The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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Moreover, there is not only damage between us, but also the existence of white dust seals. He wants almost no life for me, not him, I may not be able to live to this day. Regardless of his thoughts on me, I appreciate him, respect him, and love him. As long as he does not leave me, I will not take the initiative to leave him. Can you tolerate the existence of such a person between us? ”

That is, the face of the ink is black, how is it possible that he has long been obsessed with white dust?

However, he knows sensibly that the meaning of white dust is now more important than the present.

Today's Xiaoyan can't come hard, only let time, let the sincerity soften her, in order to have a chance.

If the white dust is sinned, I am afraid that Xiaoyan can immediately turn his face with himself.

Thinking of this, Jimo can't help but feel sad.

Sure enough, being a man can't be too irony, and the body is not too shallow. Now he and the position of the white dust seal have turned up in Xiaoyan, which really makes people vomit blood.

Therefore, even if he vomited blood in his heart, his face would agree with all the decisions of Xiaoyan: "I know that it is too difficult to return to the past, I know that white dust is your benefactor, that is, my Benefactor! I am grateful that he is too late. Without him, I will completely lose you, so no matter what he is, I will not care about him.

Just, Xiaoyan, I don’t ask much, can you give me a chance? Don't deny me so decisively - "At the end, the meaning of the pleading in the tone is obvious.

Can make Jimo the whisper, except for the illusion, no one else.

It’s a slap in front of the illusion...

For a long time, she heard her voice, "Okay-"

Then she was forced into a familiar embrace by a force. She closed her eyes and stopped. Just like this, give him a chance and give himself a chance!

Xiaobao also needs a complete home, isn't it?

In the past few years, I have owed too much to Xiaobao. I will try to make up for the child in the future.

In the past few years, Moya has thought about the scenes of thousands of times, and once again embraced the beautiful people, this is achieved. He is too excited to suppress himself, and he is a little trembled.

The voice choked, "Xiaoyan, the past is like a cloud, the past has passed, from now on, when you first met me, I am very glad that I will meet you in my life, I am lucky."

The illusion is infected by him, and he can also infect her emotions.

The love buried deep in her heart is like a wave of waves.

Relying on him, "Jimoya, I forgive you this time, no next time."

Jimo Ya whispered in her ear. "I was originally a sacred sacred sacred person. I was born with you. Xiaoyan, my mission in this life is to love you..."

Kissing on the illusion of the lips that made him covet for a long time.

The illusion of the face is chaotic, and it seems to return to the time of youth.

***

After Lingbao’s mainland calmed down completely, everyone began to free up their hands and feet to prepare the funerals of several heroes who died in the battle with the Devils.

Nangong Beichen and Crazy Saint, and the funeral of the two demons are very low-key.

The widows of the two demons have long been brought back to the Yaozu by the illusion of Jiuli, and naturally there are ways to bury the Yaozu.

Nangong Beichen has no bones and can't find any wills.

It was still the illusion of the face and the collection of the clothes of the Nangong Beichen, which was handed back to the Nangong family.

The Nangong family set up a cloak for the Nangong North Morning, the most prominent and most distinguished place in the Nangong cemetery.