The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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This is enough to make the illusion happy.

Even if Princess Cang Xia comes to her next time, she will never return it to her. There is no name for the Princess of the Summer!

Yes, exactly.

"Don't be silly, let's apply the medicine first."

The illusion of the face of the ring to learn the way of the ink, to the **** on the set, turned out to be just good.

I took the elixir and wiped it up. "Thank you, Gongzi Ya, saying, how can you come here to save me? I will work hard for you, and I will have a good fortune, five bodies, and I will be willing to be a maid." ..."

"You don't think too much, this son just came to see who moved my feather guard." Moya Yun was so clear that she interrupted her endless sounds.

The illusion is not ashamed, but added a sentence, "I also look at the person who moved your special dish, right? Those people, really eat the bear heart and leopard, this is not your son. I’m in the eye! In this case, I told you that there must be a dream month in which ghosts are there, and of course there are other people who are all deliberate, and you must not let go of these people...”

It is not important to save her. It is a privilege to save her. If I can borrow him this knife, it will be even more perfect.

Jimo looked at her faintly. "Do you think this son's knife is like you can make it move?"

Was confessed, illusion and smile, "Hey, I just talk about it casually, the face of the little girl is not important, mainly to consider the son of you, since the son is generous, forget it, just the masked man boss Don't know if you have met the son of the son?"

If you don't help revenge, it's good to inquire about the whereabouts of the enemy.

"It's already dead. There are no clues to identify the identity." When Moya entered the mountain, he was anxious, and he did not know how many people, he was killed by a face-to-face, and went straight to the illusion.

The illusion was once again rested, and the wound in front was finished, leaving behind.

"Xiao Xinghan helped me to wipe the wound behind me..."

Who knows that the magic star has already ran to the side where the dragon has landed, and played with the semi-solid state dragon.

There is also a pig spirit treasure, and also went together.

The three together, like being friendly, are like hostile, in short, communicating.

Ok, the illusion is going to be a little while waiting for Xiao Xing to play well.

Suddenly, the wound on the back is cold, that is, the ink is coming close, and a clean and elegant male scent will faintly sway...

The illusion is stiff.

Is this the son of the family to help her with medicine?

The breath of the goddess!

If there is a sigh of sorrow, let the illusion of the face become red, and the heart will jump up without competing...

In addition to the masculinity of the male god, there is also a strange fragrance that people can't help, which is the smell she smelled on him last time.

The scent was so swallowing that it was swallowed.

"Thank you for the public son." The voice could not help but be a bit soft.

"Hands over."

Every time the ink is applied to the plaster, when it touches her skin, the magical face feels the wound, and there is a feeling of tremor, like a fog like rain and wind, oh! It’s like a lightning flash and it’s like electricity!

When it’s over, the sister can’t help it, and the sister’s heart is eager to eat.

"Junzi Ya, can I ask you a question?"