Venerated Venomous Consort

"Where am I bad?"

"I... I like you so much..."

His clean clothes were full of dirt at the moment, and looked like a lonely tramp.

Gu Xiwei looked down at him with a scorpion, and there was a pain in the bottom. She taught him so many years, watching him like this, saying that it is not a distress to be fake.

But she can no longer give him half a hope, only to succumb to his unrequited love, he can completely come out.

The pain now is what he must experience. People can only let go if they are completely desperate for something.

Under normal circumstances, the frustration of the love field will turn its attention to the cause, and with the temperament of Brahman, his attention will soon shift to the ups and downs.

She turned and was about to teleport.

The door of the wine cellar was suddenly opened, and three people sneaked in. These three people were dressed up by the shop buddy. They suddenly saw the glory of the world, and they were furious under one sigh: "No wonder the wine in the cellar is getting less and less. thief!"

"Hit him!"

"Hit him! Fight this little thief!"

The three men picked up three wooden sticks and smashed their faces to the face of Van Gogh!

Van Gogh was so drunk that he didn't know how to avoid it. He had a few sticks on his face, and Jun’s face was also stunned.

Gu Xi's eyebrows, his fingers slightly gripped, like what he wanted to do, and finally endured.

It’s also a good idea to steal a lot of wine from a family, and let him have a lesson.

Gu Xizhen thought that these people would throw him out after a few sticks, but they didn’t expect that they would endlessly fight with a stick and a stick. She watched the Fan Sanshi’s full three or forty sticks, and he hit his nose and face. Those people didn’t mean to stop, even one person smashed a machete next to him, trying to smash the thief who had stolen the wine to feed the dog...

This is too much!

Gu Xizheng pinched a law and pointed to Van Gogh, and there was a colorless and transparent cover on the body of Van Gogh.

Those people did not see it. They went down without cutting the neck of Brahman. Instead, they were bounced back by the cover and almost slashed into his own brain.

Scared that he quickly lost his knife: "There are ghosts!"

The sticks that other people played out were also bounced back. They were all a bit stunned. They looked at each other and did not dare to kill them again. They lifted them up and drove them directly into the mud on the street.

When they went back to the wine cellar and counted the jars, they accidentally found a few silver beads on the ground, enough to be stolen by Van Gogh.

They groaned and picked up the silver beads, and suddenly they regretted it.

It seems that this drunk is not trying to eat a meal.

I also know that I have left silver in advance.

The wind on the street is bleak, and the sacred world is lying in the leeches. There is no meaning to wake up. He is also aware of the pain in his drunkenness. He said in a vague voice: "Master, don't abandon me... ”

"Master, even if you hit me, don't leave me..."

"Master, I hurt -"

Gu Xi’s fingers are slightly trembled, angry and angry, and this child is a magical obstacle!

A circle of people around the street pointed at him, someone actually recognized him: "Hey, this is... this is like a big disciple of Tianyin Valley Shenzun..."

Gu Xiwei: "..."

She no longer angered her. The face of the apprentice did not want to be left here. She was about to secretly remove him, and suddenly there was a gust of wind on the ground.