Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

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Chapter 539 is jealous for husbands.

Could he stop?

The darkness of the enchanting charm of the demon enchanted a glimpse of doubts and passed away.

Zhou Feiyu glanced at the place where the white ink was in his place. He couldn’t feel a trace of it. The sharp nephew was alert and surrounded, not knowing if he left.

Under the dark ink, the three men marched together, and the quiet forest fell into a dead silence.

"I am in a good mood today, consider putting you in a horse. If you let me meet you next time, either you go, or he will go."

A touch of sinister bloodthirsty smile, with a touch of chilly Lin Feng echoed in the forest.

Yunwu heard the words, slightly frowning, and the frost in the eyes was more obvious.

The son of the national teacher, the son of the devil, a dry and bloody, bloody, bloodthirsty, living on the edge of the dark, why should we stop at this critical juncture?

Afraid to beat them three?

This reason is somewhat far-fetched.

The dragon swears and hears the words, and there is a hint of laughter in the eyes.

Yunwu stared at him and looked at his deep smile. He asked: "What are you laughing at?"

The dragon smashed the evil waist and licked her thin waist, and the corner of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a touch of evil charm. "You guess."

It’s just that the smear of restoring the evil of the past is a relief...

Cloud dance white him, she knows that he must have noticed the reason for his hand, but she wants to know why he came here than he did.

Is the minion of the beast door really so ubiquitous?

It seems that she will be her most loyal witness in the future when she conquers the powerful road!

Whether it hurts him, kills him, and even threatens him with his ancestors for the 18th generation, he will follow without hesitation!

It’s rare to see a dog in the world.

Yunwu took up the big knife and unloaded the whole body in a state of tight preparation, and restored the lightness of the past.

She looked back at Zhou Feiyu next to her, and looked at his handsome and pale face and couldn’t bear it. "Can you still do it?"

Zhou Feiyu smiled at her, like sneer, like sadness. "What can this injury be?"

The pain in his heart is the most unbearable place for him.

The cloud dance was slightly raised, and then turned back to the side of the dragon, but he glanced at him.

This man is strong and no one wants inside and outside, but his heart is smaller than a woman. His mind is worse than a demon. If he does not lose him, is he sick as a sick person?

"Isn't my own woman should save myself? How can I give it to others in such a generous manner?" The cloud dance screamed at the most, and the smile was stunned, the light was shining, and the gentleness was with a trace of madness and chic.

The dragon fell into evil and looked at the smiling smile of the mountain river. He stared at her straight and stared at the heart. He was slowed down for half a beat. In the next second, he quickly smothered a mask of evil.

"My woman is a few pounds and a couple of things. I know best. He is willing to offer him a courtesy. Anyway, you can't use it." The dragon dumped evil toward her evil charm, and the corner of his mouth was meaningless. It seems that everything is in He is in control.

Cloud dance Liu Mei is low, and can not help but glance at the micro-closed eyes seem to be in the interest rate of Zhou Fei Yu, the light passed a trace.

How many times have you been injured since he was born?

But before and after she saw her, she was slap in the face, and she suffered two internal injuries. Although these were not what she asked him to do, it was because of her.

Although she is ruthless, she cannot be completely deaf.

But I have to meditate again. Shouldn’t he calculate his big event in Zhou Dynasty? Why did you land at the Samurai Warrior Academy for no reason?

Still snoring all the way, ran into the inner school? Could it be that he still has to enter the promotion competition and strive to qualify for the three-nation competition?

What is his purpose?

The clouds and dances are awkward, and the gaze of a touch of inquiry falls on Zhou Fei’s pale face.

Ode to the ground, the cloud dance felt a chill of cold on the back, and could not help but have a stiff back, and there was a hint of helplessness in the eyes. She looked back and looked at the smile of the dragon.

Cloud dance indifferent white gave him a look.

"You will be jealous for this husband." Long dumped evil and picked up the cloud dance to press her on her chest. The eyes squinted slightly deep and Zhou Fei, and the eyes appeared smiling.

"You are so good, how can other men compare with you?" Yun dance mouth smacked a smile, circled his back, and sighed deeply.

There is helplessness and peace of mind.

"There is still a lady's vision." The dragon poured her evil spirits against her forehead, and her hot breath blew on her face, making a slight rush of breathing.

"Fully mad." Yun Dance pushed him away and got up to go to Zhou Feiyu who was being healed. "Can you?"

Zhou Feiyu's eyebrows are low, and there is a faint blue light between the palms. For example, the illusion enters Dantian from his chest.

The cloud dance will see that his face is basically normal, and the heavy breathing is also much smoother.

"Yes."

"Then let's go."

The dragon stalks the clouds and dances. Zhou Feiyu is behind him. When the cloud dance leaves, he glances at the vines that have just been broken. He always feels a sense of uneasiness.

After they left, a black figure fell quietly, watching the cloud dance in a purple dress in the distance, with a sullen smile on his lips.

He was not far from the cloud dance, but the three people walking did not seem to find him. He did not have any breath on his body, just like a body with no soul and only a body.

Gloomy, dead, bloodthirsty.

"puff."

Daddy, he slammed a sip of blood, and the pale face was covered with frost and snow.

He bowed his head to the ground and licked his chest. The blood on the ground reflected a sly face, and a row of **** mouths smirked with a smile.

He eventually sold him out!

Inside the blood drop, the sinister scorpion slightly kills.

He stood up, a little shaking, a glimpse of the afterimage, disappeared in place.

The dragon's sinister corners outline a sinister smile, and the deep hidden depth gradually subsides.

The three people walked all the way. I don’t know why I always felt the **** smell in front of me was very strong. The pungent smell was filled. The maple leaves in the forest were red, but it was like red blood, and it was like a drop.

The three men glanced at each other, but the pace did not slow down, still walking at a constant speed.

Daddy, the cloud dance stopped, and the bottom of the bottom passed a trace of frost, watching the blood spots in the distant spot, and tightened.

On the maple leaves, on the trunk, on the endless rugged trails, there are thick black blood drops like dewdrops.

The cloud dance is slightly frowning, and the eyelids are a bit strange. These bloods are obviously not fresh. Why is there such a big **** smell?

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