Male God Please Lie Down

The pointed chin, the long eyebrows into the temple, the jade nose is high, the eyes are especially deep, and the whole body is full of evil breath.

His figure is also illusory, looming, and as he walks, puddles of black blood are flowing on the ground.

His woman, is it his woman?

Qingming is also inexplicable, isn't it a fox fox?

Why did he get involved with this monster again?

"Yi Ran--"

With a little anger, Fu Sang Jiao, a small figure, fell from the sky.

It happened to fall on the monster in front of him.

The monster stretched out his hand to hold Fusang, his face was full of-pet-drowning.

"baby!"

He screamed softly at Fusang.

Then he lowered his head and kissed Fusang's charming little-mouth-pal kiss.

This really refreshed the lower limit of Qingpu.

Fusang was only seven or eight years old, and looking at the one in front of him, he was at most a little loli.

He even tweeted in a kiss-kiss with a disgusting Bala monster.

This feeling is really very strange.

It's no wonder that when I looked at Fusang before, I thought she was very strange. It turned out to be because of this.

I stayed with a monster a long time ago.

The two kissed ecstatically, and finally separated hard to separate.

There was still a touch of silver between the lips of the two of them.

"Yuan...you finally woke up again, Fusang missed you so much!"

Fusang hugged his neck, and tweeted to his mouth again.

"I miss you too baby!"

Suddenly being kissed by her like this, she suddenly grasped her again.

Qing Ming looked a little nauseous, this story is too heavy.

"Yeah-Ruan, kill her first... I'm giving it to you!"

Although Fusang wanted it very much, but his eyes were on Qing Ming, and her face was even more disgusting.

"good!"

Ruran responded and gently put Fusang on the ground.

With a violent wave of his hand, a black sword appeared out of thin air.

Qing Ming's body was originally unable to move. At this moment, his magic sword had just been exposed, and her body even moved involuntarily in his direction.

In the face of this, Qing Ming was thinking about ways extremely, it seemed to be useless.

She suddenly remembered the treasures she had brought down.

Suddenly, Qing Ming took out the bottle.

She held it up high.

"Yuan, I call you three times, do you dare to agree?"

Although he felt very stupid, Qingming did it anyway.

"What can't you dare!?"

When I heard it, he had a violent temper.

He is not afraid of the sky and the earth. Thousands of years ago, he was left with only a piece of flesh and blood, and he could be restored to this state, let alone other things.

Of course, he can cultivate into a human form, and the little cutie is also indispensable.

It's Little Cutie, who brewed such a delicious blood pool for him, allowing him to practice safely here.

"Haha...Don't say it's three times, even if it's three hundred times, I dare!"

After he finished speaking, he laughed loudly.

Mom's mentally retarded!

Sure enough, a mountain is higher than a mountain.

Things that you think are very mentally retarded are always mentally retarded to solve them very satisfactorily.

After thinking about it, Qingming still feels that a quick fight is quick, and it's better to call the name first.