Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 777 is not a ghost.

The sneer of the night clearing caused the attention of the people inside.

"Old Seven, come back, my grandmother will accompany you for dinner in a while." Seeing the night clear, the ancestors' sturdy face, showing a bit softer.

Night mad face, iron and blue, watching the night clear eyes, although not like the gentleness of the ancestors, but there is no past disgust and hatred.

He just faintly beheaded: "When you come back, just go to the lobby and wait for a while, and the family will have a good meal."

The gentle words of one person and one sentence are a great stimulus to the delicate woman lying on the bed.

Once upon a time, would people at home be so pleased with her?

Even if she sacrificed everything at first, she hooked up the cold wind bib, which coincided with all their arrangements.

The ancestors did not please her.

The father did not please her.

Nothing was done at night. No, the night cleared her. It was the night that cleared her hands and ruined her...

But it is the kindness and tenderness of the ancestors and fathers?

Why?

Why is she the one that was abandoned?

The eyes of the night are shallow and hateful, like a poisonous snake, entangled in the night.

She hates the night.

Hate the night and take away everything, hate the night and ruin everything.

If she is really dead, before she dies, she must also clear the night and bring hell!

Strong hatred, how can I not feel the night clearing.

The night was clear and calm and indifferent to the gaze of the night, and the curvature of the mouth became deeper and deeper: "Is this big sister abandoned by the second emperor?"

She did not care about the existence of ancestors and night madness, and walked slowly to the bedside.

The old ancestors and the night madness did not stop.

When they came to the yard at night, they performed a drama that completely abandoned the night, but was it to show the night?

Naturally, they will not let the night fall, so they will leave directly.

The night was shivering and shivering, shrinking back, full of fear: "You...what do you want to do!"

The night was just parked at the bedside, leaning down slightly, half-sweet, charming and narrow: "What can I do? But I want to appreciate it... The big sister is like the dog of the family."

She laughed and laughed, and couldn't conceal the ridicule: "The older sister thought that he was the real chess player. Now, as a discarded chess piece, what does the big sister think?"

"You!" The night is shallow, and the cockroaches are big and full of grievances. "Night! Clear! Fall!"

"The big sister is now not only discarded by the second emperor..." The body that fell in the night, slowly gathered into the ear of the night.

The cold voice, like the yin wind, followed the shallow eardrum at night and poured straight into her heart.

"I even gave up my eldest sister at night."

The night is so shallow that you can get out of it.

Suddenly, the night was pale and the whole face was pale. One hand grabbed his chest and one hand pressed against his abdomen.

The night fell and the eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a sneer.

Blinking, the figure that covered the light ears at night, has stood at the door of the room.

At the same time, a **** water was sprayed in the shallow mouth of the night.

In the blood, there is still a piece of minced meat.

This is to vomit all the blood of my heart.

The night was shallow and weak, and fell on the head of the bed. The eyes of the resentful and hateful eyes were locked in the body of the night: "The night is clear... I will be a ghost, and I will not let you go!"

She tore the scorpion, sharp and complaining.

Like a curse, straight into the eardrum of the night.

The people in the whole room couldn't help but squat down and swayed.

(End of this chapter)