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

“Yueyao.” Ink curled outward: “Send the monarch back.! ”

“Wife Lord!” He looked at Ink Tin's eyes a little unbelievable. When he was in his girlfriend, he heard that the six princesses loved male SE. Although his appearance did not belong to the national SE and Tianxiang, it also belonged to the superior appearance, not to mention that he was not now lying in front of Ink Tin.

As long as she is a normal woman, she will definitely be interested.

But the cruel reality tells me that the woman standing before him is not a normal woman at all.

Yue Yao heard the instructions of the ink dump outside the door. She quickly entered the door. She offered a gift to the ink dump. Yu Guangguang looked at the unhappy look of the ink and knew that this matter was on the leg of the horse.

Hurry up and say: "Please! ”

Yu said something, but after touching the cold eyes of the ink, she shut her mouth and reluctantly picked up the clothes beside her and put them on.

“Wife lord, I… I'll go down first.” Kneeling in front of the ink, he said.

Ink tilted his hand and waited until he left. Ink tilted a white handkerchief out of his arms and placed it on the tip of his nose to smell it carefully. This is a handkerchief that was accidentally dropped from the wind and dust spirit, and the ink poured out of the ground.

Lie on your bed with a clear drop of tears streaming down the corner of your ink.

Early the next morning, Ink Tilt heard the noise outside the door while sleeping blurred. She stood up and called out: "Yueyao, what is it? ”

“Back to the princess, the four princesses... send someone to invite the princess!” Standing outside the door, Yue Yaoxiang sweated, and the four princesses came to show off their insults.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath - it's time to come! When did she learn to be scared like a normal human being?

“Tell her the palace will be there on time.” The ink tip picks up the handkerchief by the pillow and pulls it in your hand - Dusty Spirit, if it's good for you, it's good for me.

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Since that day, Munchkin had burned people, objects, grass and livestock off the streets without knowing what to use, and although they had been renovated later, few people had lived in them. After all, no one wants to lose their xing life for no reason.

And at this moment, the otherwise cold streets are full of people, full of congratulations.

Ink leaned in a red robe, stood outside the house, his head was held high, only one or two strands of hair drooped down, and a little bit of beauty in the stiffness.

“The groom is here!” From afar comes a shout of congratulations from Xiro.

Mo Tianxiang said, hurriedly abandoned the minister who was still congratulating her, and went to greet the wind and dust spirit.

“The Fourth Princess took it easy, and asked the Fourth Princess to kick the sedan first.” Side by side Xiro stood in the way of the ink dump, laughing at the ink dump, he said.

Munchkin patted his forehead and laughed back: “The palace is really happy and confused. I forgot the rules. ”

Say it, lift your legs and gently touch the curtain, then hear the next Xiro's voice, “Invite the bride to carry the groom into the house. ”

Mo looked forward to this moment for a long time, hurriedly lifting the curtain, reaching up to the hand of the sedan, “Dusty Spirit, your hand is so cold. ”

“I... I'm sick.” There was a bit of panic in the eyebrows beneath the wind and dust.

“No wonder even the voices are different. Just hold on a little longer and the ceremony will be over soon. I'll show you!” Go ahead, Mo leaned back with a smile and walked toward the house.

Inside the lobby, the Queen, during her pregnancy, could not come here, so she sat on the high table only with her muddy biological father. Because of her low birth status and poor appearance, she has not been loved by the Queen, but the Queen has been kind to her since she was foretold by a Taoist on the day of her birth.

At this time, Ink's biological father was crying. Perhaps it would be a great pleasure to see his daughter finally set her heart!

“Worship the heavens and the earth.” Xiro's face was full of laughter, and he looked at the couple of newcomers and shouted.

Ink held the hands of the wind and dust, kneeling to the heavens and the earth, his face revealed a smile from his heart.

“Second Bye High Hall. ”

Munchkin's biological father saw Munchkin and his son-in-law so kneeling to himself, he said, “Get up, get up. It's cold on the ground, don't get cold. ”

“Thank you, Father.” The ink poured up the wind and dust.

“Couples vs. Bye! ”

As the ink poured and the wind and dust were ready for worship, there was a bright sound outside the door, the ink poured out as the voice looked up and the corner of the mouth rose - you came after all, ink poured.

“Six, how did you get here? Sister is waiting for you in such a hurry.” Ink squeezed his hands tighter and tighter.

The wind and dust beneath Hippa shook her legs. She wanted to hurry up and get into the room. By then, the Fourth Princess would no longer regret it.

But, bias, at such a critical moment, the six princesses came to break their plans without knowing what they had taken wrong.

The ink poured slowly into the hall, ignoring the different eyes of the surrounding ministers, and walked straight to the ink poured forward. Although one or two short sights were encountered on the way to block the path of ink, they were all taken in place by ink glazing with one eye. Just a little spell will make Ink feel better for a few days.

