The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

Remember [www.wuxiaspot.com] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!

There is a VIP area around the altar, all made up of lapis lazuli. There are seats here. This is the location of the elites of the people who have invitations to the Holy House.

As long as there is time to catch up, no matter what the repairs are, they come with full of passion and gather here.

In order to witness the human family is more powerful and prosperous.

Jimo is sitting on the Qingshi high platform, elegant and noble smile, Lanzhi Yushu-like grace, star-like eyes, and the grace of Fenghua, attracting frequent peeks.

On the top of the Bluestone High Platform, the number of people invited was quite large, but it was also divided into major and minor.

The illusion is also above the bluestone, but the position is backward.

Originally, the illusion was not invited, but she couldn’t stand her Linggu wine. The wine saint gave her an invitation and could barely have a place.

The illusion turned to the direction of the ink, and the eyes looked at her intoxicated.

She turned her head and ignored it.

The auspicious day has not yet arrived. Whether it is the Qingshi Gaotai or the bustling people on the outside of the square, it is almost full.

The illusion and the ink lingering in the middle of the night last night, in the middle of the night, finally waiting for him, and then asked him how many people in the harem group... How many people?

As a result, Moya pulled her and finished the middle of the night, and now the illusion is stunned.

If it wasn't for the Nine Stars, she couldn't even get up with her bed.

It hasn't started yet. Over there, Moya walked down from the upper seat and took the spirit in front of him. She went to her side. "Want to eat?"

The illusion turned a blind eye, that is, Moya immediately peeled a reiki grape to her.

Peel a grain and feed a grain of her mouth.

In an instant, this kind of action of pulling hatred makes the illusion of ignorance all at once.

Because of the gaze around her eyes, all of them were cast on her body... If she could kill her eyes, she had already died many times.

"That woman, dare to ask our noble son to descend and pay tribute to her, and to peel off the grapes for her to eat, really **** it!"

"That is, how can such a noble person like Gongzi Ya do this kind of talent doing things..."

"Cut, you don't know how to write the two words of love? I really want to see more of me at the public, look at me and I will be fine."

......

Mom, isn’t that Jimo, peeling a grape for her? As for?

She is dissatisfied, and the secret language is transmitted to Jimo. "No wonder you don't want to say how many people there are in your harem group. It turns out that this is countless!"

If the ink corner of the ink is raised, he sits here, and this side seems to be much better because of his existence.

"I don't say it, I just don't want you to eat so much unnecessary vinegar. In my eyes, I have only one person." Moya also used a secret language to return to her.

This little thing is vinegar, and the vinegar is not eaten.

"Then your mother, my wife, don't tell me about it? She doesn't seem to like me too much."

"Don't worry, everything has me."

Having said that, the illusion does not want to make Jimo too embarrassed, after all, that is his mother.

If there is a chance in the future, if she can get along better, she will try to remedy the remedy. Maybe it’s just that the next person is a dog, a bad person, and everything is going to be good.

There, Shangqiuyan and Tuoyu Yuer sat together and saw the move of the Moya to the illusion of feeding the grapes. I wish I had to go forward and come to the big illusion, because of the cold and alienation of Jimo. The sacred and inviolable momentum can only be gnashed in the dark.