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

The news of the exile of the Furious Dynasty quickly spread across the streets and alleys, and the people celebrated the city. But at the same time, there is tremendous remorse in the hearts of the people.

They worshipped that vicious woman for so long.

When those men were released from the ranks of the Fugitive Dynasty, some of the collusion they had made in the dark had been made public by them. None of the people hated the ink.

The reason I believed so much about ink dumps, so much love is because ink dumps them in water. Before, the Mo Tian dynasty never sent soldiers to rescue them in the future, and Mo Tian was the first, so the people loved Mo Tian almost as much as God did.

But it did not occur to me that the way to save them was to betray their son and husband. If so, they would rather not.

And the news that the first general of the Flying Dynasty was on his own did not leave. In stark contrast to ink dumping, ink dumping has earned the respect of the people from the inside out.

“Princess, these days, the Grand Princess won't even leave the door!” Yue Yao stood beside Ink Dumpling, and was proud to report to Ink Dumpling on the latest situation of Ink Dumpling, “the slave did not expect that the grand princess could do such a shitty thing. You deserve to be in this situation. ”

Ink glazed at the distance, she didn't care at all now, all she was thinking about was cold wounds and golden meditation.

She didn't know what was going on in Goh's heart, but Mo Jin thought that Goh Jin must have had his thoughts when he promised to leave with the clouds running away. Moreover, to see the extent to which the free clouds feel sorry for Gordon, he will certainly not suffer any harm or grievance.

It's just cold... if something really happened to him, Ink Dang wouldn't really forgive himself.

Moon Yao's gaze at Ink Dumpling kept looking away, and he knew that Ink Dumpling must still be thinking about the cold. Thinking of this, Yue Yao sighed softly, wondering when Master Nai would be back. I wish Cold Boy would wake up.

“Princess.” The glamour stagnated towards the ink, and the ink poured with a smile.

The ink glazed back and looked cold, the faint light of the god did not see any joy and sorrow, the cherry lips gently opened, “Are you here? ”

“The princess still thinks of the king?” Comfortably approached the ink and took a cup of ginseng tea out of the box he carried and handed it to the ink.

“Mm-hmm.” The ink tipped slightly and then glanced at the teacup in the cold hand, "is this? ”

"The princess remembers the cold day when she said goodbye." Actually, in order to chase this potion when it's cold. ”

“Poison?” Ink leaned doubtfully.

“Exactly. Couldn't sleep that night, walked out of the barracks and accidentally found a spiritual passing in front of him. In order to chase the spirits, he hastily chased Yue Yao Dao individually. Eventually, he finally asked me to chase him. This product has a very strong effect on condensation, even more so if it is taken with plutonium. So make this thing a soup medicine and give it to the princess for her to take.” Speaking coldly, hand over the medicine in your hand. There is still some doubt about the ink spill, and the chill continues: “The king has been talking about the princess before the chill, saying that the princess saved his life. If it is possible, the king may not even want his life for the princess. Cold myself thought so, when cold was the weakest and most powerless, if not saved by the princess, I... I'm afraid I would have been tortured (tortured) by that evil woman long ago. ”

Ink Tin thought about the scene when she first saw the cold scene and sighed in her heart - she had saved herself not more than three times until now, but she was still cautious about her. But she has been selflessly giving herself away, and when she thinks about the cold, ink dumps the last hint of caution about the cold out of her mind.

She took the soup pills in her hands and drank them all. Cold eyes looked at the ink glass and drank the soup pill, the lips couldn't help but snap up, revealing a deep smile.

Yue Yao noticed something wrong with the chill, “Miss Chill, what are you laughing at? ”

“Ah, oh, nothing. I laughed when I saw the princess drink my carefully formulated soup medicine to prove that the princess agreed with my medicine.” Cold explanation.

The rationality of the cold explanation is reasonable, and Yue Yao also feels overworked.

“Princess, it would be better to eat this together with the plume.” Before leaving, I said it again to the ink.

The ink poured its head, “The palace knows that these days have been hard on you too. Get down there and rest! ”

Speaking of plumes, the ink leaves me wondering where he's been lately. I can't see anybody.

“My little glass, haven't you seen me in so many days, miss me? ”

It is true that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived. When Mozinguan just thought about Mo Tianlang, he heard Mo Tianlang's evil voice.

