The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Nancy did not know whether it was because of Meng Ziyi’s entry into the evil path.

Rao is no one can connect him with the former indifferent catching demon, and Meng Ziyi seems to completely release himself, no matter what the right way. Every night, he will hold the little painting spirit in his arms, and I don’t know how to take possession of her. The ambiguity and comfort between the eyebrows show his fascination and love for the matter. When he is happy, the enchanting spirit between his eyebrows The arrogance is also the strongest. Sometimes Nanzhao thinks that he is a human being and he

It’s a demon.

After refining a 800-year-old snake demon snake demon, Meng Ziyi seems to have seen some unspeakable things from the residual spirit on the demon, and the expression looks a bit strange in Nanxun. This snake demon is a **** snake, male, turned into a scorpion deceived many women in the squatting, deep learning of the way, and this snake demon is extremely particular, never succumb to oneself, enjoy yourself and try to be happy The woman who is plucked, both are happy, is the greatest joy,

The technique of women is perfect.

Meng Ziyi has a strong self-control ability. Whether it is the demon of the main killing or the demon of the main sinister evil, he can be unaffected by the process of refining the demon, but this time he inadvertently glimpsed those who let him look at it. The technique of the broken maid, the heart was shocked, and the forehead also ooze a layer of fine sweat.

There are so many tricks in this male and female love.

After successfully refining the snake demon, Danzi thought for a moment and suddenly faced the small painting spirit.

Since the two men spread out, Nanxun never bothered him when he refining the demon, for fear of affecting his refining. At this time, he saw him take the initiative to "see" and quickly asked: "How is the master refining? How do you feel?" ?"

Meng Ziyi was silent and suddenly asked a strange word. "Do you think I am dull?"

Nan Wei Wei Wei, replied: "No, the master is not boring, now the master will joking with me and joking. When I say tired, the master will hold me to walk, and will help me wear clothes every day, hehe, So gentle, I like..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head in shame.

Mencius's throat slipped slightly and suddenly felt a bit dry.

Just after refining and finishing the demon, the influence of the sinister snake demon was still a little remnant. In the past, he was able to break up the residual influence with his own will, but he wanted to let it go once.

"...I am not talking about this." Mencius said, because the throat is dry and dumb, the scorpion is also a little low and hoarse.

"Ah? What did the master say?"

Although she couldn't see it, Meng Ziyi could imagine her innocent look at the moment, and the black shovel was so big that she was staring at him.

He suddenly smiled. "Hey, come over, I will tell you what I just said."

When Nancy was just past, he was taken into his arms by his arms, and she was separated from her legs. When she did not say anything, she covered her past and covered her lips.

Then, long after, Nanzhao was scared by Meng Ziyi, who was incarnate.

She simply doubts that Master Meng is not Master Meng. The various moves that the veteran old driver will unlock, and the unspoken joyful expression, the sounds are not forbearing, and the release is particularly thorough.

Nan Yan listened to his gasps, his mouth slightly curved, and he no longer loaded the innocent little white rabbit, and cooperated wholeheartedly, and he came to a terrible battle with the ghosts of the gods.

Afterwards, he hugged her tightly, reminiscent of the addictive taste of this addiction.

Meng Ziyi gently calmed down, the two have been a lot of spring breeze, but this time the experience of the joy is actually several times better than before.

When he realized that something was wrong, his brow wrinkled. "Hey, how are you doing this..."

Nan Xiao chuckled, "I haven't seen pigs before eating pork. The master won't know what my real body is now?"

She said, leaning over is a few saliva kisses.

When the lips kissed the thin lips, the owner of the thin lips squinted slightly and sucked.

"How can I not know that you are a picture," he said.

Nanxun coughed a little and leaned closer to his ear. "The master only knows that one is unknown. My true body is actually a picture of the 'incomplete' **** palace."

When Meng Ziyi heard the last three words, his face suddenly changed. "The **** palace picture... the **** palace picture... Then there is a man in the picture... man?"

Still a man who is obsessed with painting?

When Meng Ziyi thought of this, his body suddenly broke out with a strong killing and arrogance.

Xiao Ba: Oh, congratulations to Nanxun, the big boss blackening value has risen by 3 points, 95, not far from metamorphosis. Nanxun seems to have never felt it. He still leaned over and kissed him on his face. His eyebrows and his nose were not let go. He laughed at him again and again. "The master is angry. They all said that it is a broken **** palace map. The painter will me. After painting, I will no longer want to add any man to marry me, so that

I am alone in the painting. ”

Meng Ziyi's brow is still tight. "It's a picture of the **** palace. Your posture in the painting is very horrible. It is strange that the original lord reacted after seeing you."

Speaking of this, he squinted at her waist and seemed to punish her.

Nanxun snorted and said: "There is no very sultry, that is, it is lighter and thinner, and then half lying on the ground."

Meng Ziyi suddenly squeezed her smooth arms with her palms, and ran all the way through her slender jade neck, as well as the delicate and beautiful clavicle. "Here, here, there is here... Hey, your previous masters are Not all have seen it, huh?"

The leaked anger made Nanxun eat and laugh. "Master, what they see is fake. You are ‘seeing’ to the real touch. Why do you eat this kind of flying vinegar?”

Meng Ziyi said coldly: "I don't like them looking at your face and feeling evil."

Nanxunwo entered his arms and whispered: "It’s also okay, all the masters are people with identity, and they will be restrained by their desires."

When Meng Ziyi heard this, he scorned: "If you pretend to be a gentleman, then you will restrain what you are doing with a picture. I know men better than you."

Nancy sticks out a finger and succumbs to circle on his chest. "What can I do? I am just a dummy in the painting. Until the son of the son, I will begin to shape the human form."

Meng Ziyi suddenly heard a few words from Fang Gongzi, and his face was more Shen. "No wonder that the more you are obsessed with you, he still does not know how many evil thoughts have been born to you."

I remembered that the more the side had used the chrysanthemum demon as a small painting spirit, and the violentness in his heart was overflowing uncontrollably.

At that time, he had not seen his affection for painting, even if he did not like the party, he did not have a position to do anything, but now he has regarded the painting as his own woman, the man who once married her, he is now again I remembered that I was so angry that I wanted to kill.

Nanxie suddenly smiled. "How do people think about me in my heart? I don't know, don't care. Anyway, I only have one master in my heart. The master always says others, the master himself, the master you... can there be many evil thoughts in my secret?"

Meng Ziyi's thin lips are close.

When Nanxun thought that he would not take care of this joke, he replied in a serious way: "Yes." Less than what Nanxun said, he has already held her waist again, and it is a bumpy phoenix, the heat wave is rolling...