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

She doesn't get it. How could someone like her behave like this have such a mess?

“I thought I didn't give birth to that little bastard? It doesn't look anything like me.” General Li frowned and was thinking about it.

Three black lines were instantly lowered on the ink tip, and they turned around and walked away - they were clearly engraved in a mold.

She was too lazy to talk to General Li again. In order not to let General Li catch up, she pulled herself on the long road again. The steps under the ink glass foot were huge, and then no matter what General Li called her behind her, she would never look back. Decisively boarded the carriage and then let the horse speed up his departure.

Just leave General Lee's coarse mine voice spinning.

Upon returning to the house, Ink dumped her ass, her butt, and before she sat hot, a message came from Night Loser looking for her.

“Let him in.” The ink leaned against the lounger, closed her eyes, and the wine she drank last night didn't seem to have completely faded, making her look a little tired.

As soon as the night rose in, she saw ink leaning towards her dress, lying on her side on a chair, her eyes closed, and her puffy eyelashes reflected a dark shadow under her eyes.

He hesitated to wake up the ink or not.

“Something wrong? ”

At night Lodze suddenly opened his mouth and was surprised. He remembered that he had not paid his respects. He quickly knelt down again. "Lodze saw the princess. ”

You can't hear any emotions in the sound, it's faint, and it makes the ink pour out. But since entering the dust, there are too many people who have made her confused. The human heart is difficult to understand.

“Mm-hmm.” The ink leaves its eyes open and the cherry lips gently open, "You, sick? ”

“Yes, Princess.” Though the ink did not open its eyes, Lotzer still kowtowed to the ink at night, "thanks to the princess for saving her life. ”

Seeing that the ink was not answering, Lodze drowned his eyelids at night and paused. He continued: "It is time for Lodze to leave to take care of Princess Xie these few days. ”

Mozilla couldn't help but leave at night. She took a rest. But she didn't want Night Lozer to think that she really wanted Night Lozer to go, hey... when she became a human, her mind became a little forward-looking and soft, just like these humans.

When I remembered the night Lodze was beaten on the street, Ink Glass slowly said, “Didn't you leave the house that day to go home? How did that woman beat you? ”

Night Lodze said, with a sad look on his face, slowly and slightly tough to say: “I have no home. ”

It seemed to hear something wrong in the noise of the night lozenge. Ink glazed open his eyes and looked at the night lozenge lying on his knees. His thin shoulders were shaking slightly. A drop of crystalline tears flowed out of his eyes, which were covered by the Liu Hai, and fell to the ground and splattered.

Mozilla was surprised. I didn't expect her own random question to make Night Lozer react so much. She sat up and looked at Night Lozer, "Are you... are you okay? ”

When I just said it, Ink wants to bite his tongue, his head —— can he do that? Something's obvious. I'm really talking nonsense.

I didn't expect that the night rose with ink, wiped tears from the corners of his eyes, raised his head, smiled strongly at the ink glazing: “It's okay, these days have been disturbing. I'm here to say goodbye and thank you for your care these days. ”

At night Lotzer kowtowed two heads at the ink, then stood up and walked out. Soon as he reached the door, he stopped and smiled back at Ink and said: "Lend me your silver and I'll pay you back. Finally, thank you again. I'll remember that. ”

After that, push the door open and the head never leaves.

Yue Yao gathered in through the door and said to Mo Jianlu: “Princess, should we go after the night boy? ”

She could see that there must be nowhere to go at night, and now let him go, inevitably not to be caught again by the woman she met that morning.

Hey... such a handsome boy, how can he be so unlucky to marry such a vicious woman. If the princess hadn't seen it at the time, what would have happened?

“No.” Ink leaned back on the lounge chair, closed his eyes, and when Yue Yao thought she was ready to rest, Ink leaned back and said softly: “Send someone to follow him, but only in the dark, so he can't find out. ”

“He” in the mouth of the ink is naturally the night lozenge, Yue Yao nodded, and she really didn't want to see such a weak man bullied again.

Ink sighed and continued: "Investigate the woman I met on the street that morning and tell me all the details of what happened that night after Lodze left the house. ”

Night Lodze is the sidekick of Mo Dunxiang. After Mo Dunxiang kicked him out of the house, he should have gone home. But when he met the woman in the street that day, he gave her back the silver money, which made Ink think all the same.

And just now, when he asked himself the question of “go home," he actually wept.

The ink is so dark, isn't there something wrong with his family? I hope it's not what I think it is.

“Yes." Yue Yao led the order and flew away.

