Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 5043 Seal, is about to break open? (7)

The eyelashes that cleared at night, shivering slightly.

That is to say...

The tragedy of the mother.

Her appearance.

It is because of this prophecy.

And Huang has no worries, and he has calculated so much.

Just for this prophecy.

Got the world...

At night, the powder is cleared, and the cold arc of the swarf is smeared. The sneak of the fundus is even worse.

She should laugh at herself in prophecy, so sacred and noble.

Or should it be laughter and worry... For the so-called prophecy, so... "sacrificial"?

"But, the worries are not because, after learning the prophecy, they let go of the illusion." 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚 褚After seeking a longevity law..."

I have no choice but to stop.

The warm voice of the Qing pigeons was clear, and he added: "To protect this prophecy, only he knows it, so... he has destroyed the illusion."

This is indeed something that can be done without worry.

The fantasy family live a day.

This prophecy will have a day that is known to others.

Once the prophecy is known.

The Emperor of the Emperor will be stared at by countless people.

How can he tolerate his own plans and deviations?

So the best way is...

Killed... In addition to him, he will know the prophet.

That is... to destroy the illusion.

At the bottom of the pigeon, the flame of burning is burning.

She clenched her fingers and looked at the clear eyes of the night, full of hatred and anger: "This princess is a phantom! Our illusion, because of your father, will be ruined!"

Ten thousand years ago.

At the time of Huang’s sorrow and ruin, the princess of the illusion of the princes had to worship the ancestors in the ancestral graves for the three-month period.

There are dozens of Fantasy followers on the line.

This is the group of people.

Become the last blood of the fantasy family.

The Fantasy Princess used the power of the illusion to learn everything about it.

Then they vowed to find peace and worry, and avenge the illusion.

After thousands of years.

Now the people of the illusion.

There are only...they are these people.

Moreover, most of them are not purely Fantasy bloodlines...

Even today's Fantasy Princess is not purely Fantasy.

Listen to all the deeds about the Fantasy.

There was not much mood swing on the nightfall.

She faintly licked her eyelids and her eyes fell on the pigeons: "First, that person, although it is my blood father, but... is my enemy."

"Second, there are many reasons for the illusion of the illusion of the illusion, but there are some reasons for it. It is the ancestors of your illusion, the obsession with the longevity, and the wrong move."

She paused, narrowly and charmingly: "In your position, you feel that it is a worry-free mistake, it is my mother's fault, it is my fault."

"But, in my position... everything is the fault of your illusion."

The face of the pigeons, the subway green, the delicate face is distorted: "Our fantasies have been destroyed by the carefree, this is still our fault?!"

"So... my mother, because of a prophecy of your Fantasy, was used to deceive by the helplessness of the Fantasy, which led to the end of the world for the sake of the world, and sealed it for him! Isn’t this all because of your Fantasy?!"

There is no one right or wrong in this matter.

It’s just watching, who is on the stand.

The night’s reckless questioning made the pigeon’s mouth move, but it could not spit out half of the refutation.

Her fists were tighter and her fingers were white and green.

(End of this chapter)