I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Anlin looked up and found that Cyril was coming face to face, looking at herself with a smile.

He wore a red robe with a sun and a moon, and his appearance was beautiful. The huge bat wings were behind him. The eyes were bright red, but they were extraordinarily gentle and calm, making people feel happy and comfortable at first glance.

"After the other world, this is our second formal meeting." Cyril smiled.

An Lin’s face: "Before the fire god, it is troublesome for them..."

"An Lindaoyou, you said that you are outside. Our family is going forward and backward. Your business is our business. Where can you add trouble and trouble?" Cyril looked solemn and serious.

"Oh..." An Lin stunned.

Did he hear something wrong?

Is the family going forward?

"Come here, I will introduce it to you." Cyril took Anlin's hand with great enthusiasm and walked towards the center of the broken glass hall, pointing to a real body with a strong body and a big gourd behind him. The man said, "This is my god, the priest."

"Long-awaited name, Si Yu Modi." An Lin looked respectfully.

The other party is the first strongest person in the real devil, and the character of the ancient demon god.

"Ha ha ha, Anlin sect, I am a long-awaited name! They all say that afterlife is awesome, you can rise to such a point in such a short time, I really marvel at it." Si Yu Modi laughed happily, It looks like a heroic uncle.

"This is our candidate, the elf Wang Yunmeng from the early dark days of the ancient domain." Cyril continued to introduce.

"Hello, Dear Anlin Sovereign, you are a man with a bad luck. It is a pleasure to see you." A sweet and clear voice, a bumpy body, a smooth, delicate skin with dark, black eyes The female elf of the light, taking the initiative to move forward, elegant manners.

"Hello, Yunmeng Shadow Friends, are you talking so well?" Anlin was exaggerated to be very comfortable. He reached out and shook hands with the female elf. The touch was soft and smooth, especially comfortable.

Yunmeng Shadow smirked, and the two pointed ears erected slightly. He raised his eyebrows: "The members of the gangster are very good at listening. Do you want to join us?"

I have to say that the Emperor of the Heavenly Helper has been coveted for An Lin for a long time. The Gulong Emperor’s pull-up offensive ended, and Yunmeng Shadow began to invite.

"Haha, let's talk about it later." An Lin quickly perfunctored.

Yunmeng’s shadow slammed, and his body shape shook directly into An Lin’s arms.

For a time, Wen Xiang was full of emotions.

"Really? I am, or are you under?" Yunmeng Shadow Lips lightly opened, and asked Anlin to spit the moist fragrance and whispered. Even if her skin is dark black, under the exquisite perfection and extremely three-dimensional appearance, it also exudes a different style.

Anlin was stunned for a while. What is the situation?

The female elf was full and strong and could not be described. The pressure on An Lin’s chest was so fast.

Anlin finally heard a different meaning from the other party's words, and hurriedly pushed the female elf in front of him: "Wait, I think, Yunmeng Shadow Friends, you misunderstood what I said!"

"What's wrong?" Cloud dream shadows are blurred, the slender legs are lightly moved, and the dark black **** are constantly shaking. It seems that they still want to continue to pounce.

"I just said that, I will say it later!" Anlin repeated seriously.

Yunmeng Shadow heard a word, then disappointed and said: "Oh."

Cyril’s face was a sly and polite smile: “Anlin’s friend, don’t be surprised, Yunmen Ying’s reason is that she really is too hard.”

Anlin stunned and opened his mouth. He said this in a serious way, and let him not be surprised?

Cyril continued: "She was the last survivor of the night elves. At the time, the ancient times were destroyed, and all the dark nights were destroyed. She was also excluded because of the aliens outside the ancient times. difficult."

"As the last survivor of the race, her reproductive mating instinct is particularly intense, eager to breed offspring with the blood of the night elves. And the blood of humans and elves is similar, so Yunmeng will make this. Kind of choice."

"Okay..." Anlin reluctantly accepted the setting. "But there are so many humans, why should I..."

Yunmeng Ying heard a smile and said: "I don't want to hungry and choose a human being. I am a dreamer, but I am determined to be a woman of the day. I can be my son, at least it must be a character of the emperor. Abstinence is ruthless, Chen Chen has Xue Yan looked..."

She was close to Ann Lin again, her slender arms wrapped around Ann Lin's waist, and her chest pressed Anlin's chest again, leaning against the delicate and innocent face, and the voice was crisp and numb: "So... I can only have the day. You are..."

"I know that Xu Xiaolan is your Taoist, I can't be your Taoist..."

Yunmeng shadow fiber hand gently rubbed on the back of Anlin, the slender waist like a wicker was slightly twisted, his eyes blurred: "I will be your lover, you just give me a baby, you want to do it to me." What, I am depending on you..."

Anlin felt that his three views were refreshed.

Just let her have a baby, she can be a lover?

When a race is forced to have only one left, it will become so crazy?

He pushed the cloud dream again, and righteously refused the other party's request.

Although the female elf is very hot, the appearance is top, but it is too dark... wrong, even if it is white, nothing! Anlin is a single man!

Yunmeng Ying was rejected for the second time, and some dissatisfiedly picked up a small mouth: "There is no way to know how many people are rushing to help me. I just ignore them. Now my request is so low. You still refused..."

"Well, Yunmeng Ying, I am giving you a chance, but Anlin is not happy, this thing is stopped." Cyril opened his mouth with unquestionable voice.

Yunmeng Shadow had to retreat, but when he retired, he insisted on Anlin’s phonetic contact, which was quite unwilling.

Cyril is very enthusiastic ~www.readwn.com~ with Anlin to visit the core of the broken sky.

It was a very small array like a hand cake, which is said to be the key to breaking the sky.

Anlin can perceive that this small array method is just a nuclear button, and it is a primer to start a large array. As for the real big battle, I am afraid that it has already been integrated into the heavens and the earth. It is invisible and invisible. Once it is revealed, it will inevitably lead to unimaginable horror.

"Breaking the sky is an artistic thing, especially the highest heavens of the whole universe. This is the greatest art in the world." Cyril stroking the small array of law, smiling at the face, "We break the sky Gang is an inclusive and open gang. As long as you have enough qualifications and strong strength, then you are the emperor and have the opportunity to become a true heaven!"

"There is only one Heavenly Way. You are such a candidate for the Son of Heaven and the Son of Heaven. How can you divide it? Is it the last fight to win?" An Lin smiled.

"It's not just a fight, it's so simple, it involves a lot of things, and I will explain it to you later..." Cyril turned to look at Anlin seriously. "If you join the gang, you will be among us, the most May become the existence of heaven!"

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