Chapter 1809: Tearing

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I saw two scenes of men and women stacked together and appeared in front of everyone.
The presence of the audience is all over. When you look at it, you know what it is, and you are all in the face.
"The demon emperor... lighter."
"You are a little goblin... See how the Emperor cleans you up tonight, call me a trace brother, shout loudly."
"Tear brother, slave and Xiyang demon, who do you prefer?"
"Nature is you, the woman of Xi Yan, every time like wood, the emperor suspects that she is sexual (cold), no fun at all."
The woman's charming voice is mixed with the man's heavy gasping voice.
At this time, the man's side face was revealed.
The face of fortitude is full of intoxicating expressions.
After the eve of the demon, the body was soft and almost did not fall to the ground.
In the image, it is not someone else, it is the war mark demon emperor himself.
Although the battle mark never showed such a crazy expression in front of her, it is indeed a battle mark.
Even the scar on the back of his waist was exactly the same.
The woman who was under the pressure of the war was unable to see her face.
The man sweated like a rain, and the woman yelled (吟) for mercy, and it was very hot, until the sound of a slamming door, the roar of the war-marked demon emperor came, and the image slowly disappeared.
The demon soldier was thrown to the ground.
The face of the war in the north, a burst of purple.
All eyes, a momentary look at the evening of the demon.
In the eyes, there is a sympathetic color, but more is with a special meaning.
Unexpectedly, after watching the flower-like jade-like demon, in the situation of men and women, actually like wood, is it a (sexual) cold?
What kind of relationship between husband and wife, what is not only swearing, all are fake.
Woman, the same thing is stripped off.
There is also the war-marked demon emperor. It’s no wonder that the thousands of prisons that are at your fingertips are lost.
This is clearly the first thing to add to the bed, and the result is organically taken by the enemy.
Xizhong old patriarch saw this scene, but also looked pale, and ugly to the extreme.
Earlier, the patriarchs complimented the flattering eyes, and this time they were like blades, flying over and letting the eclipse face no light.
There are other women in the battle mark, which is nothing.
After all, in the case of Xi Zhong, which man does not steal, not to mention the war marks as a demon emperor, there are countless beautiful women beside them.
Xi Yan does not love war marks. In these years, there have been some acolytes in the battle marks.
But those are the things on the scene, in order to prevent the war marks from moving, Xi Zhong is still in the contraceptive sachet of Xi Yan, put a herb that can not let other women conceive.
Therefore, the father and daughter of Xizhong have been identified, and the battle marks will never betray the sorrow.
I know that Xi Yan was just like that. The war marks went to bed with other women, and it was so sorrowful, even more terrible, or in front of so many people.
This is just to face, it is just stepping on the face.
At this time, the old patriarch of Xizhong also noticed the spar.
He frowned and grabbed the demon soldier.
"Where did this spar come from? Where did you let you challenge the demon and the demon?"
"The patriarch, little knows nothing. This spar has just been circulated a few days ago, not only small, but also in the Nanyou military camp."
The demon soldier has a heart of death.
He is telling the truth.
The war-marked demon emperor was suddenly injured and the Nan Youjun defeated.
When the soldiers are defeated, the morale is not high.
But in the first few days, after some of the demon soldiers woke up, there was a similar spar on the pillow.
The image in the spar is the scene of the battle mark demon emperor on the day of defeat, indulging in female color.
For a time, the resentment of the Nan Youjun was screaming.
The real reasons for the defeat of the demon soldiers are blamed on the war-marked demon emperor.
The prestige of the War Marks Emperor in the South is also falling into an unprecedented trough.
The demon soldier was also a moment of color, only then secretly hid it.
I know that today I will be shaken out in front of so many people.
Just after watching the face of the demon, the demon soldier knows that he is escaping today.
Is there such a spar in the hands of the entire Nan Youjun?
There are no tens of thousands, and there are thousands of them.
Xi Zhong recognized it, this spar, clearly is the time of his collection in the study.
It is just different from the dozens of large time crystals in his collection. The time of the demon is obviously cut, and the size is only one percent.
This means that someone sneaked into his study and stole these times.
That person must be the one who destroyed the blood pool before.
Xizhong old patriarchs gasped their foreheads.
Damn it!
This person is really poisonous, deliberately spreading these pieces of crystals, smashing the battle marks, and humiliating the evening.
If he was asked to find out who the man was, he would have to make that person a thousand.
"Yan, this thing, there must be some misunderstanding in the battle. The battle mark is against you, the world can be learned. He will never say that."
In the heart of the war, there is a battle mark in the heart.
This mixed kid, stealing it, and how it was used when people used to record.
Now thousands of prisons have returned to the hands of the North Prison, and the battle marks have been wounded, and their reputation has plummeted. At this time, they can no longer be stiff with the South.
"Misunderstanding, is there any misunderstanding? Is it that the person in the image is not a war mark or that the person is a fake? Why did I defeat the war mark? I used to carry me and other women, and I missed the big thing. Fighting in the north, it is you, you will forgive him!"
Xi Yan sounds sharp.
The betrayal of the battle marks is a deadly blow to her.
"Xi Yan, how can you say this. The war mark is your husband, he is dedicated to love, for you, so far has never been embarrassed. Look at the whole demon world, not to mention the nobles, even in the ordinary demon, and There are a few that can be done. And you, you dare say, you have only one person in your heart these years? In other words, you have been married to him for so many years, never gave birth to a child and a half, he can Have you ever blamed you?"
The war deserted in the north was the elders, and the good words were persuaded, but they were dismissed by Xi Yan, and his heart was not happy, and his lips were opposite.
The words of the desert in the north are undoubtedly worse.
Xi Yan is full of red face, so you are a war father and son.
One 骂 she is (sexual) cold, one 骂 she is not laying eggs.
She Xi Yan is a princess of the Nan Youzu, who was once degraded by people.
One by one, she will not give birth to her, then she will give birth to one to show them.
The blood in the brain rushed, and Xi Yan blurted out.
"Who said that I will not be born, I have his son in my stomach!"
"Yan Er!"
Xi Zhong wants to stop it, it is too late.
"Xi Yan, you really have?!"
When I heard the war in the north, my eyes fell on the belly of Xi Yan, and the color of anger on my face was suddenly replaced by the color of ecstasy.
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