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

The more the golden shadow moves towards the ink, the closer it finally stops in front of the ink, looking at the drunken ink, coldly: “Do you think you can handle him like this?!? ”

“Hiccup...” Ink leaned on the table, his head squinted and looked at the golden shadow. If his outline appeared in front of his own eyes, he could not help but cry out, “You... don't shake, shake me... Hiccup... I'm dizzy, I can't see clearly. ”

She hit a hiccup and lay down on the table with her hands still filling her mouth with wine. The wine splashed on the face of the ink, on the hair, on the clothes, looking particularly wolfish.

But the ink doesn't seem to feel like it, still holding the bar and pouring it into his mouth.

The man easily grabbed the bar in Ink's hand and threw it aside. He bowed down and stared closely at Ink Glass, his mouth curled with a sense of ridicule, "Now what!? Did you see it clearly? ”

“You...” Ink glazed at the widening face in front of her, holding her head, thinking hard.

Suddenly, she waved her hand over the man's face, looked left, looked right, and then yelled excitedly like she'd found something strange: "You're Kim, aren't you!? ”

And I didn't wait for the man in front of me to say yes or no, and the ink poured a nose and a tear held him, crying: “Kim, I missed you so much, I missed you so much. When you become a fairy, you don't come to play with me anymore. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Aren't you a great pet yet to disown me as a host?!! Whoo-hoo...”

Kim? The man in front of him smoked in the corner of his mouth - what the hell is that name?

Cheng Xian, pet? The man's mouth in front of him smoked hard again. At this moment, he has confirmed and is sure that the ink glass must be drunk!!! Otherwise, how can such incomprehensible words be uttered?

The man wanted to push away with his own ink, but pushed and pushed, and the ink did not know where this woman's strength came from. Instead, he held the man tighter.

“Let go of me, Ink.” The man stared at the ink and bit his teeth off, "he said.

The ink tipped over the man's stomach and swallowed: “Kim, talk to me, you must be like the Dust Spirit, you don't want to ignore me anymore. Because you found a better place, didn't you? ”

When the name "Dusty Spirit” was heard, the man was obvious and no longer pushing the ink glass, but let her hold it and let her speak.

“You flew up and left me, as did the Dust Spirit. Kim, you know, Feng Du Ling has seven days, and he's getting married in seven days. He's getting married as a husband. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Hiccup...” Ink glazed eyes fancy, away, tears still hanging in her orbit, can imagine how sad she was. Speaking of this, however, Ink leaned back angrily and said outrageously to “Little Gold”.

The men were all stiff there until the ink tipped over their heads, hugging the man, head against the man, hips and limbs, grunting.

It took a while for a man to say, "Isn't it really you? ”

Each of these words, like a kilogram of weight, slowly spit out of a man's mouth, sounding dull, but not flavorful.

"What's not me?" the glass screamed in confusion. ”

“Aren't you really the one who spread the rumor and let Phoenix go?!?” The man took a deep breath and then slowly poured towards the ink.

The head, which was buried in the belly of a man, hit him a little harder, causing a lifetime of pain in his stomach.

“I think he's gone right, Hiccup... but those rumors aren't really coming out of me.” The ink leaned and said that she accidentally bit her tongue, so she let go of the man in pain, and stretched herself, tongue, and stretched out. She couldn't help but fan with her hands beside her. She seemed to think that her tongue would not hurt.

Not only did the man not find it funny when he looked at the ink wrinkled together, but he took two steps backwards - heh... he actually felt a tremendous leap and anticipation in his heart when she said that she didn't do it. But... she also wants to go by herself, she doesn't want to stay here. Perhaps if those things hadn't happened and she hadn't left herself, she would have found a way to get herself out, too.

After all, she doesn't love him.

The man bends over, holds the ink across his waist, places it in the * * * * * * *, and covers her with a quilt. He sat beside her, wiping away the tears in her corner with his hands up, staring deeply at the ink, and then dropping a gentle kiss on her forehead - even though you don't love me, I still love you.

After all this was done, the man locked the door from the inside and tapped it twice, jumping out the window into two shadows, saluting the man: “Prince. ”

The man nodded, “I'm going out to find someone. ”

“Yes.”