Ink rubbed his eyebrows and got so messed up that he didn't want to sleep again. When I think of the morning on the chapel, ink poured over me and said to myself that the Dusty Spirit had promised to marry her, ink poured the heart like a needle.

Breathe a nitrogen, ink lean up, two, legs, disk up, close your eyes and sit up. I hope to calm the heartache in my heart.

After sitting for half a day, that feeling did not diminish at all. Instead, it tended to get worse. The ink-tilk throat felt a bite of sweetness. A bite of blood penned out of her mouth and stained the ink-tilk clothes.

Ink Tilt's hands held up the chair, and a series of emotions such as grief, pain, and tangles flashed through her eyes. Ink Tilt rubbed the blood from the corner of her mouth, stood up and restored that constant cold in her eyes.

She went to see it. She had to see the heart of the Dusty Spirit with her own eyes before she could be willing and not regret it.

If you want to do it, you can lift your legs and go outside, then jump on the roof while no one is around you, and jump in the direction of the Ink House.

As Night Lodze said, the inky house really didn't even see a man's figure, and all the colors were women.

Munchkin's house was not as relaxed as Munchkin's. From time to time, her house patrolled with another group of guards. Munchkin had to use some force to hide his figure. After searching many places, he found Munchkin's house.

“Dust Spirit, how about this painting of mine? ”

As soon as the ink poured closer, I heard the ink pouring inside talking, and the tone had obvious spoil and drowning. What keeps the ink from breathing is that the wind and dust spirits open and his voice, like a spring of water, can flow into the apex of the human heart and surround the ink spirits tightly.

“The princess's painting is much better than before.” The Dusty Spirit spoke in praise of the ink.

Much better than before? Squeeze a double fist with ink and hold on to the urge to push the door in.

“Dusty Spirit, you taught me better. ”

“Where, is the princess you're smart. ”

“Dusty Spirit, come and teach me how to paint this scenery. I always feel like I paint better than you.” The word "ink" actually has a slight hint of delicacy.

"The Dusty Spirit smiled softly. ”

The ink peeled out a slight gap in the window and looked into the room. He looked at the table and drew with the hands of the Dusty Spirit holding the ink, both with a smile on their faces.

What a concubine.

The ink grew pale, turned around, jumped on the roof and left. There is no need to stay here any longer. In that case, bless this man who made her feel heartbroken and happy! She believed that Ink Tilt was really good for him, although she disagreed with Ink Tilt.

Ink tilted her ears slightly, heard the noise on the beam gradually disappear, and her mouth curled with a cold mocking curve.

“Princess.” The wind and dust spirits saw the ink pounding and sounded.

Ink looked at the wind and dust spirit and smiled, “Well, go on. ”

“Already painted.” The Dusty Spirit loosened his hand and took two steps backwards, holding a certain distance from the ink, and said softly.

Munchkin saw the action of the Dusty Spirit, his eyes heaved, “Dusty Spirit, what are you doing? Are you still guarding me? ”

The wind and dust spirits who heard the words lowered their eyebrows and did not look at the ink, "I am not, I am just a man, a woman, a teacher, a pain, a kisser. Besides, I'm still a married couple. ”

“Dusty Spirit.” Ink chewed his teeth and yelled, "She doesn't want you anymore, what are you still thinking about her? Don't you know how much I feel about you? Why can't you forget her? ”

The wind and dust spirits raised their heads, and the bright crystal eyes had stubbornness that did not match his weak appearance, "She did not say no to me, she did not rest me one day, I was her husband one day. ”

“You...” Mo leaned over his chest and deliberately pretended to look extremely painful. He took a few steps backwards and saw the wind and dust, hurriedly holding Mo leaning forward.

Ink leaned his hands powerless push to hold his own wind and dust spirit, and his voice instantly became weak, "You go away, since you are thinking about ink in your heart, go find her. I don't need you. ”

The wind and dust spirit's eyes were filled with the colour of loss. He reached for the ink and helped the past again. He sighed, “Why do you have to? The doctor said not to let you get upset, you can't bear to move your body. You do what you have to do to yourself so badly. ”

“I'm going to fuck myself up.” Ink pushed away the wind and dust spirit violently, but fell on the wind and dust spirit just a slight push. He took a few more steps backwards because he was weak. Yu Guangguang glanced at the table feet and deliberately retreated to the table feet.

The legs stirred up and the entire body slipped backwards. As soon as she fell backwards, she saw the wind and dust spirits running over worried, and the inky corners of her mouth lifted slightly —— the wind and dust spirits, for the rest of her life, you can only be my man.