Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 1224 Why do you care so much about the fan fan?

She must report her, how can it be easily let go of the purple thousand who destroyed the fan fan?

However, at night, there was no excessive behavior.

Even so blindly, Zi Qianqian was taken down by the doctor who was in the medical hall to receive treatment.

The night fell slowly and looked down.

Mei Xiaowei has a strong murderousness.

"That is the scene of the game. If I kill her on the spot, not only I am alone, but also the whole magic class, and... the world mercenary group."

The current magic class and the world group.

Although the reputation is far and wide.

But speaking, it is only the strength of her alone that shocked everyone.

Once she was on the spot, she would have thousands of pieces of corpse.

Not only the purple family will not let her go.

Even the college side can't explain it.

Devils students also need a place like the college to learn to grow.

She can't be tired of the devil's class for the sake of her own selfish desires.

Can't revenge on the spot, but she will use her way to make Ziqian alive... more painful than death.

Purple has thousands of meanings...

However, it is the title of the class of her **** class.

However, she is the first beauty of her beauty.

But it is the power of her cane.

Then...

She ruined the things that Ziqian had gained, bit by bit.

In this game, Zi Qian’s loss is just the beginning.

She will let Zi Qianqian become a joke of the whole Xiqiao continent and even the Nirvana world!

The clearing of the night, gradually falling on the broken fanhead, the thin fingers, gently caressing the fan handle, the eyebrows become soft: "And, the fan fan to protect me to win, at the expense of I don’t want to let the fan of flames sacrifice in vain."

"Yes, the fanhead fan sacrificed himself in order to protect you." Emperor Xu Xuan's warm palms have already floated on her blue silk.

The big palm fixed her back of the head, and he whispered, "So, you should at least not let yourself fall in order to fan the fan."

In the night, I lifted my throat and looked at the face of Emperor Mo Xuan.

The twinkling, filled with gentle peach blossoms, seemed to fall into a warm stream between the hearts.

"and……"

Emperor Mo Xuan pulls a long tail, and the narrow corner of the eye outlines the arc of evil spirits: "Who told you that the flame fan is broken, is it completely broken?"

The night cleared the mind, as if there was any white light, suddenly exploded.

She was charming and quickly grasped the wrist of Di Mo Xuan: "You, what did you just say?"

The flame fan is broken, not completely broken?

In other words...

Did Emperor Xu Xuan have a way to restore the fan flame?

"Before I answer your question, you should answer my question seriously." Emperor Mo Xuan's eye-waves shined slightly, and he used his five fingers to force the night to fall into his arms.

Her face is close to his chest.

The hot and hot temperature also burned her face.

At night, the little hands clenched the clothes on his chest and said eagerly: "You ask, I must answer seriously!"

The attitude of Emperor Mo Xuan on behalf of him must have a way to reshape the fan.

"You...why, so care about the fan fan." The low-pitched voice, like a mellow wine, wraps around the eardrum.

The night is clear and the body feels soft and soft.

The little hand instinctively tightened his clothes.

"Well?" Emperor Mo Xuan's voice was pressed lower, and the tail was slightly high, once again letting the night clear and numb.

Her cheeks were reddish and she shrank her body into his arms: "Because... the fan is my life weapon."

It’s not that the mobile phone is broken. It’s deliberately written off the fan of the little fan. This plot has been designed last month. Baby, don’t forget the properties of the fan fan. ~~嘿嘿~

(End of this chapter)