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

The glass leaned toward the night lozenge, squatting down and covering the head of the night lozenge, softly: “It's okay, don't worry. ”

“Thank you.” Night Lotzer looked at the ink and the tears turned in his eyes, and he finally held it back.

Night Lotzer took a handkerchief out of her arms and wiped the blood from the ink on her forehead, where she was smashed into a small bite by a wooden stick, flowing bright red blood towards the outside.

He covered it with a handkerchief, his voice with a little swallowing, "Does it hurt? ”

Ink glazed her lips and smiled, looking like a light cloud wind, softly: “It doesn't hurt. ”

“Go, follow me back to the house.” The glass poured out an infinite amount of pity on a man who was stubborn and stubborn in front of him, ready to hold up Night Lozer's hand and take Night Lozer away.

All of a sudden, Lotsar's eyes suddenly changed, then Ink Tilt felt a pain in his back of the brain and then fainted in front of him. In the moment of fainting, Ink Glass saw another pity in Loser's eyes at night.

He pitied her? Without waiting for the ink to pour, she fainted.

Night Rose's eyes glared slightly angrily at the woman with the wooden stick stained with blood, and her voice chilled, “What are you doing? ”

The woman spit in the ink, “What am I doing? Naturally, I obey my master's orders and kill her. ”

“Huh...” Night Lotser slowly laid down the ink glass on the ground, stood up and smiled with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, gradually approaching the woman.

The woman stared her eyes wide and the wooden stick on her hand fell to the ground because she was afraid. She stepped back in horror and shook her mouth, "What do you... what do you want to do? I, I am the master... ah...”

Before the woman's words were finished, Lotsar's hands strangled the woman's neck at night, her eyes turned white and her hands and feet waved constantly. Night Lotzer's eyes did not contain a hint of temperature, her hands clasped the woman's neck slightly hard, the woman's body choked, her brain is now full of regrets.

Knowing that the man in front of him is a monster who kills people without blinking, he himself and his demands dictate the opposite.

With all her strength, she squeezed a few words out of her teeth, “Forgive me... please... you..."

Night Lotzer's eyes skipped a bloodthirsty slaughter and her thin lips twisted, as she was about to break the woman's neck, she heard very fast footsteps approaching here.

The bloodthirsty color in his eyes gradually dissipated, he tossed the woman casually on the ground, took another vegetarian handkerchief from his arms, wiped the hand that had just strangled the woman's neck, and then threw the handkerchief on the woman's face with a thin lip, “Roll. ”

The woman hurriedly fell and crashed from the ground and ran for her life outside.

At the behest of Ink, Yue Yao went to the woman's house to find her, but found the entire yard empty and unpopular. The first reaction of Yue Yao at the time was that the woman might have taken someone to find Night Lozer. The secret passage was not good. She hurried back to the house to assemble a better guard in the house, and ran to the house of Night Lozer.

When Yueyao appeared with a large group of guards in the ruined house of the Night Lodze family, Yueyao and the guards behind him were astonished.

At this time, the ink leaned, covered in blood, in the arms of Night Lodze, who was holding a handkerchief and covering his forehead with ink leaning, his shoulders trembling irresistibly.

There was movement in the house, and he raised his head violently, with a slight fright in his eyes. The visitor was Yue Yao, and the horror of his eyes gradually disappeared.

Yue Yao incredibly took two steps forward, and some of her people who did not believe that the whole face had been blurred would be her princess.

The princess clearly reassured her. She was reassured, but how did the princess make herself look like this again?

“Princess.” Yue Yao quickly walked to the ink dump and held the ink from the arms of Luoze at night, his hands trembled, wiping the ink dump with his own clothes and sleeves on his bloodstained face.

“The moon… Yao.” The noise of the night rose with a hint of sand and dumbness, opening to Yueyao, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

“It's none of your business.” Yue Yao saw the divine colour in the eyes of Night Lozer, holding his heart's wrath, asked Night Lozer, "Is that the woman? ”

Night Lotzer lowered his eyes, nodded slightly, and slipped a hint of chill in his eyes - now that someone had helped him do it, he was happy.

Yue Yao picked up the ink, which was much lighter than she thought and even lighter than a man's weight - sorry, Yue Yao didn't protect you well.

She turned to the guard of the princess's office, who was waiting for her. "Find me that woman and bring her back to the house. ”

“Yes." After listening to the guards, they threw a salute at Ink and left.

Moon Yao walked step by step with ink, and at night Lotser unraveled his clothes and covered the neighbor's son's body, before quickly catching up with Moon Yao and walking behind them.

