Venerated Venomous Consort

Venerated Venomous Consort Chapter 2687: I almost fell asleep

Van Gogh’s body shook, and he immediately said that he seemed to calculate something. After a while, he figured that he was really dead in the other’s hands. He was angry and mad, and once again fought with the Emperor’s clothes...

This scene ended with the defeat of Brahman, and Van Gogh was seriously injured. He barely fled to his own shrine, meditating in the shrine, and collecting the soul of the sorrow...

But not only the flesh was eaten by the fish, but even the soul was mixed up. Together with the fact that the Brahman was also the end of the strong, he desperately only gathered her soul, and he looked at the fingertips. The broken soul whispers: "I am sorry, anyway, I will let you be born again, even if I take all my repairs!"

He got up and disappeared with the soul.

The lens is a modern scene, the figure of the dragon van, the science madman, is committed to cloning human studies, madly doing experiments, cloning one by one, there are countless failures, and occasionally successful, such as the dragon , that is, the later Long Si night.

Until that day, Long Fan cloned a small germ in the laboratory and transferred the small germ to Mrs. Ye's belly with scorpion. Then Ye Hongfeng was born...

Long Fan took an opportunity to test the data of Ye Hongfeng's body. It seemed to be very dissatisfied, not what he wanted...

"I am sorry, I will give you the most suitable body!" He muttered to himself and plunged into the experiment. So, soon after, the real cloned baby slowly formed in the hail.

Long Fan puts a sly soul into the clone, so soon the cloned baby seems to wake up in a dream -

Long Fan looked at the little baby who had just opened his eyes and smiled: "I am sorry, welcome back!"

......

"I am sorry, welcome back." A more intoxicating voice than the moonlight seems to sound from the screen, a man slowly appeared on the screen.

A night-like robes, the robes seem to have starlight shining, a long hair like a night, a trace of silk is smooth. The five senses are perfect, and people can't pick a trace of embarrassment.

He smiled and walked out of the screen, fluttering in front of Gu Xizhen.

- Brahman, the **** of creation.

Gu Xizhen sat there and did not move, just looking at him with his arms: "There is a ghost behind you!"

Van Gogh’s eyes flashed a little: "Ghosts? No, I’m sorry, I just want you to come back completely."

He walked slowly and stopped at a point or two away from Gu Xi, overlooking her: "What do you think of reading these?"

"The lame acting, the third-rate script, and the writing of a script by a conscience writer are more exciting than this. I almost fell asleep." Gu Xixiao chuckled, his face was full of disdain.

"You don't believe?" Van Gogh looked at her faintly, and there was no wretchedness to be debunked. There was a kind of grief in her sight: "I still can't believe it?"

Gu Xi’s thin lips scorned and smiled: “Whatever you think, I don’t care.”

Such a loophole in the plot she wants to believe that there are ghosts! Did she play as a fool? Still think she has a problem with IQ?

How can a person like Emperor Yiwu make this kind of thing?

If he only likes power and doesn't like her, how could he be so desperate? Would you rather erase all the memories in this world and just want to fulfill her?

He is not the kind of person at all!

Since it is not that kind of person, all of the above-mentioned things about his ruthlessness are naturally fake!

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