“Let go of my child...” Purple syrup rose madly... messy hairstyles, bloodstained corners of the mouth, and that mutilated coat, people looked like a madman...

As a mother, when her children are abused, that potential power is absolutely impossible to underestimate.

Oh, and monssity...

Her figure left a shadow in the same place... has come to the face of the young man...

He held out his hand to his throat...

However, in the crazy cheetah can not beat an adult lion... how much more, today's purple and syrup are still injured... not in full state...

Tiffp!

Blue Yan flung his arms and threw the little boy and girl out... two very different directions...

“Anything . . . also . . .

Purple syrup heart tight ... for a time do not know which side should rush to . . . hand and hand back are meat . . . both of them are their own children, any one injured she does not want to see...

“Which one of you can’t save...” The green mouth is picked, facing the body of the purple pear Tongtong and going away... Open it with a big hand, holding it tightly in the arms... “Once upon a time, I wanted your body... Today you took the initiative to send it to the door, can you forgive?”

He said, his hand reaching toward the purple collar trying to get rid of her coat...

“Don’t think...”

Now all two children have fallen to the ground to live and die unknown... Purple Wutong is even more out of their own lives, but also to kill the motherfucker in front of them...

Bang!!

The power of the whole body is in the chest of the bruise...

“Oh, I still want to struggle...” Who doesn’t want to move at all...

Put the purple syrup tightly in your arms . . . your fingertips on her back of her neck jerking a little...

The purple syrup felt dim in his eyes for a while... and then he could not see anything, and all that remained was endless darkness.

“Come, wash her clean and send her to my room...” Qing Yan looked at the purple syrup that had passed in his bosom, especially after seeing the extraordinary face, there was a commotion in his heart.

I wish I could get her law now...

Brush up...

With the voice of Qing Yan falling down... two women came to his side... "King... it is better to bathe in your bed..."

"Well..." Qing Yan was very satisfied with such an arrangement... his hand touched two times on the maid's chest... "I think well...you stay at night too..."

The woman's handmaid enjoyed a look of shame, nodded slightly... "Thank you, king..."

“Go to...”

This side sent away the purple syrup, and Qingyan ordered the two children to be locked up again...

Then he asked, “Has the butcher not come back yet?”

Oh yeah...

Hearing the Qingyan's question... a young man rushed quickly and carefully... "Returning to the king...the butcher's messenger was killed..."

“What?”Qingyan is obviously very shocked by such news... others may not know the realm of the slaughter messenger... but Qingyan is very aware of...

The butcher messenger, formerly known as Tu Hongyi, grew up with Qingyan from childhood... The realm of two people is comparable... Even if Qingyan is now sitting in the king's position, there are also the credit of Tu Hongyi...

Has he been killed in such a state?

"The day before, the Lord Shang Shu said that there was a return of the dead soul... The breath that emanated from it was the butcher messenger..."

Is there such a thing?

In the heart of the throes, “The book came to see me...”

Not long after, an old man came to the temple...

This person is kind-looking, born with a smiley face... Don't look at the age, but there is no sound when walking... Blow down to the throne of Qingyan, kneeling with his hands holding his fist above his head, respectfully said: "See the king!"

“Do you think you felt the soul of the messenger?”

“It is...”

Then the book began to describe everything that he felt...

The night before yesterday, a breath broke into his own perception.

At first, the book was ready to surrender to this power, but when he was ready to do it, he suddenly felt that the owner of this breath was not the master of this breath.

Finally...

A person expresses what he wants to express with his perception.

“The king ... according to the meaning of the butcher’s messenger, the man who killed him was Ye Chen of the great demonic world... and this man had another identity, the king of hell... but later, the purgatory world was shackled...The butchering messenger was able to return...”

“So how is he now?”

He is still worried about the life of Tu Hongyi...

“If the subject is not mistaken, the butcher should go to his own double... I believe it will not be long before he can come back...”

Yes, whether it is the spiritual world or the Shura world, when they cultivate to a certain level, they will leave themselves a way back, that is, double... even if they are dead, they can start from scratch...

Calling ...

He took a breath... “That’s fine.”

Then he continued, “This Ye Chen is still a hell... it’s hard to imagine...”

There are many things that he can’t think of: For example, our Ye Chen classmates are now close to the perverted treatment of the golden-clad boy.

Do you feel like you are about to die?Can't die?"

Ye Chen smiled at the golden lad who was burning and said...

The ghost soldiers around him were horrified at their legs throb...as a purgatory world... what cruel means have not been seen?But compared with Ye Chen's current methods, those do not seem to be anything...

“You will not die well... surely...” The golden-clad boy’s eyes were scattered... The only thought was to pray that Ye would not die well.

“Even if you die, you die first...” Ye Chen’s shoulders shrugged and smiled unsightly.

However ...

Just when the golden-clad boy felt that he could not hold on for a long time... an old voice rolled in...

“Why is the Lord so moving?”

The Hm...

Hearing this voice, Ye Chen felt a trance of divine consciousness for a while, and hurriedly withdrew his perception... “Who?”

“The ground is hidden...” The other person’s voice floated out immediately after Ye Chen asked...

“The hiding place?”Ye Chen was a little embarrassed... once he had been to the temple incense himself... even worshiped the Tibetan temple...I didn’t think that I could talk to him in the purgatory world?

"This golden-clad boy took ownership without authorization, disrupting the rules of the underworld and purgatory... it was true that the punishment ... but the thought that he had been a guide boy beside me... died in an extricated some cruelty... Could you please give the Lord's mercy...Selling it to the little monk?"Forgive him for his life?”

From beginning to end, the ground did not appear, just communicated with Ye Chen with a voice.

Seriously... in his kind of state, being able to talk to Ye Chen like this has been quite a face... if you really tear your face and skin... don't say a Ye Chen... even if it is ten, it is not the power of the opponent's hand...

Of course, our Ye Chen classmates can also feel the strength of each other... but they are not unaware of the progress and retreat...

“Since you have spoken...this face is naturally to be given... but...” Ye Chen thought of his brothers, who had not yet recovered...wanted to talk about certain conditions...

“Don’t worry about this Lord... this soul-drenched... send you...”

Oh, and monssity...

The soul crossing that has been taken away has once again returned to Ye Chen's body... and even this time the returning soul crossing force is several times stronger than before...

"And the two hells...you all go back...Be sure to be your hell, if one day the realm can break through to purgatory...I naturally have other arrangements..."

Another old and thick force hit Qin Guang and Chu Xian... The two people disappeared in an instant... back to the place they once knew most... the first temple of the king's palace, and the second temple of the king's palace...

"The Lord...the world's grudges, right and wrong, can't be around a fate... Your fate with the golden-clad boy may be the fate of the brotherless... but it is also the heaven that has already been arranged...This fate is also extinguished... and ask the benefactor to let go of the previous grievances... to find the next edge...

The meaning of this passage is obvious... You are not here to offend someone who... but God deliberately arranged, the road you are taking now is not your own, but passive and galloping...

Ye Chen's eyebrows were picked... how could this man know the five pearls on his body?

“Hey, old man, how do you know the five beads on me?”

“Lord, you and I have not yet begun...until we meet you next time...”

Blow up!!

A very strong force flocks to Ye Chen's body... directly into the black hole...

Even the very perverted Ye Chen, in the face of such power is also the spare power of no fighting back... The body is under great pressure and disappears into the black hole.

PS: The last day of 2018...I wish you all the time to get rich, healthy, happy, happy, single to find the other half, with the other half more happy and sweet.Either way, everything goes well...