Upon returning home, Yue Yao put the ink glass in the * * * * * * * and sent someone to invite the song, who knew the song was coming back to the mountains to collect medicine.

And Tianlang is not in the princess' house, and nobody knows where he is.

Yue Yao hurried around, in these respects she was always easy to mess around, while Lotsar was beside her at night, quietly wiping the ink with a hot towel.

“Cold.” Just as Yue Yao was about to jump, he saw the cold appearance at the door. Yue Yao Xin welcomed him up and grabbed the cold hand, "go check on the princess. ”

Nodding coldly, he quickly walked toward the ink that was lying on the * * * * * * *. Night Lotsar stood beside her and sat calmly next to the ink glass, lifting her hand to remove the hair from the ink glass forehead. The scary scars baolu was in the air, and she was slightly heavier behind her, facing Yueyao: "Out you go. ”

Why are the doctors treating you now, all alone?

Even though Yue Yao was reluctant, he listened to the cold words and withdrew from the house at night with Lotsar and the maids.

She still had a hidden distrust of cold-blooded medicine. She hurried to call the maids. As soon as she went to find the divine doctor, she hurried up to the mountain to find a song.

Yue Yao scolded the song a thousand times in his heart.

Seeing people leave, glancing at the inky glasses, full of hatred. The neck of the ink-tiltered glass, which was strangled by both hands, made the original ink-tiltered face a little whiter.

Hands strangled the neck of the ink tilt tighter and tighter, eventually letting go of the hand.

She didn't want the ink to leave so easily, she wanted the ink to suffer a thousand times deeper wounds than she did before she died.

When you think about it, the cold corner of your mouth is cut through the chill —— wait, I'm going to make your beloved woman live worse than die.

Open the box and a row of silver needles appear in front of you. A silver needle was coldly clamped together and stabbed against the head of the ink, and a painful divine color appeared on the face of the ink.

Cold smile, like talking to yourself, like talking to ink, "Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily, I will definitely cure you well. ”

Standing outside the door and waiting at night, Rosé's ears moved slightly, revealing a surprise in her eyes, which quickly converged.

Soon, the ink-tiltered head was cha, full of silver needles of varying sizes and thicknesses. The ink poured was rushing, impatient, breathing gradually stabilized, and the sweat on the forehead gently wiped away.

Then he took out a bottle of potion from the medicine box, glanced at the ink, and then pulled out a green pill from his arms, crushed the green pill from his finger and threw it into the potion.

She was about to shake the bottle twice, and the last hand took pity off the mouth of the ink glass, and the other hand took the bottle and poured all the medicine into the mouth of the ink glass.

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The song carried a bamboo basket, with a trunk in his hand, climbing hard towards the mountain step by step.

“Where the hell are the spiritual flowers? ”

Looked for a day and a night without the spiritual flowers in the cold mouth, making the song grunt.

Remove the weed in front and continue deep. All of a sudden, the light flashed in front of the song, and then quickly slipped away in one direction.

The song is full of shock - is this... a flower?

Spiritual flowers, those are spiritual flowers. The eyes of the song were bright, the eyes of the song were bright, the just exhausted grievance instantly swept away, she carried a bamboo basket, blocked her weed in front of her eyes, and tried her life to quickly follow the bright light.

I don't know how long it took to chase it, but the bright light in the distance grew darker and darker, and then it flashed gently, completely disappearing into the sight of the song.

She regretted why she was running so slowly, and she was unwilling to run away in that glowing direction.

But the area is full of black paint, there are no spiritual flowers.

That's when the song realized that my legs were in hot pain. The song took a torch out of the bamboo basket and lit the torch with the stone, instantly illuminating the surrounding area.

The song looked at her legs with a torch in her arms, only to see that the legs of the song had sometime been drawn into her skin with a fine trace.

Must have just accidentally cut into something to chase the flower.

The song found a stone to sit down, put the torch cha in the ground, and then slowly lifted the legs up, some of the blood had dried up and tied to her wounds and legs. When the song lifted, she stabbed her wound, and the painful song shrugged.

Song easily tore the pants off the calves of both legs, but sadly found that he had just found most of the medicine in the bamboo basket, only a few of which were not anti-painkillers.

After biting his lip, he seemed unable to continue chasing Linghua today. He had to go back and heal the wound on his leg first, and didn't know if it was poisonous.

The song was about to rise, but found a creature in front of him gasping, breathing heavily and heavily.