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

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It’s good now, both of them are gone, and the noisy new league is messed up.

Just when everyone is sorry to prepare to leave -

suddenly--

There was a violent wave in the air.

It is as distorted as the reflection in the water.

A door to space appears in front of everyone.

The vice president of the cold appeared a smile on the bottom of his eyes.

He remembered that the cold seven stole the father's broken positioning beads, so he must have returned.

Come back to Nangong Liuyun, just hit the face of the Nangong family, very good!

As a result, the deputy director of the cold looked at the door of the space with excitement and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, everyone's attention is drawn to the door of the space that is as intense as the spider web.

Who is coming?

From the turbulent flow of space, how can it be the level of the little **** above the great consummation? This new league can attract the big characters of the little **** level too?

Everyone is staring at the door of space.

In the eyes of everyone's curiosity, the door of space is broken, and a black hole appears in front of everyone. Everyone can clearly feel the violent wind in the black hole that seems to be able to swallow the human soul!

The wind that rushed out of the wind, the cold enveloped the entire arena.

Countless people have subconsciously blocked their gaze by hand, bowed their waists, and held the lower plate, so that they would not be blown away by the tornado that leaked out.

at this time--

A month-long white long figure appeared in the eyes of everyone.

The wind that hunted behind him rolled up his three thousand inks.

His robes are wide-sleeved and the clothes are flying.

His face that reverses the sentient beings is the beauty that no rhetoric can describe in the world.

Holding a delicate and slender girl in his arms, he walked out of the air in a cold, and the broken black hole behind him slowly closed until he was completely calm.

Nangong Liuyun holds the Soviet Union and comes down from the air.

He didn't fly, but he seemed to step on the ladder, step by step, and walked down coldly.

A dark black silk pours down, mysterious and fascinating.

The clothes are fluttering and flying like a fairy.

He is like an extraordinary and singular fairy, and he is full of elegance and honor.

"Nangong...two less..."

"Nangong, two less."

"South, Palace, Second, Less!"

Everyone has seen the Nangong II less than the first time. It should not be so shocking, but the way the Nangong II played is really too windy.

He was dazzling like the sun, and all the light was focused on him, not to mention a girl in his arms.

The girl who was held in her arms by Nangong II!

Who is that! ! !

Who is that? ! !

Hey! ! ! !

Many people are crying in their hearts, but the scene is strange and quiet.

Everyone was watching the South Palace two coldly landing, everyone looked at the Nangong two less gentle with the cloak and gathered up the girl in his arms, I was afraid that the wind blowing broke her delicate Yan.

That spoiled gaze, the gentle movement, it seems that there is only one her gaze in the world... it’s crazy!

In this arena, countless people are spending a hundred times the price of high-priced tickets, they just look at the dream of the male god... and now the male god’s arms are holding a fairy Small public offerings.

This is not confined to the clear sky, they are scorching.

Everyone thought that since the emergence of Nangong II, he will definitely put down the small public offering, so that everyone can see the true face and satisfy the curiosity of adults.