Chapter Seventy-Five: The First School Grass Is a Girl (35)

She wantonly vandalized his palace.

She is willful in his demon realm.

She has no scruples about harming his world.

His palace, his demon world, his world, she is his only curse, and her arrogance has harmed him for everything.

And the wicked young man has always just looked at her with warm eyebrows and eyes, watched her be a demon and die, watched her act recklessly and recklessly without ......, when she had done enough, enough trouble, the young man smiled dotingly, approached her, and the blood moon fairy jade that fell on her delicate eyebrows,

"Fu Yao, my world is used to defeat you."

Well, his woe will ruin his world as much as he wants!

"Ragnarok" movie trailer 3:

Gods and Demons.

The Battle of the Ancient Gods and Demons.

The night before the war -

The ancient imperial palace of the wilderness, the peach is dying, and it is extremely beautiful.

The Allure Demon Venerable played by Ye Tingcheng walked towards the Emperor Yao played by Lu Shuangyue.

At that moment, the Milky Way flowed for nine days and the moon, and the stars fell in the sky, and the young man in red embraced her, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were extremely demonic:

"So, between the world and me, are you the one who chooses to give up?"

She had never liked him.

She met his handsome and peerless face, and her eyes were indifferent: "Well, it has always been you who I gave up." ”

The young man leaned over, his knobby fingertips imprisoned her worldly face, and his eyes were bloodthirsty and cold:

"Then what am I?! Your plaything? ”

Emperor Yao looked away coldly:

"Plaything? You're not qualified enough. ”

A pet at most.

Under the disillusionment of light and shadow, the young man's stunning face is as beautiful as a crown of jade.

Poetry: Zhan Bi Qiao, green bamboo. There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding. It's shy, it's shy. There are bandits and gentlemen, and they must not be ridiculed.

But he is the Demon Venerable of Allure.

Unparalleled in the world, poetry, can't compare to his peerless beauty.

"Yu Yao, you should be damned!" The stunning and bereaved young man was angry, leaning over, the shadow covered the girl's whole person, and the moment her lips fell, it was gently imprinted on her charming little face......

Indescribable tenderness.

The next day.

The battle between gods and demons begins.

The two armies confronted each other and were in a stalemate.

The ruins of the ancient battlefield of the primeval flood, the vastness of the heavens and the earth, the ethereal dream, between the nine heavens of the Milky Way, the handsome and unparalleled young man in white is unstained and invincible.

On the Tianhe of the Protoss, Emperor Yao's eyes were fixed on the young demon's face, and her charming little face looked indifferent.

The beautiful eyes were lightly closed, half-covering and half-covering all the pupils, the long eyelashes were slightly constricted, and the moment she raised her eyes again, the girl's pupils were all cold and resolute.

She is the Emperor of the Concubine.

It is also Emperor Fu Yao.

If it is said that Emperor Fu Yao is the supreme god of the divine realm, unparalleled in the world, and her beauty is superb.

Then, Emperor Fu Yao is the supreme belief in the divine realm, the supreme and unparalleled in the world.

Therefore, she can't get rid of the boundary between gods and demons for hundreds of billions of years.

The battle of gods and demons is a fate and shackles that she cannot escape.

He is her demonic Allure Venerable, the supreme of the demon world, and the master of the world.

He is the sole heir to the legendary primeval wonderland.

So—

Allure, I've given up on you. - Emperor Yao.

The gods and demons have different paths, between her and him, there is no end to death, and death is not endless......

The vicissitudes of life, have he and her still come to the point of confrontation now? Hehe.

The desert is yellow sand, and wolf smoke is everywhere.

Ancient miracles, ethereal fairyland.

Like blood, the sun reflects the red girl's unparalleled delicate face.