Chapter 857: Mary Su Xiuzhen 35

Chapter 857 Mary Su Xiuzhen 35
After a long shadow, he walked out of the black fog, volleyed, black robes without wind and automatic, clothes, a horrible force filled the space, and there was a tendency to see the world.
The dark fog is exhausted, a silhouette that looks like a cold face, a sharp outline, a pair of dark and deep eyes, like an endless abyss, and even the cold and chilly from those eyes.
He was cold-eyed and stunned by the crowds. When his eyes were on Beiyu, the cold eyes were slightly picked up, and the face like frost showed a confused look.
Their bodies are like being settled and they can't move. The men slowly fall down and step by step toward her. Every step, the pace at the foot is much faster than before. It’s just a blink of an eye. People are already standing in her. Before.
He leaned down and sniffed her body, his eyes closed like a general enjoyment.
He looked down at her with a condescending, cold mouth, "You broke the seal."
The north rains a pair of his dark blacks, only to feel familiar, but the familiarity is fleeting, as if it was just her illusion.
"Yeah." Bei Yuyu's subconscious mind.
If anyone is the first to feed him with blood, that person is definitely her.
The man said: "Look at you as the servant of the deity, and give you the servant of the deity."
A glimpse of the north rain, some doubts are that she has an auditory hallucination in her ear.
The man looked at her sly eyes, and in his eyes was properly stunned by happiness.
The man waited for the rain and thanked Dade for thanking him.
Seeing that she had not responded for a long time, the eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the big compassion reminded me: "I don't know how to thank you."
When the Northern Rain sees this, it is a return to God.
It is not that she has misunderstood, but this unpredictable man is indeed letting her be his slave.
Is this the way he repays benefactors? !
If so, then she is not rare.
Bei Yuyu said in a very euphemistic tone: "I respect you, I will not ask you to repay."
The man’s eyes were dangerously picked up, and a sneer screamed at the corners of his lips.
Oh, yes. It seems that you are ready to be like them.

As he said, he saw the old man in white being swayed by a black air, only to hear a scream of screams in the mouth of the old man. When the sound stopped, a pile of white bones fell to the ground, and at the moment of touching the ground, it turned into ashes.
The north rain is scared.
Zhao Yumei first reacted, and squatted forward, facing the man's hoe, his voice hurriedly and earnestly said: "Sir, I am willing to be your slave."
Several other people also reacted and rushed to express their heartfelt wishes.
"Sir, I can."
"Supreme, you will definitely do better than them."
"Supreme..."
The man’s brow tipped slightly, and the chilly lip edge overflowed the two words of Mori’s cold,
dry tongue.

In the next second, Cheng Guangru, like the old white robe, instantly turned into ashes and disappeared.
The man’s evil eyes looked northward, and the northern rains only felt a chill from the soles of the feet. The next second, a group of black gas wrapped her body, and there were few auras in the body, which were instantly sucked dry. .
"I, I am willing to be your slave." Before the life was sucked up by it, Bei Yuyu used all his strength and shouted this sentence.
(End of this chapter)