Venerated Venomous Consort

On the mind and planning, the Lord is not as good as the Emperor, but on the heart, or the Lord is better.

As the saying goes, there is no desire.

The Lord seems to be gentle, in fact, the most ruthless, no one will become his weakness, he can also abandon any companion for the benefit. So no one can threaten anyone.

And the Emperor's clothing, the former Emperor's clothing should be the same?

But nowadays, the emperor’s clothes have a soft underbelly. As long as he holds his soft underbelly, he can put him to death...

Emperor Yi’s clothes like to care for him, perhaps the biggest mistake he made in this life.

Long Fan always regards the rules of the world as a shit. He always feels that the rules of the right path are false, so he has been willing to follow the demon who has never seen it for so many years, plan for him, and plan for himself.

Originally, he always thought that it was the right choice to be with the demon, but from the last time he did not care about his life and death and the emperor's clothes, he still felt chilling...

It was only used to loyalty, and he suppressed his chilling heart.

But now, because the clone is a scorpio, Moh seems to start to doubt him again...

He suddenly felt a little tired!

For the first time in my heart, I was a bit skeptical about whether my choice was correct...

The two did not say a few words of saltyness, but Mo Yan still knocked him side by side. It seemed that he suspected that he deliberately retaliated to make him change his mind...

Long Fan is really tired, he can't help but the true color: "Respect the Lord, the subordinates have always been loyal to the Lord, and they have never been guilty! It is also very fearful to come out of this accident. These two days are desperately trying to solve the solution. The Lord is so skeptical of his loyalty..."

Mo Yan was also afraid that he wouldn't do anything, and he took a haha ​​and patted him on the shoulder: "How can the deity not believe in you? The deity is in a bad mood these two days, don't worry about it. Well, you continue to be busy. The deity went to see how the wedding they were preparing for." Strode out.

Long Fan Wei hanged his throat and sat there for a while, and got up and walked into the house of Gu Xizhen.

Gu Xizhen is a dream, and her eyes are closed. The long eyelashes form a semi-curved silhouette under the eyes. It looks like a weak beauty.

Long Fan does not dare to be very close to her. She is now smelling special. She smells that he is a stench. He is close to fear that he will wake her up...

He sighed softly, and he actually couldn’t say what he felt about Gu Xizhen.

Like a daughter is not like a daughter, like a lover is not a lover, in his heart, has always regarded Gu Xizhen as the greatest pride of this life, he even hopes that she can achieve even greater achievements. That more validated his success.

But now he has turned his greatest pride into a silly white sweet for the selfish desires of Mohlin...

It seems that I feel a little restless, and occasionally a few words appear in my mouth, but the statement is vague, and Long Fan does not know what she is saying.

After a moment, he crossed his heart and leaned closer to her little mouth to listen carefully, but did not expect Gu Xiu's small hand to shoot like lightning: "Smelly dead, roll!"

Long Van was not prepared, this slap was being shot on his face, burning hot.

For the first time in his life, Long Fan was slap in the face and stayed alone for a while, gnashing his teeth: "Gu Yuxi!"

But Gu Xiyu fell asleep again and did not respond at all.

She is deliberate, or smells uncomfortable in her sleep, the following consciousness will send the stinky source to the fan?