The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

“Huh? Back so soon? Why don't we take the little boy back to the Devil's Love and play? Otherwise, you can take the boy around! ”

Tianhe looked despicably at Weiwei.

Remember when you were the elder of magic?

A granny doll is obsessed with you? The key doll is still the seed of the emperor!

How can a man of the magic be so unsound?

However, thinking of the huge hammer of Zhuwei, Tianhe could easily swallow it back to his mouth.

Kingslayer glanced at Wei Wei and whispered.

In the end, I pity Baba and say hello to Bao: "Boy, what's so funny about that place in the extreme? Our magic magic is a hundred times more fun than that. When will you have time to play? Don't forget to blow Uncle Powell's [Monster Whistle]. As soon as you blow it, Uncle Powell will pick you up! ”

Extreme people: “…”

Fucking magic is a hundred times more fun than polar!

You demons can die without bragging, can't you?

No, when they get back to the poles, they have to watch the boy die, and they can't let him leave one step.

What if someone took it?

Everyone is complaining angrily about the shamelessness of the Demon Nation to the Emperor.

But the Emperor had lifted Bao and turned around to leave.

“Daddy? ”

The emperor looked down at him and whispered: "Want to go see your mother? ”

Bao's eyes lit up almost exactly like his, and his eyelashes twitched gently.

Crystal tears roll down unconsciously.

Bao hurriedly wiped it off, then focused on the point: “Yes! ”

He even dreamed of seeing his mother soon.

I want to know if my mother ever kissed me well, if she was hurt, if she was bullied.

The emperor's eyes instantly became completely gentle and his voice was mute and tangled: “Dad wants it too. ”

From the moment the junction mutated and the ghosts ravaged, he was insanely eager to see his face.

I can't stand it for a moment now.

It's just that the Emperor's just leaving with Bao.

A sudden call stopped him from moving.

“Emperor! ”

Yuyan slowly walked up and looked at Diyan and Xiaobao.

The anger and sourness in her heart made her pale face flush.

Even the orbit doesn't realize it's getting wet and hot.

After all, Yuyan is the island owner of Linglong Island. Such a breakdown is only for a moment and is well controlled by her.

“Emperor, you hear the ghost bell of the land where the gods buried their bones? ”

Above the abyss was celebrating the people whose sky pillars had finally been repaired, hearing Yuyan's words.

It was like being stuck with a stereotype, suddenly stopping everyone's voice, and turning around and looking over here.

The emperor's eyebrows wrinkled.

The sharp eyes look at Yuyan, and the mixed scrutiny, disgust, vigilance, at a glance.

Yuyan was suddenly stiff.

At this moment, she felt as though she was a red fruit, totally seen through by the man in front of her.

All calculations, thoughts and calculations behind them are invisible.

Extreme embarrassment and fear had sprung up, almost crumbling her.

Yet at this moment, the pure and distant voice penetrated: "Amitabha Buddha, this is also borne in mind by the path of poverty. ”

The little monk, already dressed in gold and red, came up slowly.

Said it was a little monk, but that just meant his face.