Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 2011 Night Clearance (1)

Night maple blame no fear: "Well, you killed me, hahaha... Anyway, thousands have died in your hands, and I don't want to live alone."

Suddenly, his expression was abrupt and cold, and his voice turned: "But... before I die, I will definitely make your shameless mother, the shameless things that are done, public!"

The night is clear and charming.

Her whole body suddenly surged into a powerful airflow.

It is like a whirlpool, rolling like a tide.

The charm of the pair of Ming Yao, in this moment, seems to have been stained with blood.

The laughter of the night Fengru suddenly stopped.

He is far from the night.

When the night falls, the whole body is swept up and one after another.

The night of Feng Feng, the whole person, was swayed by the circumstance and flew straight out.

The laughter of the night Fengru suddenly stopped.

His face, his time is extremely white.

The power of the night falls.

Strong enough to exceed his expectations.

"God... Miss Seven is the supreme powerhouse in the realm of heaven!"

"Good power! Supreme strong... Supreme!"

"Miss Seven is like ... only fifteen years old, fifteen-year-old Tian Xuan Supreme... There is absolutely nothing between heaven and earth, only one person, ah!"

"Everyone has forgotten that Miss Night Seven is actually... this year has just begun... cultivation..."

The whole audience, because of this sentence, is silent.

Yeah, how did they forget...

In the past fifteen years, nightfall has been a famous waste!

In other words...

The night is clear in a few months... In less than a year, from a waste, cultivation has become the strongest of Tian Xuan Supreme?

Hey!

They don’t believe in killing them!

They would rather believe in another legend of the people -

Night clearing is actually playing pigs and eating tigers, always hiding their true mysterious steps, until you find the big backer of Emperor Zun, dare to be bold and bold to tell your strength!

Here, everyone was shocked by the night and couldn’t return to God.

On the other side of Bei’s, it’s pale, struggling to get to the front: “Miss Seven’s hands, and Miss Seven’s hands...”

But she has not moved.

The ancestors were dead and smothered her shoulders.

The force is great, it seems to be unloading her shoulders.

Bei Ming’s crazy struggles and painful facial features.

"Old ancestors, I beg you to let me go, Confucian is my life, I can't lose him..."

Let Bei Ming's crying.

The ancestors had been gloomy with a face, and they refused to let go of their hands.

Powerful Xuanli under pressure.

Night Fengru was forced to roll on the ground several times.

The chest can not withstand such a squeeze, the throat is a sweet, burst of blood.

Night Maple supports a rockery in the garden, smearing the blood of the corner of the mouth, and laughing openly: "The night is clear, isn't it... Are you not interested in your mother's things? For you at night, why? I don’t know why I’m being squeezed everywhere?”

He relied on the rockery, gasping, word by word, clear words, and the sound also used Xuanqi, spread every corner of Sanquanzong.

"Night clear, your mother is a female daughter of watery Yanghua! In Sanquan Zongfu as a wife, still unwilling to be lonely, in the outside hook three ride four, the last accident, pregnant.

At that time, my father was on other continents. It has been two months, and the pregnancy time is simply not right.

Your mother worried that her own deeds had been lost, and on the night of her father’s return, she designed her father and entered her yard..."

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