The Anarchic Consort

The princes of the hundred miles glanced over his face, and the cold light passed through their faces one by one, with a deep and cold light.

The mermaids took back their sight and concentrated on it.

The clear and ethereal voice, from a little bit of the river, evoked layers of mist.

Only at this time can the naked eye see the soul that is sinking at the bottom of the river.

To find them, the Barry Gregory must hide the magic of his body.

The temperature in the Styx is extremely low, and the flesh can't stand the biting cold.

This made the evil spirits who had a rebellious heart begin to have an idea.

"Eat him, eat him!"

"He went down to the Styx, and there won't be any mana in a short time!"

They want to take the opportunity to clean up the princes of the princes. After all, the blood of this man is an absolute tonic for them!

In this case, it is no longer a second time!

This is true.

Helen Weiwei will never know.

For her, that arrogant, arrogant and cold man first revealed his weakness.

The sharp claws of the evil spirits stabbed toward his back!

With his ability, even if he had no magic, he could completely avoid it, but he only slightly turned his side and protected the hand that had just been caught, allowing him to sharply pass through his left shoulder and insert it. In his butterfly bone!

The evil spirits laughed in general.

However, they have not waited until they tasted the wonderful taste of the blood.

They were like being burned by fire, and they screamed into fireworks in the air.

It turns out that even the blood of the Bailijiajue is full of magic that no soul can bear.

That powerful force, the morbid state has reached a certain point, it is not what they bear.

Other evil spirits who originally wanted to share their food, after seeing this scene, each paled in lip color, should not go one step further, only pleading for the Bailijiajue to spare them. .

However, this time, the Gregory did not seem to see their existence, did not take them to open the knife, did not let them roll, just bent over and continued to focus on what to salvage.

He didn't feel any pain at all, and the blood slid down his shoulders. He carefully held the second cymbal and prevented his blood from getting into the scorpion.

No one has seen this kind of Bailijiajue.

His beautiful fingers have been frozen and reddened, and there is still a lot of black silt on it.

But he doesn't care at all.

So serious, persistent, for fear of missing something, a station in the Styx is a full four hours.

Until the water of the Styx was stained with his hair, he was soaked in the whole body, he went to the shore, his eyes motionless and looked at Helen Weiwei lying in the sea of ​​flowers, his body was cold and stunned. There is something cold and cold.

The songs of the mermaids are still going on, like the sound of the pours.

But the chest of the Gregory can seem to burn a group of unknown flames, slamming in his body, how can not find a way out.

Did not wake up.

She... didn't wake up.

His favorite Manzhushahua is in full bloom next to the other side of the river.

He finally got his entire rebirth with his wish.

However, the one who always holds him in the palm of his hand, but can’t come back again...

"I want to make you happy, no longer alone, this is my wish."

Why, why did he stop when he heard this sentence?

The hundred miles of the princes had a difficult move, and the fingers were full of blood, but he did not move at all. The whole person seemed to melt into the darkness and became a group with the night.

The night wind blows quietly.

The sea of ​​flowers is shaking in the shadows.

The Bailijiajue still stood in the same place.

The blood of the body fell one by one on the white snow.

In addition to the day, he was addicted to chaos for a few days.

He has always been so cold and expensive that he has never been so embarrassed.

His education does not allow him to do anything that has lost his identity.

However, now he hangs down and bury his head in the chest of Helen Vivi. He thinks that this person can wake up, no matter what he can do.

His handcuffs were on the ground, and the black feathers fell.

With him as the center, countless grievances were affected by it, and they disappeared in an instant.

The huge grievances over the Styx were opened by black smoke, and the grand barrier was broken and broken into pieces of debris.

At this moment, the mermaids stopped singing, and all of them came out of the river, not because of anything else, but because they never saw it. The man who was tall was crying one day.

Everyone knows that whether it is a person or a god, or a Buddha, he will cry when he is born.

Only the Bailijiajue born from the chaos, he came to the world with a smile, and the corner of the mouth, like a rebellion from birth.

Such a person would actually cry here.

Not only the mermaid, but the undead who have been hundreds of miles away have stopped floating.

The eyes of the Bailijiajue are covered with red and white traces again, and the darkness of the air emanating from him is almost ascending the Buddha's way to the Tianmi Mountain!

The three realms are all shocking, but no one has a way to take the Bailijiajue.

The Hades swayed violently, and the king of the king was not standing still. He simply took the opportunity to hug the beloved woman!

The judge was really invisible, and one accidentally fell into the fourth prison.

The entire Hades were in a mess, and many of the undeads began to panic, and the ghosts were shaken.

On earth, the wickedness of the wickedness of the little man who is only a little shorter than himself, walking deep and shallow in the snow, completely without the suffocation of the past, the hustle and bustle of the whole body, standing on him The most unwilling to go to the "coffin shop".

The dusty children were quiet in his arms, and the little face lost all the blood, only on the shoulders of the evil spirits, and the lips were pale.

The owner of the "Coffin Shop" has a single ice name. He wears a black suit and holds a black notepad in his hand. There is no flat-angle glasses on the bridge of the nose, just to weaken his suffocation. However, his handsome face was cold, but he still revealed the fact that he was not human.

"Let him wake up, I will pay you the money." The voice of the evil spirits is very low, and it has already been like a small adult.

The ice smelled, and he raised his brow and subconsciously went to the ear of Helian’s dust.

The little ear was still pulled, but there was no silver earrings to decorate it, it was empty.

The thick brow of ice wrinkled, no?

To the readers: May 11, 2016 23:15, the first, more?