The villain boss of quick travel delivered to your door

Chapter 62
When Mo Zishu said this, he almost bit his own tongue, and buried it on the prince's chest mournfully, biting his cheek, holding his breath, resisting the urge to bite someone until he bleeds.

This is not Qi Zixuan, you can't bite, after you finish biting, you have to really press down and have a baby.

Qi Zixuan is a half-hearted gentleman, but this master is completely cruel.

"It's good to have more nights." Luo Zecheng embraced the girl who was thinking about it day and night, not only did he not draft his words, but he also threw away his basic conscience: "Ling Yuan needs to spend more time with me and hug me more. "

Hug more.

Your lord, you are really powerful.

If she hadn't stolen her brother's pamphlet in the Mo family and wandered in the treasure house of the demon king, she would have really believed in this evil.

But don't say it, crying is also very useful, this prince seems to be taking this trick.

There is no bloody talk anymore.

"Well, hug more." Mo Zishu put away her sharp claws, continued to pretend to be pitiful, and won Lord Luo's heart, and said softly: "If you have a child, the second young master must also accompany me."

Not to mention goosebumps, she lost all of them.

Luo Zecheng was silent for a moment, tentatively touched the girl's black hair, his slender fingers trembled slightly, curled back and forth tensely, and said lightly: "My name is Luo, and my name is Luo Zecheng, just call me Yixian."

Wanqing, I have pierced through this layer of paper, but now I am reluctant to cut off your wings.

Don't let me down, or you'll all go to hell.

Mo Zishu raised his head quickly, grabbed Luo Zecheng's hand, and slowly placed it on his cheek, smiling sweetly, but the corners of his eyes were still red: "But I named it for Yixian."

It turned out that I recognized you so much.

"Yes." Luo Zecheng held the girl's hand, squinted his eyes, unable to discern his emotions, and asked in a low voice: "What did you think of?"

"I didn't think about it." The girl was annoyed, she didn't miss the deep disappointment in Luo Zecheng's eyes, and muttered: "I just think that I must have a destiny with Yixian in my previous life, so give Yixian my favorite word."

"That's what you said at the time." A smile floated on the corner of Lord Luo's mouth, and it was fleeting, and he had that indifferent look again: "Becoming an immortal is your long-cherished wish."

"That's inevitable." Mo Zishu's nerves tensed, for fear of saying the wrong thing, and when she met that Ni Lin, she was quite tired of being held and locked up: "If you become a fairy, you can be with Yixian forever. Yixian Immortals without spiritual veins can become demons, and even if it lasts for a long time, God will not be able to separate us."

This Mao Shun was very good, Mo Zishu looked at Luo Zecheng's shocked and ecstatic eyes, and knew that not only did he go well, but also went right to this person's heart.

"How did I become a demon?" Luo Zecheng suppressed the tremor in his heart, tightened his arms that hugged the girl, his lips moved slightly, and he held his breath, waiting for the answer, to change the powerlessness he hated.

After becoming a demon, they will be together for a long time.

For a long time.

"Wash the marrow, become enchanted."

Immortals have their marrow broken, their bodies are stained with filth, they suffer from pain and nightmares, they are abandoned by heaven, and fall into the endless hell.

Immortals cut off their marrow, they are ashamed of the gift from heaven, they suffer from the broken soul, they lose their soul, and they imprison the wrath of Bodhi.

One is abandoned by heaven, and the other is disabled and scattered, so don't want children.

In order not to have children, Mo Zishu chose the most ruthless ones, believing that she would be found out in the future, and Luo Yixian was also reluctant to do it; she said that for the sake of longevity, she didn't want children, but only wanted you. Don't talk about touching half of her hair, my master must be loved by thousands of people.

Ugh.

Mo Zishu hugged Luo Zecheng, kissed the cheek compensatoryly, nestled in the man's arms contentedly, and hugged Luo Zecheng's stiff arms, his eyes were like crescent moons.

"When Yixian thinks about it, he will become a demon. If Yixian doesn't want to, I will accompany him."

I will definitely make you dizzy. If I say east, you dare not go west.

At that time, Feng Shui will take turns to see who threatens whom.

　"You think too much." Lord Luo said.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)