Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

The strength of the Emperor Jinyue is not low, but it is obviously not enough compared to the Fengchu song. Now he knows that he can't directly fight Fengchu song, he will move his mind.

As early as he was, he had already noticed the demon night standing on the side of Feng Chuge.

The face of the demon night is not good-looking, and the reason that the two days have been tortured, the whole person seems to have already lost a round, and because of this, it looks very thin and presents a pathological condition.

Looking at the demon night, Jin Yue’s eyes flashed a few minutes 诡谲

Since you can't move the Fengchu song, then you can start from the night! !

Thinking, the body of the Golden Emperor quickly crossed in the air, the next moment, directly behind the demon night, a pair of hands, deadly stuck in the throat of the demon night -

"Yellow-haired girl, I want to scatter on the site of my Jinyue, you are not enough!!"

As he said, he licked the hand of the demon night throat and gradually increased his strength.

At the same time, the group of guards who had already been broken up on the side, once again surrounded each other, formed a battle, intending to attack the Fengchu song again. The other group of dark guards, but also one by one, the spirit of shaking up, watching the Fengchu song, the eyes are full of killing.

At the moment, the demon night is weak and can't break free.

Watching the Emperor Jinyue hold the demon night, Feng Chu songs flashed.

She, the most hated is the threat of others!

I noticed the sharp eyes around me, and the curvature of Feng Chu’s lips was getting deeper and deeper. Her scorpion, which was unknowingly cold, kept a close eye on everyone present.

Originally... she really wanted to let go of this group of people. But now...

She was cold and sullen, her lips were light, and one word, one sentence, with the cold wind, pierced everyone's bone marrow -

"You, people, all, want, die!"

At this moment, the purple woman stood in the wind outside the hall, letting the wind blow her hair. Three thousand hairs fluttered, and the clothes slid with the wind. Under the moonlight, the cold face is even more unique. It is obviously such a beautiful person, but at this time in the cold wind, it is like a **** repair! There is no weapon in her hand, just clenched her fists, and the huge killings are overwhelming.

When the murder of the heavens oppressed all the people to suffocate, the Emperor Jinyue was in a state of sorrow.

However, it has already reached this juncture, and can only continue to move forward.

Moreover, he is the emperor of Jinyue, and his self-confidence is extremely high. It is impossible to bow to a little girl! !

It’s just that the hand that is holding the throat of the night is tightening more and more –

"You... don't mess, or I will kill this person!"

Feng Chu Ge's red lips are cold, and the killing of the whole body is becoming more and more profound.

She slowly went down step by step, watching the Emperor Jinyue. "Sure enough, the upper beam is not right." What kind of daughter is there? It seems that it is not enough to teach the small one today. I have to teach you the old one!!"

After all, Feng Chuge’s purple body suddenly flashed...

Under the moonlight, the purple plain shadow flew in the air, like a nine-day mysterious woman, light to the extreme, no one can see how she shot.

When the screams of the Emperor Jinyue came from the ear, all the talents discovered that the body of the Golden Emperor had already been hit and slammed toward the side.

And the purple woman is standing on the side of the demon night with a smile...