My Disciples Are All Villains

Desperate place.

“Sister-in-law? What are you doing?” Mo Qingyang’s eyes said coldly: “I remember that I told you not long ago that this person hates the self-proclaimed person, who allowed you to appear without being summoned. In front of this seat?”

Qin Hou serene’s hands spread, said with a smile: “Why? My appearance disturbed Demon Emperor’s meal? It seems you Mo Qingyang also knows how ugly things you do, for fear that others will know your ugliness? You are now waiting for Mo Yu to come and cast Bloodline on him, right?”

SF Mu novel

“How do you know about this? who the hell are you!” Mo Qingyang’s tiger eyes widened and he drunk vigorously-the whole palace was immediately blocked.

“The seal is good, so I don’t have to worry about damaging the pond fish, but I can show my fists. Demon Emperor is really intimate.” Qin Hou smiled coldly, and I don’t know when there was a black and white lupin in his hand, ” And I am the one who takes your dog’s life.”

In the Underground Palace, the gloomy light shone on the slender figure of Qin Hou, and his face changed suddenly, revealing the eyes of the Demon Emperor who were also unforgettable.

“No, impossible Crescent Mountain Qin Hou?! The last time I confronted your god feather Dharma Idol, this seat clearly sensed that you are far away, how could it have been mixed into my abyss palace, and even married my condensate Son, let my daughter conclude fetuses and I, Qingyang Mo, almost made all the daughters commit to you? Crescent Mountain Qin Hou, how dare you play such a shame on this seat?! ”

“Isn’t that what you forced? This seat is in a good mood to accompany you to play that’s all.” Qin Hou scorns–laughs, evil intentions are awe-inspiring.

A pair of young and pure eyes that have never changed with time

All of this made Mo Qingyang shudder, his liver and gallbladder tremble, and the heavy injuries that had long disappeared in his chest began to faintly, just like Myriad Arrows Piercing Heart, with extremely angry smirk.

“You are playing between the palms of your hands again, Chu Province Saint, the magic maker, really the name is not in vain.

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