The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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At this moment, they are being dragged down by the cold and seven people. As for the ending, this is not something that the Soviet Union can interfere with.

Those who were shocked by the sacred songs of God have not been able to return to God for a long time.

This Divine Comedy will probably leave an indelible mark on their hearts, which cannot be forgotten in this life.

Su Luo carried the shackles, scorned the cold seven little eyes, the thumb smugly rubbed the nose: The girl said that it is not said, seven or seven rounds of dance is nothing great.

Cold Seven rarely looked at Su Luo with a very magical look: "..."

The coldness of the mountain is so small that it has been scared by the Soviet Union.

But looking back, this gimmick is smart and witty, and uses the high-pitched voices and strange rhythms in this messy song to disrupt the rhythm of the seven-seven-swing rhythm of the soft, so that the loopholes are broken and broken one by one.

In the original situation of her death, she could only win in less than five minutes.

It’s really amazing.

Looking back at the cold, seven little eyebrows with a smile, while standing up, while holding the palms, standing tall, dazzling.

Su Luo looked at the cold seven, and Suizhong was slightly proud: "How about singing?"

The cold seven is less slender, such as the jade-bone section of the fingers, waving toward the Soviet Union.

Cold seven less stood there, a noble king of the gas, extravagant leaks.

Su Luo was suspicious, but still went up.

The Soviet Union was a little far away. When the cold seven had a long arm, the Soviet Union was pulled closer by him.

The cold seven little end details the face of Su Luo, the obsidian-like eyes are shiny and bright, and the radiance.

The two looked at each other.

Su Ling’s eyes were awkward because she instinctively realized the danger.

Su fell back subconsciously, but before she could hide, she walked down from the cold, and the slender fingers were wiped from her lips.

"Is it ugly to die." The cold seven generals wiped out the red lipstick before singing because of the singer.

Su Luo gave him a look: "Is this over?"

Cold seven little smiles like a smile: "Of course."

"Then I can take people away?" The Soviet Union did not have a good air.

But the cold seven little but the enchanting smirk sounded, his voice was lazy and hoarse, and shook his finger: "No."

Su Luo was really angry, staring at him with scorn: "What do you want?"

There is still no end, one level and one level?

The cold seven little ink hair danced with the wind, and there was a smile like a smile on the bottom of my eyes: "I have set three levels for you, now I have passed the second level. What do you say?"

"If I don't agree to the third level?" Su Luo squinted at him coldly.

I don’t see how the cold seven moves, I saw that he stretched out the palm of the white jade. Suddenly, the palm of his hand was like a whirlpool, and the powerful power was released.

Tang Yazhen, who had been hiding far from him, could not resist it under such suction.

She wants to run, but the back is sucked, she is like a line in the hands of the cold seven, directly sucked into his hand.

In this process, the cold and the darkness of the ink, such as the burning of the brilliance, the evil spirits watching the Soviet Union, the line of sight did not move half a millimeter.

The dark eyes of the Soviet Union stared at the cold seven, she knew that this person is arrogant and overbearing, and he does not want to do anything.

Cold seven less did not say a word, carrying Tang Yazhen, it was like laughing and laughing at the smile, the threat is full.

Su Luo simply lost to him.

"On the three levels?" Su Luo was in deep anger, but the face was quiet as water.