Chapter 637: The tomb of the tomb is too stuffy. Sao 25
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They were left in the left to a magnificent villa, everything was wonderful.
I finally became a rich lady of the rich family. Every day, the cost of wearing and wearing is the best. Even I have a handsome and unfair husband.
Canola glass always feels that it is wrong!
It should be that everyone's place is wrong!
Shouldn't she be stealing a tomb? !
She did not exchange the ticket back, how did she return to the world? !
Luo Liyan pushed open the fiance who wanted to bring the ring for himself, and stepped back two steps.
"Smoke, what's wrong with you?" The handsome face of the man is full of doubts.
"You go away! You are fake! You are all fake! I shouldn't be here! I want to go back!" Luo Liyan lifted the skirt and turned and ran out.
There was a faint sound behind him.
"Why do you want to go, isn't this what you always wanted to do? I did it for you directly. What's wrong?"
What is good!
It’s all fake!
Who wants to stay in the false world for a lifetime!
Luo Liyan pushed the door open, and the glaring sunlight outside made her wake up instantly.
I saw everyone close their eyes and lie on the ground. At first glance, they were caught in their own nightmare.
Suddenly a small whisper swallowed Luo Xiaofeng as one of the earthquakes. When he lowered his head, he saw the ink smashed into a corner, and his body shook slightly.
Luo Yufeng did not know what he dreamed of, but he was able to make people like him cry, but it was a very big thing.
He was busy with the first two steps, kneeling in front of Mo Yan, reaching out and patting him.
"Ink! Wake up! You wake up! Those are fake, all fake!"
"Ah! Ah!" Ink suddenly raised his head suddenly, and it was a very handsome and handsome face. It became like a ghost at the moment, with long fangs, **** eyes, and even tears flowing down. Bright red.
Luo Yufeng slammed back two steps, then lifted his foot and smashed the past.
However, the seemingly human flesh and blood area is as hard as steel, and her foot hurts the entire leg directly.
Ink's sharp, like a paw-like big palm, grabbed Luo Xiaofeng, and the whole person flew forward and threw her down on the ground.
Luo Yufeng felt a pain in her shoulder, and the coldness was like an ice arrow that hurt her whole person's frozen head.
She wants to struggle, but the blurring of consciousness is an instant thing.
The breath of the soul accompanied the blood into the mouth of the ink, and he tried to swallow.
So sweet, familiar taste!
Ink sighed in his heart, and suddenly the whole person was stunned and thundered.
"Smoke!" The ink slammed and pulled out his teeth, and his face gradually recovered from human appearance.
Luo Yanfeng’s head fell to one side, and a faint frost appeared on his face.
"No! You won't have anything to do!" Mo Yan stretched her hand and dragged her head, carefully holding her into her arms.
Just in the illusion, he dreamed that the smoke was in front of himself, and he died again. Even the soul was shattered and could no longer be saved.
He will know that it is a fantasy, but in the end he still lost his mind.
I know that in the real world, I really hurt the smoke, and the taste of the soul...
