The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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Several of them were thrilling, almost buried alive, and the body was splashed by a few lava...

Finally, I escaped from the refining workshop.

Looking into the eyes -

In one corner, there is a tiny hole, and the half of the illusion is already drilled in.

But because the hole is too small, she only got into one head, because the **** is fuller, how can I not get into it.

But she is still working hard to drill, while drilling, "ball, don't run, ball, come back!"

Jimo saw this scene and was deeply relieved.

Raise her hand and smash her up.

The face of the fascinating face was full of dirty dust and dirt, and the face turned into a big cat. When I saw the end of the ink, I also complained. "Uncle, he didn't care about me!" ”

After listening to this, Moya guessed that this girl could escape this robbery, it should be because of the ball goblin.

My heart raised a few good feelings for the little goblin.

"Uncle, you will be fine, the ball will ignore you."

The illusion of Yang Yan raised her beautiful phoenix eyes, a small mouth, "How can I do that? I also like the ball to deal with me, the ball is my little friend."

The delicate and beautiful little expression made Jimo’s heart sway, and she did not even abandon her dirty, and put her into her arms. “Is it important that the uncle is important or the ball?”

The voice is low, with a hint of vinegar.

The illusion of death chose the latter, "ball..."

Jimo’s eyes were stunned and his eyes sank. He did not return her words. He gave both of them a net technique and bowed their heads directly to kiss her nonsense mouth.

The aftermath of the explosion in the refining workshop was still ringing, and Moya was so intoxicated.

The illusion was swiftly attacked several times, and the hoarse and dumb protests, but the voice could not come out.

The body was soft and unbalanced, and he embraced his strong waist.

The eyes are turning like water, a pair of **** undulating, squatting at the end of the ink, like burning oil on the fire.

Under such a broad daylight, Jimo was restrained, and did not kiss too deep for too long.

Over there, the goblin soldiers from all directions came to fight the fire, and the noisy mess was a mess.

Jimo is not willing to be reluctant, and is not willing to be here, being surrounded by his woman's charming gesture.

Who knows, that is, Moya will let go of the illusion.

The illusion of resentment blames, "Uncle, why do you like to eat Yan Yan's mouth?"

Jimo Ya took her to her arms and smashed it. "Do you like uncles?"

The illusion turned into a serious thought, "I don't like it, soft, eat it, Yan Yan will have no strength..."

Jimo was stunned by her straightforward words, and there was a fire in her heart, and her breath was a bit deep. This **** Yan Biantou, these simple and straightforward words, is comparable to the most powerful effect of the ******.

The big hand caressed her waist, and she groped hard, and through the soft cloth, he could burn her.

"Uncle, you have a fire on your hand..." The illusion was uncomfortable.

A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes flashed two big characters: no flaws!

Jimo gnawed his teeth and exhaled.

He stopped holding a fire in his hand, and his heart was on fire!

This girl was so dead, he was almost unable to endure the day when she recovered her memory and restored her soul.

Anyway, he will be his woman in the future, and he will not be able to do it directly.

Suddenly, in the little cave that had been fascinated by the illusion, there was a pair of dark eyes staring at the two.