Yue Yao's intelligent retreated from the side.

“Where have you been all these days?” The inexorable oddity of ink pours into the sky.

Tianlang rubbed against the ink glass with a smile. His hands naturally surrounded the back limbs of the ink glass, so he gave in: “I went to find you a medicine to drink with Plutocene. You and I think of you so much, you still offend me?! ”

Speaking, Tianlang sucked his nose and appeared incredibly grieved.

The corner of the ink pouring mouth smoked, such a brilliant color to sell to himself, is really a little unbearable.

“Cough...” Ink leaned too blush, shifting the subject, "That what, coldly said, she had found medicine to drink with Pluto. ”

“Cold?” As soon as I heard the cold name, my eyes cooled down, "what drugs? ”

“What drugs?” The rumored ink poured, what kind of drug was cold just didn't say, she forgot to ask.

"Glass, stay away from the cold," she swept her hippie smile. ”

Ink thinks it's cold because it's cold, so it's not on your mind. He answered casually: "Okay, I get it. Then take out the plutonium! ”

So, Mu Tianlang took out a thousand years of cold jade box from his arms, and slowly opened it, and the flowers lay quietly in the box. Then Tianlang took something out of his arms, a snow lotus covered in silver.

“Is this it?” Ink glazed perplexed at the object.

“White lotus.” The plutonium belongs to the Yin to the Cold, and only the White Lotus to the Yang to the Rigid can match it, "said Mulan. Though you are physically Yin, you also need this White Lotus to match, otherwise you will only die of explosion. That's why I haven't given you the plutonite for so long, and I've been looking for this white lotus. Finally, Kung Fu did not bear the heart, I found it. ”

Speaking of which, the face of Tianlang had to pass the colour of excitement.

“Okay, eat up.” The White Lotus flower was first handed over to the ink.

After a long time of seeing the white lotus flower, Tianlang asked in confusion: “Why? ”

At this time, the ink poured back with apologies: “Actually, just now, the cold weather has given me a drug that matches the plume. I'm sorry, Lang, but you've been busy for nothing. But don't worry, I will keep this white lotus flower. ”

As she watched her face get darker and darker, Ink Tossed hurriedly apologized.

“Ink, I said you're not a pig! Didn't I tell you to watch out for the chills?” Tianlang roared at the ink.

Smoked in the corner of the mouth of the ink, and it seems to be really pissed off too.

“Cough... you calm down.” Ink canal.

“You stand still.” Tianlang put his hands on the shoulders of the ink and let him wear the ink.

Closed his eyes, he split a divine line from the sea of knowledge into the body of ink glass, flowed through the limbs of ink glass, flowed through every meridian of ink glass, and finally stopped at the sea of knowledge of ink glass.

He thought and thought, at the end of the day, that there was no seafarer with knowledge of ink. Everyone had their privacy, and he would not do so without the consent of ink.

Didn't even know that this move happened to save Tianlang's life.

Mu Tianlang removed the god from the body (body) of the ink and returned to his sea of knowledge, then opened his eyes.

“I don't see any difference.” Mu Tianlang said, "But for the sake of safety, I can still take it again after all the effects in your body have passed. ”

Though Ink Tianlang felt that there might be some grass and trees in the army, it was a big shock, but I thought that Tianlang was also for my own good, so I didn't say anything, so I just did it.

“Little glass.” Just after this, Mu Tianlang restored his unrighteous book (sex). His head rubbed against the shoulder of the ink and said, “Glass, haven't you missed me for so long? ”

I couldn't help but smoke the corner of the glass mouth. That's too fast!

However, in the days when Tianlang was away, the ink glass really looked a little like him.

Without waiting for the ink to speak, Tianlang suddenly lifted the ink across his waist and walked towards the room.

“Hey, Mu Tianlang, what are you doing? Put me down.” Ink poured his hand in a pat, shouting.

Smiling his lips, he lowered his head to the ear of the ink glass and said softly: "Of course it's dry... between husband and wife, dry, dry. ”

As he said, he kicked open the door with his legs up and took the ink into the room.

What the two of them did not know was that a red shadow appeared in the distance, staring closely at them, and the back corner of their lips snapped up slightly, revealing a smile of ridicule or hatred. Cough cough... yesterday's bad will be made up tonight ha!! Thank you for your support!