The two shadows were trained to sound, and then they jumped out the window, grabbing the man's arm from left to right.

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“Dumb, is that grownup really the queen's eyeliner?!?” The wind and dust spirits watched Lord Wang and Ink Tin's back get farther and farther away, until they disappeared into sight before losing sight. Thinking of what Ink had just said and said to himself, the Dusty Spirit asked.

The ink glistened and said, “Hmm. ”

“Then... why did the grownup say I was your monarch!?” The wind and dust spirits speak of their doubts.

With a slight apology in her eyes, she quickly disappeared, so she looked pathetic and said to the wind and dust spirit: "Dust and dust, can I tell you not to be angry!? ”

The wind and dust spirits frowned, but when they saw Ink leaning like this, he couldn't resist rejecting her, so he sighed, "Go ahead!! ”

“Then promise you won't be angry and don't ignore me!” After all these days, the character of the wind and dust spirits has long been touched through, against the wind and dust spirits, can only be attacked with gentle aggression, the strong set is not feasible here in the wind and dust spirits. Otherwise, it would be like ink spills and wind and dust spirits, unhappy and dispersed.

Though the wind and dust spirits knew that the ink poured like this, they must have done something. From Lord Wang's words, the wind and dust spirits seemed to be able to predict a little by implication.

It's just... he has no idea how to reject these hopeful eyes in front of him. If she refused, she'd be sad!

Maybe listen to her. It's not what she thinks.

Thinking about it, the wind and dust spirits turned their heads slightly.

Munchkin said to the wind and dust spirits: “The Queen now has a condition before giving me such an important thing as the Temporary Reign. ”

After that, Ink looked at the wind and dust spirit, and the wind and dust spirit looked back in confusion, "What conditions!? ”

Watched by the wind and dust spirit for so long, Ink leads the surrender of the weapon. Faced with the wind and dust spirit, she always couldn't help accelerating her heart beat, so long, still.

Ink tilted his eyes away and coughed twice to cover his embarrassment at the moment, "You know, I kicked all the men out of the house before. ”

Speaking of this, there was a slight apology on the face of the Dusty Spirit, which he knew, and Mo dumped all the men in the house to show his determination.

The wind and dust spirit couldn't help but think about ink and glass, and how happy she would be if she did it for herself.

“The Empress has great hopes for me, so I wish I could have a family.” Mockingjay continued.

Family!?

Seeing the doubts in the eyes of the Dusty Spirit, Mo sighed and said: “You know how I feel about you. Even if you don't have me in your heart right now, I will never give up. But the queen pushed me so hard, I lied to the queen and said that I was married seven days later. ”

“You said the matrimonial object should not be…” Feng Du Ling thought of something, took two steps back, incredibly looked at Ink and asked Ink to tell him that he was not the object of her marriage.

But Mo nodded and went on to say, “Yes, you are the one I told the Empress to marry. ”

The wind and dust spirit's head “blew” like it was going to blow up, and he shook his head at the ink, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I can't marry you. That's not gonna work. ”

Watching the wind and dust spirits even shake their heads to refuse, the ink poured its heart like a needle, but it slipped through its eyes--whether he had her in his heart or not, she had to keep him permanently beside herself. Even with these insidious methods.

So, the ink leaned on its face, “I'm sorry, I made my own decision. I'm sorry.”

Before the wind and dust spirits reacted, the smudging face appeared again, “Well, I'm going to make it clear to the Empress that I'm going to kill whatever I want. ”

Mo leaned up his legs and walked towards the palace.

How could she forget that if she went to the Queen now and explained that she was not going to marry herself, it would not be a great sin to bully a monarch!? Even if she were a princess, the queen would inevitably lose her princess title and go to jail. If she did so much for herself and ended up causing her to go to such a field, wouldn't he be too heartless?

Seeing Ink lean to the palace, the wind and dust spirits grabbed Ink and looked at the wind and dust spirits with confusion, but her inner joy gradually spread.

“Don't go.” The Dusty Spirit looked into Ink's questionable eyes and lowered his head and whispered: “I… I promise you. ”

She has been working all day today, and now she has a meeting to attend. It is estimated what time in the morning she will be home. So there's no way to code words. This chapter may be all for today. I hope you understand. How dare you!