Queen of the Underworld: Don't be too arrogant, woman

Married to that kid from Nanyuan...

Fengyun married Emperor Mu...

They, they are going to get married, they are going to get married.

Disha's nails almost dug into his palm in an instant, but he didn't feel the pain.

In silence, Disha didn't say a word. [

There was an eerie silence in the hall.

The King of Hell looked at Di Sha like this, and sighed heavily for a while.

"Why, there are so many women in the world." After finishing speaking, she turned around and was about to walk outside.

There are so many women in the world, Nahelian Fengyun is no less than one.

If you dare to harm his son like this, then don't blame him for being cruel.

If you can't get it, it will be ruined.

What Nanyuan, what emperor, it's all nonsense.

If he dared to hurt his son of the king of hell, he would have to pay the price.

With menacing momentum, the king of hell strode out of the hall.

"I just love this one." Just as the King of Hell was about to take a step, Disha's hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

Very dark, very heavy, but very heavy.

"You..." The King of Hell instantly turned his head and was furious.

Di Sha, who was lying on the bed, slowly closed his eyes: "This is my business, I will handle it myself."

That was the one he loved, and he fought for it himself.

Whoever dares to touch a single hair of her, he will fight him desperately.

The King of Hell heard Disha's implication, and was almost speechless in anger.

He stared fiercely at Disha for a while, then slammed his sleeves and strode out.

He doesn't care how his son is an outlier.

The side hall is deserted, gloomy and quiet. [

Di Sha lay on the bed, silently opened his eyes and stared at the roof for a while, then sat up suddenly.

Regardless of his injuries, he got up and rushed out.

There is no way to ignore it, no way to ignore it, no way to ignore it.

They can't get married, can't...

The smoke flew up and enveloped the surrounding fields.

The little waves and magnificence are hidden in the deep gloom.

What is love, what is love.

The cold wind blows the world.

This winter's icy day, at this time, the heat in Nanyuan is in full swing, but it is also exaggerated to be as warm as fire.

On a good day and auspicious day, Emperor Nanyuan will get married.

99 flying winged dragons, circling the sky, disdain Kyushu and sing.