Venerated Venomous Consort

"Emperor, what do you do?! Do you dare to do it to me?!"

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"You... bold! What are your qualifications..."

"This seat is going to be your teacher, and naturally qualified to be a disciple on her behalf."

Van Gogh’s original pale face was irony: "She doesn't love you at all..."

"Hey, you can say it wrong. She loves me or she doesn't love me. She has the final say. It's not that you have the final say." Emperor Yi's clothes raised his face slightly, and the sun jumped on his handsome face, and he also put his cheeks and chin. The seal on the mouth is clear.

These two lipsticks are printed like two flags, and they beat the face of Brahman.

It’s not too big to see the excitement on the periphery. It is persuaded: “Thousands of sons, God Zun really likes the Imperial Division. They have already fled in the Devil.”

"Yeah, the thousand sons don't have to worry, so the identity of the division is only available to the imperial division, and no one can threaten her with such a big skill. It must be her willingness."

"..."

Van Gogh’s face was pale and his eyes were **** red. He looked at him with grief and eagerness: “Master, don’t marry him, I like you...”

He seems to have gone out, actually confessed in the public, but the words behind him did not say, because his neck is cold, he can no longer open.

Gu Xiyu, who has been sitting in the car, flutters in front of the carriage and looks down on the Brahman: "Thousands of people, you are drunk! What is the mouthful of drunkenness? Come!"

Two children flashed out and saluted her: "God respect."

"Bring him back to hang up!" If he asked him to make any more unfortunate words here, she and his mentor did not have to do it!

"Yes!"

The two little children hesitated a little, and went to the past for a thousand years, and they were directly shocked by Van Gogh!

Although Brahman did not speak, the pair of scorpions who looked at Gu Xiyu seemed to have a burning fire.

He opened his mouth empty, but still couldn't say a word, and the blood rushed. He wowed a sip of blood. He stared at Gu Xiyu, and his eyes shed tears slowly...

Gu Xi’s heart trembled slightly, and suddenly moved away from the scorpion, and he personally shot it, sealed his acupuncture point, and was about to throw him to the attendant around him. Wu Qianyan rushed out from the crowd and kneels in front of her: “God Respect, give him to the slave, and the slave will take him to hang up..."

Gu Xi’s heart was upset and waved: “This child likes to get drunk and say something that is not reliable. It’s speechless, Qianyan, the deity will give him to you, so wake him up, don’t let him play again. Alcoholic madness." To Wu Qianyan, a hangover.

Wu Qianyan went on, set up the Brahman, and turned and flew away.

A small episode is over, and the car continues to move forward.

This way, Gu Xizheng and the two still sit side by side, and Gu Xiyu has no interest in jokes with him.

"Repent?" Emperor Yiyi broke the silence.

Gu Xiyu took a deep breath and stabilized his emotions. He was quite awkward and embarrassed: "He is too heavy! I didn't expect him to do an anecdote until now."

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