The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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He is not a princeling, so this is a lively event for him.

It is also a great thing to be able to remove the murderous family like Sufu.

Fantasy Jiuli understood, and looked back at the dejected, no longer looking around.

Yu Linjun teased him again. "After two days, no one is keeping you. It is estimated that you will go home with this dumb. We are going to listen to you how to talk about this dumb. Tell us about the short-lived eagle demon. How to attach your body, it is estimated that it is not heard..."

In the eyelids of the illusion of Jiu Li, there was a glimmer of light, and no one was inspected.

*****

Jimo has not come back until the evening.

The illusion has been waiting for him to come back, waiting to almost fall asleep, the dishes she made on the table are already cold.

"What is the situation?"

On the horn of the ink, there is still a little blood on the corner of the clothes. The look is also a bit tired. "The princelings are almost completely smashed, so don't worry."

"That's good."

She was afraid that the illusion of the temple would be easy to build, and the princes and embers would come back to the sky, and how much money was not enough to waste.

I know that Jimo is always dressed, smiling, and elegant, and he rarely has such a lack of attention.

It added a bit of wildness and **** to him.

The same is handsome to a face of blood!

Ami Buddha, flower disease is going to be committed again.

"Junzi Ya, do you want to take a bath first, then eat?"

Su tried to be a mysterious teacher. Although he was retired to the real time of the real spirits because of his violation of the blood oath, he had already prepared for it. He did not know what special food he had eaten, and his strength was greatly improved in a short period of time.

However, it was a lot of effort to get hurt by the ink and the innocent people around him. In the end, he was forced to make a fuss.

After all, the Sufu is a millennial family with profound foundations. The death and death of Yuwei is not small. More than a dozen people have died, and dozens of people have been injured.

Despite this, there may be fish missing from the net, hidden.

He is now physically and mentally exhausted, and he has no mental power to perform the net surgery.

"eat first."

The illusion turned to him to open the chair, waited for him to sit down, gave him a bowl of chopsticks, and picked vegetables, attentive.

"Zongzi Ya, that Sufu really set up a dungeon, detaining the people to test the demon poison, using human blood to refine the Dan?"

"Yeah." To mention this, there is an anger in the eyes of Moya.

This Sufu is indeed a sin to die, and there is no love for the human race, but what is the difference with the Yaozu?

"I didn't expect that there would be a few doorways when the white dust was sealed. So secret things were known to him..."

When the illusion is said here, I suddenly think of the change of the character of the white dust, and the ruthlessness of the dream month on the diners' day. I always feel a little strange.

Jimo eats things and doesn't answer.

There is no white dust to seal the knife, and I want to destroy the entire door of the Sufu. I am afraid that there is no such thing as a proper word, and he has saved a lot of things.

It’s just that the white dust seal is not a good commodity. Since I knew it early, why not report it, wait until today?

The illusion turned out to ask her the biggest question in her heart. "Junzi Ya, you said, why is the madness of the madness in the dream month? I just gave her some snails and poisons with her own way. This mad magic poison is Who gave her the next?"

Jimo elegantly ate an aura dumpling, "What do you say?"