The Hall of Shura!

“The king . . . has been . . . well . . .” said the maid who had been left behind by the genie of qing thai . . .

To the purple sycamore to change clothes, a very loose tulle, Miao Man's body so quietly lying in bed... After the woman's maid, the dark look of her own appearance is certainly not comparable...

Since there is no comparison in appearance, use temptation.

Don't look at the little maids who grow in the palace, in fact, their little thoughts are too much... especially when they are lucky to have contact with the king, the thoughts are so much that people are panicked and afraid...

Although it is only dedicated to the king, once he is lucky enough to leave a child and a half daughter... then his identity is flying in the sky... Don't say that the chicken becomes the phoenix, even if the chicken can become a phoenix...

So, she very delicately put on a chest of white sand, outside wearing a muslin similar to the purple syrup... that looming temptation for the rising of the evil man is more tempting...

After seeing the maid, Qing Yan suddenly felt a frantic flow of evil fire under his lower abdomen... "Do you know that you will make the king more crazy...?" 」

The maid heard this sentence...a shy and nervous nod... “As long as the king can be happy... the heart of the slave and the slave will be very happy...”

Of course, her heart is very happy... not everyone can have this kind of thing happen to men like the king...

It’s just that on the surface it still pretends to be that shy little look...

The handmaid stretched out a pair of jade hands and placed it on the belt of the green yan... the fingers were very careful, unbuttoned the belt...

Although I have not experienced this kind of thing, I have heard a lot of pressure in the harem... here, they all say that men talk about women when they are together.

And, very responsibly, women talk far more than the discussion between men.

Therefore, when the handmaiden hands, whether it is the angle of the body, or the face of the face, and the speed of the hand, it is just right.

A little bit of tinge down can see the looming chest...

Suddenly he took a suction . . . “The king likes to treat you in a rough way...” His hands jerked to save the handmaid... came to the bedside, and when he saw the purple thorn lying quietly on his clothes, he was even more excited...

The eyes are staring at the purple pear Tong, the hands are quick to untie the slightly struggling handmaid... This kind of stimulation is afraid that ordinary people will not understand it at all...

"Well, the handmaiden knows that her face is not as good as the purple syrup... what should I do at the moment, the man who came here should understand... Review it, can't write... calm down...

A nerve runs straight into the mind by a small abdomen...

The tiger feels the shock... not a trembling...

“What is your name?”

Seriously, there are many women who have played with Qingyan... all kinds, various types, various postures... but I don't know if it is because it is purple and syrup lying on the bed, or this little maid is in place...

He hadn’t felt this way in a long time... I couldn’t help but ask...

The maid listened to the question, and suddenly her heart was full of anger...Open her mouth and want to answer...

However...

A very arrogant voice came from the door of the hall... “Who among you has the final say?”Stand up, the old man is going to do something.”

Blow up!!

As the sound falls...

There was a purple and red light in the sky, and then the outermost gate of the temple collapsed.

The dust is four...

Standing in the middle of the building is a young man with a large knife.

This young man, in a white robe, plus a coat... under the action of breath, the outer shirt flutters in the wind... a handsome and domineering teenager!

Who is this boy?

The whole three worlds can not find the second he... he is we are forced and funny, the value of the face and sister in the same Ye Chen is also...

Outside the city gate, alone... the middle-aged demon who led the way was driven away by him...

The stagger...

Take a step forward...there is a creaky sound on the ground...there is a lot of noise around... "I think the walls of Shura are so strong... so it seems... it seems to be so..."

However, just in the moment when Ye Chen’s voice fell... hundreds of figures came quickly... they had no extra nonsense, even the kind of “who are you?”There are no lines...

Pull out the weapon in the waist and face Ye Chen to do it...

“There’s a little bit of it everywhere...”

Just a look at it contemptuously...Ye Chen didn’t even move the knife... between the big throes and the formation of the Fa, no other sound came out except for the scream...

The diameter goes inside...

It is a huge square... the very center of the square is a magnificent palace...

To say that the building is really no different from the ancient emperor's design... "Ah... really think of yourself as an emperor... tonic lily..."

What is the least lacking in the palace?The guarded soldiers...

When Ye Chen came to the middle of the square, countless figures appeared again... than the power that appeared before.

I don’t really want to kill innocent people indiscriminately... but you insist on dying... what can I do?”

Tits...

Stand still, put away the purple mausoleum knife... your hands will be determined again...

“Killing you... you don’t have to do it yourself.”

The voice has just fallen... several lines of law formed...

No one escaped the law...

“The old man called you to the door...and he couldn’t get out?”Ye Chen simply stood in the same place with a hand clasped his waist, and one of them pointed to the door of the temple and scolded...

The sound was loud...the whole hall was heard...

Including the green inflammation that is being enjoyed, and the maid... so that after hearing the sound of Ye Chen, the violet syrup in the coma also wrinkled between the two of them...

Slammed to pull out of the movement . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

The handmaid had been very enjoying that pain and refreshment, and suddenly the departure of the green inflammation made the whole person fall empty...

Looking at the purple syrup on the side...hate the heart... "He just didn't look at me seriously... all of you have such a bad face..."

锵啷 ...

The maid did not know where to pull out a pair of scissors . . the sharp part of the face to the purple syrup, "I'm going to destroy you bitch..."

Who is expected that when the scissors were less than a centimeter away from the purple thorny face, the purple syrup jerk opened his eyes . . . staring straight at the handmaid . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

“Ah...” The handmaid took a jump... the body was leaning back... the vacuum body was too late to cover it up... so it appeared in front of the purple syrup...

The purple syrup that had just woken up was surprised... looking down at his body... finding himself still wearing clothes...along breath...

“The bitch!” 🙂

The so-called thin dead camel is bigger than the horse... no matter how weak the purple syrup, the realm is also far higher than the handmaid...

The head of the maid knocked down the wall next to the bed, leaving a smear of red...

"My child..." Purple Wutong is most worried about his own child... grabbing a sheet and wrapping it on his body to leave quickly... his feet are not even wearing shoes...

Speaking of morning...

After seeing the heat, “You’re here?”

“Are you the morning?“The one who killed the messenger?”

The former is to do things, to talk without repairing the edges...

The latter is a careful temptation: a person who can kill even a butcher's messenger is not forced to be under himself.

Hmmm...

Ye Chen smiled... “That’s nothing to say...it seems that the person the old man is going to hit is you...” He didn’t know any but the one he killed himself must have been the young man who bullied his daughter.

Finished...

Ye Chen flash disappeared in the same place... at first glance in front of the green inflammation... the smile deepened... "The old man has something to tell you..."

However ...

The words of the morning have not yet completely fallen...

Just listen to a woman who shouts, “My child...”

Oh yeah!!

Hearing this voice, Ye Chen's face changed dramatically... Smell the reputation, after seeing the woman's face and dress up, it was even tighter in the heart...

Aren’t they the purple?

I fucked?Was she not the princess of Shura?How do you dress... so much?

And... aren’t you fucking having a son?Can’t wait to get along with other men so soon?The child?What happened to the child?

A series of questions appeared in Ye Chen's mind, and for a while there was some confusion...

He was messy, some people were not messy... The moment when the young man saw Ye Chen wandering God... he did not know when a short sword appeared in his hand...

The sword stabbed Ye Chen's body...

“Are you a coward?”“Do you think that would hurt the old man?”

PS: Happy New Year