Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

"What dog? He is a leopard, a leopard!"

The meat group also smacked two eyes on the side of the night: her family is so powerful and mighty, how could it be a dog? This demon night is still the king of the beasts, so it is so blind! Humph! Bad review!

The reaction of these two beasts makes the lips of the night slammed abruptly: sure enough! ! It’s really a pair of children, it’s really enough!

However, now, he has no time to tease flowers and meat, he turned his eyes and looked at the Fengchu song and the emperor. "Would you like to go back to the sky?"

"Yeah." Feng Chuge nodded.

Suddenly, the sight of the demon night fell on a picture behind the Fengchu song. "Oh, this is awkward, why didn't you put it in the space, and you still hold it by your hand."

Said, the night of the demon will reach out and want to take it.

This picture was originally left by the emperor in the house, but Feng Chu thought about it, or went back and took it.

Because she wanted to tell the Emperor of the dust, she had not had time to put the picture into the space. At this moment, she was exposed to the night.

But he said that the emperor was in the dust, looking at the sight of the night, and saw the picture.

He slammed slightly.

Seeing the night of the demon, I will touch the scroll, and the emperor will reach out and block him. "stop."

"What good things don't let me swear, in this case, then I have to look at it!"

After the words, the demon night reached out again and grabbed the picture.

The emperor's dust is not going to let the demon night take the picture. If the two go, the two will hand over.

"Okay, don't fight!" With their hands on it, Feng Chuge stunned his head with some helplessness.

But when these two people are right, there will be no good things.

Two people only hands, one punch and one palm, did not use any spiritual power, just in comparison with speed.

Suddenly, the imperial hand of the Emperor grabbed the picture at once, and the night saw it, and went forward to grab it, intending to take the picture away from the hands of the Emperor.

It was at this time that the metal edge of the scroll was drawn from the palm of the imperial dust. In a flash, there was blood...

"Okay, it's enough, it's already bleeding." Seeing the blood, the phoenix song looks a glimpse.

At this point, the demon night is a little better.

"But it, the little spirit, don't look at it, don't look at it! Look at the face of the little song, Laozi will give you some face today." The night of the night is strong, but he understands that even if he is two days ago He has just been promoted, and he has always been better than God.

The Emperor is absolutely dusty... This is simply an endorsement of metamorphosis.

His promotion speed is too fast!

Even if he is a beastmaster, he will feel scared before him...

Therefore, the demon night is a decision that will not really conflict with the emperor.

The Emperor's dust raised his eyes, and his cold eyes swept and the night of the demon, and there was a hint of disdain in the sly.

"Dust, your hand is hurt." Feng Chuge stepped forward and grabbed the imperial hand of the emperor, then took out a can of medicine and applied it for him.

"Small injury, it doesn't matter."

"Oh, it’s awful, the blood on the hand of the monarch drops on the picture!" He stood by and watched the lively meat group suddenly found something, and exclaimed.

Hearing the sound, a few people just looked at it, and it wasn’t enough that when the hand of the Emperor’s dust was injured, there was blood.

And the blood, just right, fell into the picture...