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

Mo Qingli, who was drunk and backwashed by mana, thought the more she was not in her heart, and the more she couldn't swallow this breath, so she did something that didn't meet her age of ten thousand years.

That is, chase the pigeon and roast it for Fengchen Ling to eat!

Thinking of this, Mo Qingli nodded with satisfaction, and a satisfied smile radiated from the corners of his lips.

She stood up slightly, and swayed from the tree. Fortunately, holding up the trunk on one side, otherwise it would be a surprise to be seen by those zombie friends before. "Dignity of the corpse king, even a tree can fall down. It is an anecdotal story!"

Mo Qingli squinted his eyes and looked around. Hmm, well, no one found it.

She is a faceless zombie.

After a full meal, I walked towards the white pigeon in two steps. The white dove actually flew forward unhurriedly, waiting for Mo Qingli from time to time, and when she saw her approaching, she got up and flew away.

Mo Qingli bit the roots. This is definitely a provocation by chi, and she saw that she was back bitten by mana and could not fly, so she dared to be so brazen.

You wait, wait for me to grab you, pluck your hair, fold your wings, and see how you fly! Then I bake you and eat it for Fengchenling! !!

Mo Qingli thought secretly that the pace under his feet was faster. Just looking at Tian Qingbai's Mo Qingli inadvertently crashed into a embrace.

"Wife, please take care of yourself."

Mo Qingli only felt that sound was like the sound of nature sounds, as if he had not heard such a wonderful sound for a long time. The drunk and smoked Mo Qingli immediately forgot about the white dove, and embraced this warm embrace, regardless of how hard the person being held pushed him.

"Don't move, don't move." Mo Qingli closed her eyes and smelled the faint scent of the person who was embraced by her, which is the smell of humans with extremely pure blood. Unlike Fengchenling, it is mixed with a few other fragrances.

Mo Qingli, a mana counterattack, urgently needs to replenish his blood, not to mention that the person in front of him is automatically sent up. If you do n’t know, it ’s too violent.

Ink dye's pupils suddenly opened, and a splatter of bloodthirsty golden mansions was scratched. Two sharp cavities gradually appeared, exposed to the air, and then biting toward the white neck.

When one centimeter away from the delicious neck, Mo Qingli felt only a pain in the back of his neck, and then his eyes darkened and he fell asleep.

Looking at Mo Qingli, who had been fainted by himself, Yunyao Yunyan dismissed Mo Qingli and hugged him to the ground. Take out the handkerchief and wipe and wipe where Mo Qingli just touched.

"It's so shameful, how come I met this woman."

A black figure appeared from the dark, and he knelt on the ground respectfully, "The prince forgive sins, slaves ..."

"No more." Xiaoyao Yunyan waved her hand, and then pointed at Mo Qingli who was unconscious on the ground, "You know what to do!"

"Yes." Hei Ying grabbed Mo Qingli from the ground, carried it on his shoulders, leapt lightly, and disappeared into the darkness.

Picking up a hand with 30% internal force is enough for you to dissipate for several days.

Xiaoyao Yunyan wiped his body in disgust again, feeling that his left shoulder sank. He looked fiercely at the white dove on his shoulders, "It's all because you brought her in, and punished you for three days not to eat! "