Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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No one is not afraid of death, Qi Luoer is no exception

After Qi Luoer walked around the gate of hell, she was afraid of death a lot.

After getting off the Thunderbolt column, he kept staring at Yun Hua's mouth, fearing that something frightening and life-threatening punishment would come out of his mouth.

Hearing that he was going to punish her to the Primordial Realm, although she didn't know what the Primordial Realm was, but judging by the expressions of the people around her, it seemed that it was not a comfortable place. [

Seeing Ling Xuzi's complete appearance again, she knew that this prehistoric world is definitely not a place for people to be!

Qi Luoer was angry and furious.

Does the master think she is not pleasing to the eye?

Must take her life to be reconciled? !

But, but, why did he sacrifice his life to save himself when he was in the hall just now?

What is going on in Master's stunning head?

Alas, Qi Luoer is super depressed.

Why is it that others can travel to the palace and the palace through time travel, just pretending to be a queen and princess.

However, she traveled to such a world of immortals, and was either imprisoned or beaten up, and she almost lost her life several times!

Goddess?Is there such an unlucky goddess like her?

The prehistoric world, wouldn't it be a tribe of primitive people?

Or maybe Dinosaur World?

Alas, when she was in Qianji Cave, at least she could still see someone, but in the prehistoric world, she might not even see anyone, right?

The shadow of Yue Wushang couldn't help flashing in his mind, I don't know if that guy's injury is healed or not.

There has been no news of him for the past few days, and he must have been seriously injured, otherwise he will definitely come to save me...

Qi Luoer's mind was full of messy thoughts.

A pair of eyes were unconsciously focused on Yun Hua's face, a little lost in thought.

Since Yun Hua took the position of the head of the sect, everyone has called him His Majesty, and they can only bow their heads when they see him.

No disciple dared to stare at him so carelessly, [

Even though she was as calm as a cloud painting, she was distracted by her look, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.