fresh stream of blood flows into the larynx of the ink glass with a light blue light, penetrating the body of the ink glass. The heart, which had been silent for thousands of years, trembled slightly when it echoed with some blood.

The discovery was also abnormal, and her heart would tremble. At this point, a sleeping memory suddenly swept in, and one night, this silent heart trembled slightly. Besides, the man, Yuanyue, dared to knock out her zombie king for 10,000 years, it was just so desperate.

It also caused her to cultivate for a long time.

Feeling heavier and heavier, Ink Tilt realizes that she is sucking someone's blood. His eyes opened and he leaves, reluctantly leaving the place with an infinite scent of neck, rubbing the blood from the corner of his mouth before looking at the person in his arms.

“Mu Tianlang? How is it you?" Ink Pills never thought it would be him. No wonder he was so badly wounded that he recovered instantly, just like that. I'm sure it's not just because his blood is demonic, but what is it?! And the wind, the dust, and the clouds of blood.

“Finally sucked?” The corner of Tianlang's mouth softly lifted, trying to pull a faint smile, blue eyes darkened at this time, he tried to hold his eyelids to keep it from falling, but... he was so tired, so tired.

Finally close your eyes and fall asleep in the arms of ink.

Put the slang on the bed and lift the mattress gently over him, fingers over where they bit him, cherry lips spit gently, "Thank you. ”

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“Wife owner. ”

As soon as the ink leaked out of the room, the people surrounded themselves. The wind and dust spirit pulled the ink and looked to the left and to the right, afraid that it was their hallucination.

Phoenix saw that the ink was fine, put a big stone on the bottom of his heart, but stood silently outside the crowd, his eyes tightly locked the ink.

“You, ready?” I can't believe her eyes. She was so badly wounded and poisoned. Even if she was cured, she couldn't get out of bed and walk without a few months of nursing.

But... everything in front of me had to make Song look at his own medicine, maybe he was too proud of himself before, there are many people in the world who are good at medicine.

“I'm fine.” Ink slapped the back of Spirit's hand and smiled lightly and shallowly at the corner of his mouth.

It's a wonderful feeling to be cared for.

The ink felt a burning, hot gaze following itself. He looked at it and softly called out, “Phoenix is extinct. ”

Feng Qingqing saw the ink leaning towards his side, quickly lowered his head, turned around and ready to go, but was held by the ink leaking glass.

“Yes… sorry.” It's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, nothing would have happened.

Looking at Phoenix to clear up the guilt of the god, Ink Tilt couldn't bear it. “It's none of your business, I was careless. ”

In this way, Feng Qiu blamed herself, her lips tightened, and the tears turned in her eyes.

“Clear,” Wind and Dust hurried over to grab Phoenix's clear shoulder, "it's not your fault, it's the assassins and the masterminds behind the assassins. ”

The word "soul" awakens the dreamer.

Yeah, the main thing now is to find out who killed them. Such a heavy poisoner.

Feng Qingqing hurriedly left after a punch in the ink and the wind and dust spirit. It's a way of showing courtesy between men in their country —— hugging.

Ink grabbed the wind and dust spirit he wanted to catch up with, looked at his back and said, "He won't leave, don't worry. ”

Song finally couldn't help but ask Ink Glass, "Six princesses, are you really cured by that blue-eyed man? ”

When I think of the man who was sleeping, the corner of the ink poured up slightly, and it was all up to him.

To think of it, the ink poured its head.

“Can I meet this tall man?” The song rubbed his hand and his eyes filled with winged eyes looking at the ink.

“Song.” Yue Yao stamped his feet. What's wrong with this girl today? She's not big or small. Not even a toast to the princess.

”Yueyao hurriedly turned to Ink. 'Forgive me, Princess, but the song is...

“No problem,” Ink swings her hand, "I can understand her love for the doctor's heart, but now he's asleep because he's cured me, exhausted his mind. Come back another time! ”

There's obvious loneliness in the smell of a song.

At this time, they ignored the cold side, and at this time, the cold vision poured into the inky eyes was filled with hatred.

It's her, it's really her!!!

“You brought me here to see them make out? Boring.”

After a false mountain in the distance, the clouds glanced over his head, stopped looking at the ink glass, stood up, waved his sleeve violently, and turned around to prepare to leave.

Goh Zhu eyes quickly grabbed the free cloud ready to leave, “Look again, don't say that the wind and dust primate is not just beautiful, no wonder the ink glass favored him. Tsk... I wish I had his seven cents!

“Humph...” Running clouds shake off Gordon's hand, chilling, "You see, I'm not as bored as you are. Boring and wasting my time. ”

Seeing Xiaoyu Yunxian is really angry, Goxuan also hurried up and chased him in the direction of Xiaoyu Yunxian, while chasing him and screaming, "I don't know who heard Ink Tin injured and ran over without his shoes on. ”

“Say it again, don't come to me for dinner at night!” The loose clouds turned back and threatened the Gordon with viciousness.

Goo Zhui, listening to the lack of food, even begged for forgiveness, “Okay, why don't I stop talking? ”

As the night descends on the Imperial City, the entire streets of the Imperial City descend into endless darkness. In a remote courtyard on the outskirts of the city, a house is lit.

“See the Prince.” A group of plainclothes guards fell on their knees and cleared their respectful ceremonies to Phoenix, sitting high above them.

Feng quenched the tea, “Get up. ”

He counted the number of people in the house and asked the man in charge: "How many have been lost? ”

“Back to the prince, five. They were poisoned to death. The sword was poisoned.” The man who headed it remembered the broken brothers who had been born and died together and was angry.

“Is he alive? ”

The man headed by a dark face, “Back to the prince, these assassins are dead. We caught him with our eyes, and he bit himself. ”

“Boom," Phoenix slapped the cup toward the table beside her.

Everyone knelt down and shouted, "The prince pardons. ”

“I don't blame you, I blame only the masterminds behind these people for being so cunning and discreet.” The shaking candlelight reflected, projected and on the face of Phoenix's purification, making his ordinary face appear somewhat unclear and indescribable at this time.

“Alright,” Feng Qingqing stood up and the man headed, "Get up! ”

The plainclothes guards in the back got up with the men in black.

“You guys go home tonight! Go back and tell Father I decided to marry the Sixth Princess.” See what the leading man is going to say, Feng Qingqing waved his hand, "I don't need to say much, I have decided. ”