Venerated Venomous Consort

When Vatican laughs, he does not deny: "Of course, why is it necessary to stay if it is useless?"

"But if they have done a lot of things for you? Have you helped a lot?"

"They are doing their duty for this seat. The same is true for help. It can't offset anything. At most, this seat will make them die less painful."

"So what about your subordinates? Is it the same?"

Van Gogh smiled: "I am so embarrassed, do you want to provoke the relationship between the master and the servant in this seat?" Turning to ask Wu Wuyan: "No face, would you be challenged by her?"

"The owner can rest assured that she can't provoke, and no face is absolutely loyal to the owner!"

Van Gogh asked again: "If the seat lets you die?"

"There is no face to go to death, never frown!" Wu Wuyan's words are screaming.

Van Gogh's eyebrows stretched and raised her hand and patted her on the shoulder: "No face, this seat knows that you are the best, this seat is very gratifying." As soon as he lifted his sleeves, he changed his palm into a glass of wine: "Come on This is the place to reward you."

Wu Wuyan bowed his head and thanked him. The wine glass was white as jade, but the wine in the glass was faint as the burning peach in March, exuding a kind of faint sweet fragrance.

The aroma actually caught the movement of the fetus in her abdomen, and she swallowed her own saliva.

She has no doubts about Brahman, and since she is rewarding her, she can naturally drink.

The wine was so good that she couldn’t bear to drink it, so she took a sip.

There is a **** smell in the wine, but after Wu Wu’s face is gone, I feel that the mites are completely hooked up, and I feel that this glass of wine is delicious, and my heart is eager to rise.

Her lips lingered a little bit of sputum, and then she couldn’t care about anything, and put the glass close to her lips, and she would drink it.

"Hey!" A colorful finger does not know from which corner to drill out, directly on the palm of her palm!

"Hey!" The wine glass broke down and the wine spilled out and flowed to the ground.

She suddenly looked up and yelled at me: "Bastard, what are you doing?!"

She seems to be a wolf who has suddenly grabbed the bones of the meat, blood red eyes, and pounced toward the pity!

The face of Van Gogh’s face suddenly changed. He didn’t expect that Gu Xi’s shot would be shot at the moment, so she was not prepared for her.

Plus, her shot is too fast, this cup of 'wine' is actually so splashed! Splashed!

However, at this moment, he can't take care of punishing the culprit, but directly shakes his sleeves, and the light shrouds the spilled liquor...

It is said that the water is difficult to collect, but the Brahman is to return the wine that has been spilled to another glass.

However, this is a liquid after all, and the deck under the foot is made of special materials. Although it is very strong, it is also very absorbent.

The wine that Van Gogh collected was the original three-quarters.

Gu Xiyu naturally wouldn’t let Wu Youyan hit her, her body shape dribbles, she circumvented her fight, and sighed: “The wine is poisonous, can’t drink!”

Wu Wuyan’s body slammed forward and screamed at him: “What are you talking about?! The Lord will not poison me...”

Gu Xiyu sneered: "In fact, the wine is indeed poisonous!"

Although she couldn't see what the wine was made of, she could smell the musk of the blood from the scent of the wine, and then she began to rogue when she saw the homemade witch, and it was obviously not normal.