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Photon, the brother-in-law, shouted that it was called a word, and the emperor stopped.

Washing the younger brother?

When did the self-cleaning woman have such a thick, unhealthy brother?

Emperor remembered that when he was in the lonely moon, he occasionally heard the washing woman say that her mother-in-law Ye Huangyu was pregnant and later gave birth to a son, but no matter how long it is, it is impossible to grow into a photon. Right? (The villain version of the night Lingguang dry, how am I, I live off a **** of gold singles good cut)

The emperor was very picky and glanced at the photon.

Don't say, take a closer look, this stupid fox man looks like a little bit like a woman.

"You are fast, ah, this woman took off my pants, and the young man's innocence."

In this way, Luo Qianqi went down thinly, and the photon only had to bite his tongue.

Photon swears that no matter what happens in the future, he can't send his own priests.

When the foot was empty, the photon was smashed by the emperor. Several ups and downs, the emperor and the photon had left the courtyard.

Only Luo Qianche, who stayed in the courtyard, suffered from the peach blossoms.

The emperor took the photon and found a hidden place. He took a hand and threw the photon on the ground.

He looked at the photon coldly.

"To make it clear, if there is an unreasonable one, I don't mind sending you back. I think Luo Qiancheng is still very happy to see you change from his sweetheart to his dragon."

As soon as I thought of Luo Qian's old wolf, the photon got a goose bump.

"I said that it is not. I am called Night Lingguang, a **** god in the realm of the gods. Photon is just my pseudonym. The purpose is to get close to my lost sister, Lingyue. For five hundred years, she is because of The heart of the heart, the soul flies away. My parents in order to save her, after many hardships, found a suitable body of her body, that is, you wash the woman Ye Lingyue."

When the photon can't see it, he simply asks for a brain and tells the truth of the matter.

"But for some reason, although A sister was born again, her memory of her previous life was sealed. She didn't remember us."

"I don't remember, why should you come to her? You should know that remembering the past, for Lingyue, may not be a good thing. I don't want to make her sad." Emperor heard the washing woman for other men, The soul flies and the heart is a little uncomfortable.

He doesn't care who the woman was before, is God or a person, she is now his wife, this will not change because of anyone's appearance.

It is like, although there is more memory in his mind, but his feelings for the wife and children will not change in half.

"You are very good. You are worried that after Auntie remembers, I will like the negative heart again and abandon you..."

Photon just poisoned a few words, and saw the emperor's face black, he quickly closed his mouth, he did not forget, this man is an extra large vinegar jar.

"Reading that you are the younger brother of Lingyue, I will let you go this time."

The emperor is not willing to listen to the photon there to mention some old-fashioned past events.

"Hey, you come back first, I haven't finished talking yet. Don't you want to know, why did I come to see Auntie this time? I tell you, that negative heart came to Gu Jiuzhou, he is likely to be rushing. A sister came."

When the photon was finished, his feet were off the ground and he was picked up by the emperor.

On the body of the emperor, there was a violent breath, and his eyes flashed with dangerous light.

That situation is exactly the same as the demon boy who created the demon **** in the photon in his dream.

"Who is he?"

"Who else can be, is the northern gods respect for nine nights, that person almost became my sister... Hey, when I said nothing. The man is very powerful, he is the **** of war in the gods, and My father has become a **** of war in God, and his power is not the same."

The more the photon said, the more tight the hand on the neck was.

"Oh, nine nights, I remember this name."

After that, the emperor withdrew his hand and threw the photon aside, too lazy to look at him again.

"Have you heard what I said, the nine nights are the gods of God, the strength is not the same, this is the point."

The photon shouted, but there was a shadow of the emperor.

"Hey, you are really gone. What a ghost place, Xiaoye, I don't know the way."

The horizon is gradually brightening, and the long night will pass, but no one knows. After dawn, it will be dawn dawn, or a longer endless night.

Nan You Du, inside the Yao Palace, Nan You Hou Yan suddenly recovered his hand.

This piece of dowry blossoms in the window is in full swing. In the morning light, it is like blood.

The flower vine, covered with thorns and thorns, pierced her hand.

Her white hands were on her hands, and she took out a trace of blood.

Behind her, there was a pair of iron arms, and she was seen in her arms, and the South Emperor was covered with a bedcloth.

When I saw the eve of the hand, the battle marks frowned.

"This is not the first time you have been hurt by this piece of flower. I am looking for someone to shovel it."

"No, I like this flower, but it is a little hurt."

Xi Yan's demon power condensed, and the wound soon disappeared.

She earned it lightly and broke free from the arms of the war mark.

In the arms of the battle mark, there was one person missing, and there was no temperature at all, and some were empty.

He was dimly lit, and glanced at the cluster of flowers. Last night, Xi Yan saw the flower of the night.

Don't think that he doesn't know the origin of this flower. This flower is the eleven years old at the time of Xia Yan, and it is softly rubbed and the person planted it.

Although the man is a man, he is the ancestors of the ancestors, but he is the one who has been recognized by the demon flower.

The evening flower planted by his hand is better than any place.

The man has been dead for so many years, but the eve of the palace is the year and month, and the flowers are unbeaten.

Xi Yan... Are you looking at flowers, or are you thinking about things?

The heart of the battle mark is burned like a hole, and it is very uncomfortable.

Xi Yan has changed her clothes and walked out. Under the morning sun, the woman's skin is delicate, and the queen's crown is against the backdrop of the crown.

The battle marks are seen with a heart, and a sense of pride is born.

Emperor, even if you are a demon ancestor, even if you are full of demon power, everything that belongs to you is now mine.

Women, the demon world, all mys.

"War marks, what happened to the ancient Jiuzhou, can you have a message from Ying Ji?"

Xi Yan did not see the thoughts in the battle mark, she burst into tears and walked forward.

"Everything is going according to the plan. I believe that soon after, Jiuzhou will have good news. Xi Yan, you can rest assured that I promised that I will make you the most noble demon in the world of the demon, this day, already Not far away."

The battle marks said with confidence.