think innocent gl

"Some things, I will say it clearly when the time comes, and some things... I haven't realized it yet."

Yun Shangshu shook hands, "Yan Xitang, stay away from me during this time."

Waking up from a big dream, the long wind arrives.

Nannai changed his fate against the sky, buried the fairy root in the body of the second daughter of the Yu family, and bet on the blood of the ancient king.

Just so that the demon world can return to a god in the future, destroy the rebels, and expel all the fairy families in the territory.

Without absolute power, it would be impossible to revive the Yu family, and not only the rebels stood in front of them, but also the fairy world and the demon world.

Yu Ranmo is a genius of the Demon Race, and also the appointed next Demon Lord, the greatest hope in the whole chess game.

The second daughter, Yu Qingmo, has a hidden chance of winning, and everyone in the know is waiting for her to complete the inheritance.

"Taiyi?"

"It's still early, the only conditions she has are close friends and close relatives, and she still owes one person."

In Moxian Pavilion, the black-robed pavilion master hid behind the giant screen, communicating with the woman inside him in a calm voice.

"Using the way of changing fate against the sky, the body of the god created may not be able to bear the soul of that person."

The woman is obviously very disdainful, something that mortals insist on.

"This is already the limit of ordinary people, not to mention we are waiting this time.

Unlike the previous gods, the new gods born from the symbiosis of immortals and demons deserve the patience of the Eastern Emperor. "

Tai Yiduan sat on a high place, a pair of scarlet blood eyes revealing a faint expectation.

"Mysterious girl of the demonic way, the day she becomes a god is the day when my lord returns."

Donghuang almost gave up hope for this, she lived for a long, long time, and no mortal could reach that state in this long and endless time.

Yu Qingmo woke up early the next morning, with a faint purple glimmer in her black eyes.

She raised her hand and looked coldly at the magic lock chain on her wrist. After what happened last night, there were many thin cracks on the chain.

"I really don't understand why you use this kind of thing to restrain yourself."

As she spoke, she reached out and wanted to tear it off.

A voice of resistance sounded in her mind, refusing her to take off the magic chain.

Perhaps she hasn't adapted yet, and she still can't fully control this ancient body, so she was quickly subdued by Yu Qingmo's main body consciousness.

"Little girl, don't blame me for not reminding you... This chain is a sacrificial object, and it will bite you back in the end."

'She' smiled coldly, staring at her own reflection in the bronze mirror.