“Didn't you come, sister?” Ink glazing stood in front of ink, but his eyes kept watching the wind and dust wearing a wedding robe.

Ink's eyes were slightly cooler and her hands grew tighter holding the wind and dust. “Six sisters must have been struggling too. Please sit aside and watch the gift of the wind and dust spirit. ”

The eyes touched the hands held tight by both of them, the ink glazed eyes slipped away and faded away, the eyes locked tightly to the side of the wind and dust, the cherry lips gently flickered, “Dusty Spirit, will you be happy to marry her? ”

The minister who came to congratulate the rich woman and the rich woman were all silent, so hard to hear that the four princesses dug the corners of the six princesses? It's true!!!

At this time, the wind and dust could not help but hurry away with the ink glass. He finished the ceremony with Ink, "The concubine herself and the four princesses happily walked together for the rest of their lives. ”

Rumor has it, Mo dumped her face a little overjoyed. In fact, this marriage, it has to be said, was planned by her hand. Mo dumped her unexpected that the wind and dust spirit could take such a deep interest in herself. It was a pleasure to be married.

“Sister can hear you. ”

Ink glazed her eyebrows slightly, her eyes slightly squinted, she glanced at the wind and dust of the red robe, her mouth raised a curve like a smile, "Oh? In that case, the sister congratulated her sister and her brother-in-law on their old age. ”

“Sister Xie's good words.” Mo leaned back and gave Xirong a glance. Xirong would have liked it and said hurriedly: “The couple said goodbye. ”

“Tribute. ”

Watching Xilang bring the wind and dust into the room, Ink soothed - finally, the wind and dust spirit is hers.

That's when she fell through the door and crashed into a fat, dirty woman.

Ink leaned his eyebrows slightly and his voice was slightly unhappy, "Who's there? ”

“Back, back to the four princesses, slaves, slaves are the love, people of the Third Master of Fengfu.” Everyone was loud when they said it. Especially the mother of Feng Du Spirit and the third father of Feng Du Spirit, her face is getting ugly.

“You... you spray blood.” The third father stood up and scolded Huifang on his knees despite his image. Then he turned his head and explained to the mother of the Dusty Spirit beside him: "Madam, she, she must have wronged herself. Ma'am, don't listen to the unknown! ”

The lady glanced at the third father and said coldly: "Sit down and pay attention to your identity. ”

“Yes.” The third father sat down reluctantly.

As soon as Huifang listened to his father, he refused to obey him and said to Mo: “The words of the slaves are true. If there is a slight falsehood, he will thunderbolt heaven. ”

Mu Zheng was reluctant to listen to Huifang talk about her husband's scandal here. "Somebody, drag it down. ”

“Four princesses, listen to the slaves. The slave said and left, otherwise... otherwise..." Hui Fang came up to catch her among the slaves doing the last bit of struggle.

Ink sat beside her and served a cup of tea. There was a slight smile between her eyebrows and she said softly: “Sister, why don't you let her finish the conversation and make a decision before it's too late. ”

“Well, sister's advice, I'm a sister to myself.” Go ahead, wave at the slaves who grabbed Huifang, and then sit on the chair where the slaves moved in, sipping tea, and slowly said: "Tell me, what do you want to tell the palace? ”

“Thank you, Princess Six.” Huifang knocked one head at the ink and one at the ink, and then said: “The slave came to expose the words and actions of the Third Master of the wind house in his cruel treatment of the Young Master of the wind house. ”

“You're rude.” Third father slapped the tea table, stood up, angry finger Huifang.

Hui Fang kowtowed his head and did not go to see Third Father. He was just meditating in his heart - sorry, for my own life, I had to sacrifice you first.

As soon as I heard it was about the wind and dust spirit, the face of the ink dump and the ink dump changed, but the ink dump was more obvious.

“You tell me what I listen to.” Mo looked carefully at Hye Fang and did not let go of the slightest disconcerting look on her face to make sure that she was telling the truth, not falsehood.

“Yes.” Huifang raised his head and revealed her full face of meat. He began to say, "Master Fengfu has always looked at Lord Feng Du Ling as a prick in the meat in his eyes. He couldn't help but pull it out and then quickly. But I don't want to, but Prince Feng Du Ling is so fond of the four princesses, and his biological son Feng Du Ming has long admired the four princesses, and wants to marry the four princesses. So, their father and son don't have to hate the Dust Spirit Son. ”

“Last night, the Third Master invited me and my other two sisters to come into the house and take us to Lord Wind and Dust's room while Madame prepares for today's marriage to Lord Wind and Dust. By the time we arrived, the Dusty Spirit had been poisoned and had been in a coma. ”