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

Fire Dragon shook the scales and spoke in human language, "Long time no see. ”

Two cold-blooded saints smiled lightly, and the two gradually became one person. Ink thought, this must be the true body of cold-blooded saints.

“Little things," he said. "I didn't know you were that big. ”

“I didn't expect you to get ugly.” Fire Dragon Strikes Back.

Instead of being angry, the cold-hearted Saint touched his face and mumbled: “Really? ”

Cold Jia Sheng looked down at his reflection on the surface of the lake. I didn't expect him to agree that Fire Dragon nodded his head, "It looks like this leather bag is ugly. ”

Say it, turn around and instantly become the humble son that Ink Glass saw in the formation before. The luminous skin of the jade, the long body, the three-dimensional five officials, none of them attract women.

But the ink is not very much felt. After all, after seeing many beautiful men, goodbye beautiful men, there will only be a brief surprise, and soon return to normal.

“Well, that's better.” Cold Jia Sheng glanced at the water of the lake, nodded satisfactorily and looked toward the fire dragon in the sky, at a time when Nai Jia Sheng had taken advantage of the time when Cold Jia Sheng's body had fainted, he would settle into two separate parts.

Then fly to the side to help Mu Tianlang.

Although Cold Jiasheng's body strength is the same as its own, after all, the body is only illusory. His ability to cope, responsiveness, and lack of Lingbao are all breaking points for Naiwang and Tianlang to win with one enemy or two.

Cold Jiasheng's body was not in a hurry. He waved his hand gently and was instantly dissipated in place by Naiyu and Tianlang.

“We're all civilized people. It's not good to do this!” Cold saint leaned his mouth and said dissatisfied.

Shit!

He glanced at Cold and Holy, and there was no one worse than him!

“Little fire, you said you, old acquaintance meet again, why do you have to make an atmosphere of death or death? Makes me look scared. ”

Pfft...

When the glass smells, the old blood sprays out quickly. Can this cold and holy thing be disgusting?

“Cough... that cold senpai!” Ink glazed at the end of the truce, and she cleared her voice and said, "Cold seniors, we are really sincere. I also hope you can cut your love and give up the regenerative flowers. Ask you to mention...”

Cold and holy eyes look at the inky glazed eyes, with a hint of exploration, but then they return to their original appearance, “Uh... I want this dragon. ”

“You're dreaming.” The ink had not answered yet, and the dragon sprayed back in cold language.

Cold Jiasheng rubbed the saliva on his face, "I said Little Fire, we haven't seen each other in so many years, why are you still so grumpy. No sook dragon at all. ”

“I'd rather blow myself up than follow you.” Fire Dragon once again said harshly.

Ice Dragon felt the dangerous situation of Fire Dragon. He also hurried to the side of Fire Dragon, both staring hard at Cold Good Saint. There is a determination to die against Lengjia Shengdu.

Alas... both Tianlang and Ink Glass sigh at the same time, the dragon cannot help God.

“Oh, I'm just kidding! Why is everyone so serious?” There was a harmless smile on Cold Holy Face.

Smoked in the corner of the glass mouth. You're not kidding.

Then, at the moment of the fainting, Cold St. pointed at the ink and said, "I want her. ”