Chapter 1167: Right Devil - Si Nanqing

"Little purple child! Just night brother... Is it scaring you?" The night charm looked dark and dark, and then asked.
Curtain Yun Zihui smiled: "How come?" Then added: "The night brother is always the best, the gentlest person in the eyes of Xiao Zier, no one can replace the position of the night brother in the heart of Xiao Zier. ""
Yes, there can never be such a person who can replace the night charm in her heart.
Shangguan Yunyi is his own lover. In love, she is full of hearts and the people she wears.
Repairing is my own brother, and it is a relative who has lived for millions of years. This is also impossible to be replaced.
The night charm is a special existence. He is his own reborn parents, and he is his most beloved relative, and he is the savior of himself and Shangguan Yunyi. Who can replace such a person?
No, never will...
The red lips of the night charm, the corner of the mouth slightly evokes a cloud of light wind, and it seems to be a satisfied smile. She can't be her beloved, but she can have a unique position in her heart, which is the most worthy of him. Happy one thing.
"is it?"
The night enchantment sound is very light and light. He seems to be asking for a cloud, and he seems to be asking himself.
Two "most" words, which makes him a bit flattered, the best and the gentlest...
"of course."
I didn’t think so much, I naturally answered the question of the night charm, and took the blood of the demon from the head. If she didn’t feel wrong, the blood of the devil was talking to her, let her put It is placed in her space to grow.
"Little leaf! You just said that as long as I put you in the space to plant, then will you give birth to a lot of blood of the little devil?" The curtain cloud purple pokes the blood of the devil, feeling pokes it I have a lot of interest, but my heart is thinking: If the blood of the magic can be planted, can other flowers of the Seven Souls be planted?
Who knows, the curtain cloud purple just just smiled and tried to finish these, the blood of the magic gave her a shaking head.
"No?" The curtain cloud purple is not a lonely state of mind, but rather casually said. "Hey, I thought I could plant the blood of the little demon. It seems that you are suffering! Your sister will not kill you if you don't kill me. If I don't kill you, it's me who died..."
The night charm looked at the curtain-opening purple, but just shook his head with helplessness, but with a boundless pet.
Blood of the Devil: "..." He is not talking about space, it is a spiritual field, a spiritual field... God! I can’t speak for Mao now?
Just when the blood of the demon was about to collapse by the curtain cloud, the white that had not appeared for a long time suddenly flew out of the space of the curtain.

咿~!呖呖!

"Master! Master! Do you want a silver house?"
As soon as Xiaobai came out, his relatives glared at the small face of the curtain. That way, like you can't wait to break into the body of the curtain.
When the curtain cloud purple looked at the white, put the blood of the magic on the head, let it continue to make decorations, then hold the white in both hands, and the relatives used the forehead to lick the white: "Of course I want my family white La!"
Seeing the appearance of Xiaobai Meng, a love of the curtain cloud instantly turned into a warm water, her beasts are almost all sprouting, or it is beautiful.
The cute little fox grows up so that she can only see and can't touch.