Chapter 223 (1/2)
Seeing that moganna is wearing black lace pajamas, with mountains and charming legs leaking out, I have to say that moganna looks really good without makeup,,,
Wang Kun hid himself in a special way.
”Yes, yes, yes, that's it. It's OK. Yes.”
At this time, moganna, no, it should be cool ice, sitting up from the wound,
”Fred is where Kaisha's Prince is located. It's certainly impossible to go in, but shave Ya's head outside.”
Morgana always thinks there are people around, but there is no one. Maybe it's a rose?
forget it.
Liang Bing stood up. ”No problem.” Liang Bing stood up and went to the big mirror. ”In order to protect Chu Jun, he will send an angel of Yan's level to go there. In this way, ah, by the way, who is the right wing?”
”That's the burning heart,”
Liang Bing took the devil's clothes in his hand. ”Haven't you seen him?”
After she put it on, she turned into bichi moganna. ”It seems that the angels lost a lot in the last battle.”
Moganna admires her devil face in front of the big mirror,
”Ah, it's with you now? Then you can handle it yourself. Is there no problem? Well, OK. Without the sacred wings, Kaisha's combat effectiveness has been reduced by at least half. Well, blow up the giant gorge first, and then kill Kaisha?”
At this time, Wang Kun saw two layers of curtain open. Inside were a glass table, a glass of wine and a glass goblet.
At this time, Mo ganna's tone suddenly rose, ”it's too risky. What if I die?”
Moganna angrily walked aside. ”He m said I couldn't die. I was scratched by Kesha's silver wing. It's hard to cure.”
Moganna went to the glass table just now and said, ”what ya wants most is to break him up.”
As he spoke angrily, he fell up and poured the red wine in the red wine bottle into the glass goblet.
”Then put it in a bottle, you know?”
Wang Kun personally thinks that Kaisha won't. Katha looks very gentle. That's the kind of angel, that's the kind who killed one person for the whole world. She is the goddess who protects everyone.
Liang Bing took the glass goblet with a little red wine and went to a chair and sat down. ”No, no, I have to tangle. It depends on what you support me. The big clock must be used! Well, it must be used!”
Oh, should it be Carl, the God of death? Someone who contacted Liang Bing.
”OK, that's OK.” moganna's tone was flat again. She stood up from the pink chair with a silver edge on the back.
He went to the big mirror again and appreciated his face. ”To tell you the truth, Carl, if you want to kill me, this is your best chance,” moganna touched the mirror with both hands,