Chapter 1832 (1/2)

The night clear falls blinks pure pure pure pure innocent Mei Mou, smilingly says: ”because, I have protection god.”

Patron saint?

What the hell is that?

Seeing the old king, he was full of manic uneasiness and doubt.

The night clear falls very kind of toward not far away raise a voice way: ”my protection god, here someone wants to see you.”

In the air, there seems to be a faint sigh.

That sigh, but also shows a light to spoil and helpless.

The next moment.

The surrounding breath fluctuates, suddenly agitates, the vigorous pressure on the people, almost breathless.

Immediately, you can see the void space, under the dark.

A man dressed in purple robes, like a banished immortal, stepped into the air.

The purple robe is gorgeous.

Walking slowly, the body is surrounded by a purple streamer.

In the darkness of nothingness, extremely eye-catching.

When a few pairs of eyes, settled in that gorgeous face.

Several people's legs, suddenly between a soft.

The next moment, has been ”Hula” kneeling on the ground.

The old king of gold ignored the Yan fan which fell on his neck and knelt down on the ground.

Sharp blade, cut his skin.

He also ignored, respectfully knelt on the ground.

Night Qingluo takes back the Yan fan, and reaches out his hands to the man who is facing him: ”protect God, embrace him.”

Men's peach blossom eyes are overflowing with a pool of spring water.

He looked at the eyes of the night, doting and gentle.

He reached out and caught the girl.

Long fingers, gently brush her forehead broken hair.

Night Qingluo contentedly rubbed in his palm, such as the cat who steals fishy successfully.

The sweet atmosphere between them.

Anyone can see the relationship between them.

The old king was almost in cold sweat.

No wonder