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

Shadowmei has never shown such a shy deity in front of him.

The cold night of the wound was never ugly, it was just a wound that Megumi had almost died of.

But just one word, Shadow Mei said cold: “Do you dislike ugliness?” Give it back the clog.

Afraid he'd never say a word again.

But instead, Yingmei promised to understate it.

Woo-hoo, Shadow, do you really have feelings for the lady?

She also stayed overnight in the same room as the widow of the young lady's orphan daughter.

Not even myself.

If there was a handkerchief at this time, the cold night would have caught in my hand and ripped and bit again.

Another person who is jealous of the fire reacts more directly than the cold night.

Emperor Xiaobao loosened up and walked three or two steps to Mu Yan. He dragged one hand into his arms, nearly biting his teeth. "There are only shadow charms in his eyes, no real gentleman, hmm? ”

Mu Yan couldn't help but laugh and say: “My lord, the crown is so bright, how blind I have to be to not see! ”

What gorgeous crown?!

Can you describe him that way?

Reminds me of the conversation I just heard outside.

The face of the emperor was a little heavier. He hugged Mu Yan's waist and snapped him hard on his body: “Your face is so popular! That's not it. Somebody's kissing me again with a bride price. ”

Obviously, the Emperor, like her, remembered a scene in the martial arts.

At the time, Muang had not yet loved God, so he did not hesitate to say such harsh words as "it is none of your business” and “all I love is Baby's biological father”.

The Emperor remembered Muyan's decision of the day and remembered his own father.

It feels like millions of ants are biting.

Looking at Wang Wencheng, who was lying on the ground, his eyes were like poison.

Wang Wencheng just had nothing to do with the Emperor's hand.

Later, the lower body was directly scrapped by the cold night.

It's almost painful and frail at the moment.

He has not suffered such humiliation and injury since becoming the patron of the dry heavens.

However, all hatred, when cold and heartless towards God, is like looking at an ant, is turned into extreme fear.

The man in front of me, too strong.

Strong enough that he felt a creepy fear from the bones.

And the kind of pressure that haunts his superiors makes him tremble all over, and he can't even lift up a little bit of resistance.

To the mind of the emperor.

Slowly before the cold night, a shallow smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth.

Lift the knife in your hand.

“No, you can't kill me. I am the protector of dry heaven...”

Pfft...!

Without waiting for Wang Wencheng to finish his speech, the sword had pierced his heart.

Immortal power surged, only heard a loud bang, Wang Wencheng's chest directly blew out a large hole.

Luo Jinhua was scared shitless by his master, who had long lost half his life.

“I'm wrong, we shouldn't wander around the city, Miss Extreme King, we won't dare to come again, please forgive me! ”

He had no idea who the three men were and what their background was.

Just knowing that they're powerful, they're not the only ones they can provoke.

At this time, Luo Jinhua's regrettable intestines are blue.

He thought the city was nothing but a new town.