Venerated Venomous Consort

Ink did not expect that she would swear, sneak a little, and then laughed again: "Well! Whoever runs the grandson! Oh, I will let you **** power!" He has made up his mind This time, as long as she wins her, she will force her to be forced! Let her be his woman. Even if she can't get her heart, it's good to get her body.

He wants to see her look like tears under him, and he would rather ruin it if he can't get it!

He called in the palm of his hand, and a **** sword quickly formed in his palm.

The sword front is like a fire, but it is cold and sharp like ice. When it first appeared, it seemed to bring the sound of screaming and whistling. The glaciers that were not frozen for a long time were originally flowing, but when the sword came out, the glaciers instantly solidified and the coldness was cold. It seems that it can split the robes of people.

Gu Xi's sleeves hang down, and the palm of his hand also showed a soft cord, a soft cord that flashed with colorful light, a soft cord like a whip, a slight jitter, it was a straight one, and the soft cord flashed, such as dyeing Xiaguang.

Her original peerless soldiers were basically sent by her emperor's clothes. After breaking with the emperor's clothes, she returned all the things he had sent back. She did not need to use the skills she taught.

And this soft cord is her condensation with the soul force, just now there will be Xiangguang to cover the entire ice seam.

The ice crevices were originally light blue ice, and they were lining up by the colorful soft cords.

Mo Yan looked at her soft cord, and there was a strange glimpse in the shackles. He never thought that the knives that he took out at this moment would be a soft cord. In his impression, she has always been good at making swords...

"You are a very fancy thing, and the emperor's clothes are passed on to you?"

Gu Xi's lips and micro-hooks: "It's quite fancy, but it's also your life!" Soft ropes, like a practice, flew toward the ink.

Momo laughed: "Very good, I have to see how this soft thing wants the life of this seat!"

In the blood sword, the swordsman, who is flying out of Zhang’s long, flies toward the soft rope!

His blood sword is an ancient magic soldier, nothing to lose, even if the sword created by Diamond Diamond can be broken into several segments by this blood sword.

What is even more terrible is that this blood sword is imprisoned with countless fierce grievances. With the blood sword waving, the spirit of grievances turns into swordsmanship, and when the gods kill the gods, they encounter the immortals. This blood sword was originally intended to deal with the Holy Spirit, but now it is used in Gu Xizhen.

If the sword of the blood sword is really slashed, it will freeze her directly into a hail, and let Momo do whatever he wants.

The blood sword and the mans and the soft cord touched each other, and the ink was full of the chilly gas that passed the soft cord to the Gu Xizheng. The frozen hands and feet were not working. I didn’t expect the soft cord to suddenly Bright and bright, the colorful light flickers, and the bright red grievances are instantly suppressed and purified...

He was shocked, the blood sword retreated, and the grievances in the blood sword had been purified by the soft light of the soft cords.

"You--" He looked at her in amazement: "What is your effort?!" He has never seen it.

"Make your life hard!" Gu Xi's soft rope was once again turned into a Hongqiao phantom, and he was entangled in him.

Colorful phantoms, the light shines, there are countless Sanskrit on the soft cord, the petals are like falling in the air, where is the fall, where is like being boasted by the spring breeze, the ice is frozen, the glaciers are reopening...

Ink eyes blinked!

Now, the effort to make a fuss is not only extremely strange, it has never been seen before, and it is very powerful. It seems that it is not worse than the Holy Man’s personal shot...