Chapter 221: The Seventh King of the Weak Chicken King (38)

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This white woman is stupid, and she should know that the person who knows the time is Junjie.
Even if she can't make it true, the current momentum is enough to make people avoid it.
Tomorrow, it is the day she wants to marry the enchanting.
She asked countless times the system, whether her blood sacrifice ceremony was successful, and the system did not tell her an accurate answer.
Because, there is no answer...
On that day, the emperor's pavilion was full of light, and the sky was like a white, lightning, thunder, and wind.
Everyone said that God is obviously spiritual and worships slyly. Even the emperor was awakened from his sleep, and immediately fell to the door of the dormitory, and stayed up all night.
No one knows what happened to the evil spirits. After all, they have never seen such a sight.
They don’t even know if it’s a good or a fierce...
Luo Dust stood in front of the window for a whole night, never closed his eyes.
Jun Yaochen did not come to her, after all, she was already in the bag, and it has nothing to do with seeing.
Tomorrow, she is his prince, and he is always on the side of the day and night, and he really does not worry about it.
Early the next morning, she saw a long-lost face.
- I miss you.
When she saw the first sight of Luo Dust, she immediately squatted down. It seemed to see her relatives and cried.
And at this moment, she was red-eyed.
I missed the injury, but the wound on my body was well wrapped. Luo Dust asked about the situation, only to understand the white woman she reprimanded last night, looking for the Prince to complain.
I really like the typical representative who gives a small knife in the back.
The thought is that she brought it out of the prison in advance, and the white woman whispered softly toward the enchanting.
Jun devil lips and a smile, they agreed.
Since the next person made his future Prince Edward feel unsightly, he changed it.
In my thoughts, he did not intend to kill.
"Pour the king... Luo... oh..." I looked at her, and I stopped talking. I said a few prefixes but I couldn’t say it.
Now, she doesn't know what to call her.
She hopes that he is the king of the king, this life is the king of the king. As long as they are by their side, watching their happiness and love, they feel happy.
But now, the Lord is no longer there. The king of the king has to become a prince, then where should she go?
"You just shouted according to the original, anyway, it didn't matter." She smiled softly, sitting in front of the bronze mirror, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.
"Pour the king, do you really want to marry the prince?" I looked at the phoenix phoenix, neatly in front of the bed, and bit the lip and asked.
"Do I have a choice?" She smiled helplessly and shook her head. "I don't even have the right to die, let alone be a Prince."
She looked at the front not far from her, and suddenly she flashed a picture in her mind.
A white-faced hero of the world, stepping on the colorful clouds, came across her layers of danger, and gently took her hand and took her away.
"Minding will accompany the king of the king... Just like the Lord is around, I have been with you all the time..." Looking at her decisive eyes, she even fell into tears.
All of the world may be the only one who knows her best, because she has been in her eyes for the sweet time of the past, and she is happy for them from the heart.
Can such a day be too short?
Luo fell into the dust and heard a word, a cluster of eyebrows, actually red eyes at this moment. It turns out that a person who knows you, telling your state of mind, will make your heart that has been frozen and dead again.
In an instant, it is fragile.