Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 1801 is a fleeting worry

White-browed, white bearded old man.

When it is close, the yin is extremely strong.

The night fell back a few steps, pulling the old man in front of him and blocking his face.

However, her movements are still a slow step.

As the guardian of the cemetery rushed over, he saw the night clear.

The face full of yin and majesty, the time became awkward, and the screaming roared: "Well, you are clearing up at night! You dare to come back!"

This scream is deafening.

The tomb of the entire ancestor gave a shock to the earthquake.

The night fell and shrank back and forth: "That... the old tomb, don't be excited, I don't know what's wrong, especially come back to apologize."

"Hey!" The guardian of the cemetery did not scream at the face, and the body of nothingness slammed into the night. "You know what is wrong? You know a hair! According to Laozi’s understanding of you, you are Then I peeked at the tomb of the ancestors!"

The night was clear and I was a little back.

She knows what she is doing, and she knows that the guardian of the cemetery will not be able to shoot at the night family, and her attitude is soft.

"Oh, old tomb, you know me so much, why bother to tell the truth! You just want to apologize, don't you feel comfortable?"

The night's clear sounds reveal a bit of a girl's delicate, seemingly spoiled.

But it is clear that the guardian of the cemetery does not eat this set at all.

It's wide-eyed, staring at the night with anger, and roaring low: "I will never let you take anything away! I won't go to you again!"

Thinking of the last time, the night cleared it and let it taste the last moment of heaven, the next instant of hell.

The guardian of the cemetery said that if he had not made an agreement with the ancestors of the night family, he could not harm the descendants of the night house. It must turn the night into a guardian of the cemetery, let her stay in the tomb of the ancestors for the rest of her life. tomb!

It seems to be aware of the purpose of the guardian of the cemetery.

At night, the body was covered with a sigh of relief, and then he smiled and bent his eyebrows, while using his eyes, he urged the old man.

"The last time I was in a sudden situation, who knows that the elders of the night family flicked and took the water bracelet, in order to get the water bracelet, and replaced it with a new owner."

The night fell and looked pitifully and pouted: "In order not to let the old men's traitors succeed, I have gone with them, and they were blown up by the plane into pieces of minced meat."

The look of the cemetery guardian suddenly became dignified.

The night cleared and found its eyes, a fleeting worry.

That's right! Just worry!

She will never be wrong!

Will the guardian of the cemetery worry about her?

But in the next moment, the attitude of the guardian of the cemetery made the night clear and began to doubt, whether he had an illusion.

"Fried into minced meat? Do you really think of Laozi as a fool?" It wandered around the night in the clearing of the body.

Only the upper body of the spirit, floating a strong yin.

How to look, how surprised.

Its sight falls directly on the body of the night: "Are you a minced meat?"

The night cleared a "tears": "You can keep the soul forever, guarding the tomb of the ancestors, and I can naturally regenerate in another way after turning into minced meat."

The guardian of the cemetery was silent for a moment, and seemed to think of something. The worry in the shackles could not be concealed.

It stared at the night, and the face was darker and more ugly.

Just when the night was clear and creepy, the Guardian of the Grave suddenly slaps and slaps on her head: "I really want to kill you directly, and stay with the Laozi in this cemetery!"

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(End of this chapter)