Ye Mohan lowered his eyebrows and nodded.

Nineteenth year ago, he sent his own veins for the other side of the sacrifice.

80,000 years ago, after 10,000 years of changes, his martial arts grew a vein.

Although the veins, although not as pure and powerful of the year, will make him the supreme God.

He couldn't stay in the lower bound to wait for his girl.

He can only go to the upper bounds of the flood, pursue the god of immortality, and is completely separated from the current mortal.

At that time, the people in the Seven Kills of the Shangjie came to find him.

He rejected the Seven Killing God of God.

And in front of the fairy gods, he pulled out his own pulse, used the fire of the Yuanshen, and burned it into ashes.

The fairy god was so angry that his face was twisted, and after a while, he left here.

The ashes of God's pulse fell with Ling Tian's Jiuzhou.

Later, it was called Shenmai Jiuzhou.

However, the martial arts of Ye Mohan were damaged, and his subsequent soul lights were also due to the sequelae of the vein.

He will lose his memory of 90,000 years ago, and so is it.

For the first time, he lost God's pulse, he was a normal person who could not become God.

For the second time he lost God's pulse, he was a person who was not healthy.

Just like Chu Yue, who had lost Jin Tong, because of the imperfect body, there were many sick roots.

Therefore, he lost his tendon for the human martial arts, and the blood that was once poured into Mrs. Tianhuang, all gathered to this vein.

Later, it grew into evil roots.

This is the source of his evil king.

"Achu."

Night in Mohan speaks slowly.

Chu Yue stopped asking, but opened his hands, and the smile on his cheeks became more charming.

She said, "Hug me."

"Okay." The man hugged her tightly.

"Go, go into God, chase your Shinto."

"Don't care about me, don't worry about me, because I will go to the gate, I will go to the ladder, and I will do it alongside you."

"Pillow."

"Emperor's realm, looking forward to the salvation of God."

What she hopes is that her favorite man can step on the way of God who should have gone.

Instead of giving up God again and again.

"good."

Ye Mo Han smiled lightly, the evil face of the evil faces was not repeated in the past, the cold frost, and the gentle glacier melted, such as the kindness of the early spring mountain wind.

He was the flower of kaolin, the god of worship of the flood martial arts, and the king of the gods of God in the upper world. He should not fall into the barren land.

Chu Yue hugged the man tightly and sniffed the cold bamboo fragrance that the man's chest was familiar with. She was like a greedy and unable to control the addict.

Ye Mohan raised her hand, and the warm big palm was gently covered in her back of her head. The depths of the purple eyes seemed to be inlaid with a circle of broken diamonds.

He never said.

Regardless of 90,000 years ago, or today, the god of the Emperor Yu is always a woman named Ye Chuyue.

And now, he should pick up the God's pulse that was discarded twice.

Go.

Go to God.

God can protect his woman.

The world is the world of the strong.

"Achu, first deal with it, don't fight, I will come soon."

"Okay." This time, it was Chu Yue nodded and said yes.

Nympho

Ye Mohan left.

The protection of the Jiuyou Swords and the subordinates of the Holy Realm stayed alone, ran alone, and went alone to Shenlu.

That should be his way, his way.

Xuanyuan Xiu asked: "Xiaoye, what is love?"

Chu Yue looked at his lonely and brave back, and said with a smile: "Love is the night in Mo Han."

Xuanyuan Xiu: "Hey, sour toothache."

Chu Yue doesn't know what the real love in the world is.

But she felt that she was most hopeful to walk to each other on the avenue that should have shined to each other.

Her martial arts are too complicated. She can't go to the fairy path, can't step on the way of God, and can't even practice demon, magic and other ways.

She can only go to mortal ways, and use this broken body countless times to become mortal warriors with God.

Nympho

Dawn City.

Worship the square, sing and dance up.

The medium -sized alien dancer moved with a soft waist, wearing a veil on the cheeks, jumping and taking off in the voin.

The weakened tulle clothes were as light as a handkerchief and threw it on the banquet's face.

The banquet to the middle -aged banquet did not take it off the tulle with the fragrance of the sterile girl. Instead, he tightly covered his face and sophisticatedly. The bones were softened.

When he took off his tulle clothes, he showed a face that was satisfied and enjoyed. He laughed and said: "The rumor of the void is soft as a cat, the strange person is fragrant, the beautiful is like a flower, and the beautiful is like an elf. If

If you can stick to your skin and ecstasy, you must be drunk and die, and you will not destroy the world. Today, I would like to thank the Dream King and the Shangjie to invite each other, let me wait, "

"What is the big -eyed blessing?"

Wei Meng put his hand wearing leather gloves, and said with funny: "The official of the Shangguan family, the king raised these strangers, in order to dedicate to you. Relavically, after this battle, the Shangjie will arranges the arranges after the battle.

Go to the middle of the flood and become an independent ancestral gate. "

The Shangjie of the Shangguan tribe and Wei Mengkou said, referring to the Shangjie who came, that is, a black skirt girl sitting next to Wei Meng, wearing a girl wearing a bucket, covering her face, only

The two hair sagged down the shoulder nests along the shoulder nests on both sides.

This black skirt girl is the servant next to Princess Lin Lang, Princess of the Shangjie Magic Road. The owner of Linlang County secretly sent her to overthrow the Emperor's continent.

In this way, the rules of the ladder of the upper bounds are not in line with the rules of the ladder.

"Meng Wang waited for me to think about it, I was very moved, this cup of strange female wine, Leng Mou first worked as a respect."

An older man is the patriarch of the Leng family in the hidden clan.

The reason why these clans were hidden in that year was that they wanted to be strong in private, and when they needed to come again when they came in the future.

But 90,000 years have passed. How many people can remember the beliefs of the great clan and the ancestors of the ancestors?

Who is not remembering the current interests?

Home country.

That's the heroes.

Heroes, only one dead end.

They are willing to be a bear to live, and they are more refreshing than the death of all people.

Not to mention that they are about to go to the middle of the flood, there is a supreme future.

Wei Meng hooked the corner of his lips, drinking a different female wine like Qinghui.

The stranger was transformed by Wei Meng.

Drinks are made from the moon water of a special stranger girl.

Moon water wine, bone raw fragrance.

It seems to be poppy poisonous, addiction.

It will also increase the suffocation of the people's martial arts.

It is true that, regarding the specific effects of different women's moon water wine, Wei Meng did not tell the people of these hidden tribe.

Wei Meng waved, "Everyone, enjoy it, enjoy it, finish the enjoyment, and destroy the martial arts top with the king. What martial arts doors and heroes, you have to die."

The patriarch of the hidden clan, holding the beautiful and beautiful woman, and the bone fragrance of the other person's bone.

Nympho

Nympho

After a chaotic and absurd banquet, Dawn City gathered a large number of hidden clan to the top of the martial arts.

Chu Yuemu sent Ye Mo Han to leave, estimated the time, determined that Ye Mo Han entered the Grand Realm of Jiuzhou, wiped the Guardian Sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "Broken cloth."

"Slave in."

"Can you rest?"
Chapter completed!