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

Ink tilted his eyes and glanced at the agitated gobble and said softly: "No, I am a zombie, naturally no one xing, I only have a dead xing. ”

Gollum: “…”

After holding it for half a day, his face was blushed, and finally he threw out two words, "You're rude! ”

Perhaps Goh lived so long that he had not seen a man like Ink Glass, his face was all red, and he could not relax from God for so long. A man sits on a stool beside him, sulking.

The ink leaned funny, hitting the gobble beside him with his elbow.

“What?” Gore glanced at the ink and looked unprepared.

The glass picked the eyebrows and whispered: “If you eat two bites, the palace may consider allowing you to have a drink. ”

Just as the voice went down, Gordon picked up the chopsticks and stuck them in his mouth, despite his image.

“Well... is that okay? ”

“Pfft...” Mommy looked at the hilarious gobbling of the meal. She couldn't help but laugh, whispering: “Hmm. ”

There was a tenderness in the tone that she hadn't even found herself.

You're welcome to go, pick up the bottle of ink and pour yourself a glass of wine, then drink it all up.

Unfortunately, a glass of wine doesn't seem to be enough for Gordon to sew his teeth. When Gordon was ready to pour another glass, the bottle in his hand was grabbed by the ink without mercy.

“Another small drink!” Gogh stared at the bottle, his eyes gleaming with gold, and he actually poured the delicacy on the ink while the wine was still pouring.

This caused the ink to peel, and a suspicious red spot appeared on his face, “Cough...”

Goh Zheng thought that Ink Tilt had agreed. He reached out with his mouth and was ready to take the bottle from Ink Tilt, but he didn't know that the bottle was still held tightly by Ink Tilt. How could Goh Zheng take it? The bottle was still in Ink Tilt's hand.

“Just a little drink!” Put your hands in front of Xiong and your hands together ten times, "he said delicately.

Because of previous experience, this ink dump was not very responsive, but I switched my hand to the other hand and said, “If you take it again, it becomes a three-bite drink. ”

Goh repeatedly grabbed the fruitless fruit, so he stuffs three meals into his mouth and swallows it hard. To be honest, this dish is far too bad for a wooden dish compared to what Fuyuyuyun makes.

But for the sake of wine, Gordon barely ate it for him, and then his eyes looked at the bottle in Ink's hand.

The ink leaned over the golden meditation of a few mouthful of dishes, none of them clipped onto the blood-repellent dish, and his face looked a little bad.

Pick up the chopsticks and put some pork blood, chicken, liver, etc. in a bowl of gourmet. Full of clamps.

Gogh looked at the mountains of dishes in the bowl and couldn't help but swallow his mouth and looked back at the ink, seemingly asking —— is he going to finish all this?

Of course, the ink poured nodded without hesitation, "I'm done with these and I'll get you another drink. ”

“Why, you liar. A glass of wine for two appetizers.” Gollum roared.

The glass picked the eyebrows and said, "This is to punish you for eating lazy food. Of course, if you don't want to, the palace won't be forced, just these wines...”

“I'll eat, I can't eat!” Goh retracted his angry gaze, staring at the dishes in the bowl in front of him, his heart flattened, his mouth wide open and ate.