President Can Huan: Wife, you are delicious

A rain suddenly started pouring down.

The blood of the ground and the still flowing crimson were all washed away and gradually faded away, and the figure that had gone away made people feel as scary as a black widow!

Everything has become silent without knowing it... It's just that the sky is a little darker...

Evening is the time when the traffic in Ye Lixiang is the craziest, and it is full almost every night, which is not surprising.

So when Hei Yanying arrived here, he didn't ask about the performance here, but walked directly on another private corridor, avoiding the rush, and walked towards the dungeon. [

Not many people knew that Hei Yanying came to Ye Laixiang, and only when they realized that someone had invaded the private corridor, did they find him coming, but no one dared to disturb.

Because no matter what Hei Yanying does, he doesn't like anyone to intervene. He just knows that he is here, so the people here are more careful in doing things.

Walking on the way to the underground city, to be honest, Hei Yanying couldn't help but wonder why he had the courage to create this underground palace back then.

Although he is the emperor who created this place and the real king here, he has to be impressed by the development of the dungeon.

It can earn him hundreds of millions of net profits a year, and to be honest, this is something he never dared to imagine at the beginning.

Just like now, knowing that there are some evil things in the dungeon, but I can't stop them.

He thought he would never step into the dungeon again, but he didn't expect to come this time, for one person...

After passing through the four corridors, when he walked directly to the gate of the fifth corridor, he looked at the gloomy inside. This time, after hesitating for a few seconds, he resolutely decided to step in. He hadn't entered the dungeon for several years. The Temple of Darkness, it has been several years...

Just after he entered, he felt something pressing on his shoulder, and quickly grabbed him, as if... as if he was about to throw him over the shoulder!

That is, this action, all the memories, all come back, this is a game he often played with the Saint of Wind a few years ago, it is him!

The person holding his shoulder is the Saint of Wind, he still remembers, he still remembers this game!

All of a sudden, a certain person was deeply moved. People say that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. Is it just like him, the sage who followed the wind?

I haven't seen each other for several years, and I have always known each other's existence, but that feeling has not disappeared with the passage of time?

After being picked up by the Wind Saint in the air, he quickly used his hands as usual, and pressed on the shoulder of the Wind Saint at the moment when the Wind Saint was about to fall over his shoulder.

Borrowing strength from his shoulders, when he was about to be thrown out by the Saint of Wind, he jumped away quickly by himself and stood firmly on the ground, but the Saint of Wind, after being borrowed by Hei Yanying, , staggered a few steps forward.

Hei Yanying, who had already jumped behind the Saint of Wind, saw that Saint of Wind was still staggering forward due to inertia, immediately put his big hand on Saint of Wind's shoulder, and held him firmly!

And pulled him into his arms, hugged him fiercely, haven't seen him for several years, Feng's body is still the same thin!

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