A stream of energy gently approached the thin female ghost.

Ansu squinted slightly, and wanted to confuse her with this trick?

With a wave of his left hand, a force that was invisible to the naked eye rushed straight towards the mass of energy.

In an instant, a man wearing a black and gold robe showed his form, wearing a jade crown and several hideous pythons embroidered on his robe.

The face is unnatural blue gray, but a face is angular, even if it is a ghost, it is a ghost with a high appearance, although it is a ghost, but there is still an inexplicable royal spirit around the body.

Now the wood is slag again (red): This is a human or a ghost, why am I looking at it a little transparent?

Now the wood is slag again (red): Why can we see ghosts now?

Pompeii's Jade (Red): Were these all captured in the live broadcast room?

Orange: Could this be the ghost king in the biography?

"Who allowed you to come back?" The ghost king doesn't seem to have reacted yet, he has already appeared, and he is still heading towards the female ghost.

"You've asked me this question seven times." The female ghost lowered her head and didn't look at him, her body was already accumulating energy.

"Really?" The ghost king approached again, and at this moment he was only one meter away from the female ghost.

"Excuse me, this king has never seen such a crazy woman as you."

"We've seen it many times." The thin female ghost stubbornly raised her head, her hair fell naturally, and a delicate face appeared in front of everyone.

"Come with me!" The ghost king's temper also came up, and he stretched out his slender hand to pull the female ghost.

It's good to die, and it's the female ghost's already pitiful bathrobe.

Ansu considered that so many viewers in the live broadcast room were watching, and he had to take care of this idle matter.

Unexpectedly, before Ansu could make a move, a cloud of white suddenly appeared and bounced the ghost king out.

The glass was shattered with a bang, and it fell into the rose bush outside

After standing still, the group put on a shiny poos in front of Ansu, which was completely like asking for praise.

"Why are you again?" Ansu frowned at the white mass in front of him.

"I sensed you were in danger, so I'm here!" Little by little, the dumplings squirmed towards Ansu.

This is one with the hanging bomb, right? What does it mean that she is in danger?

It's just that these partners are inexplicably very unhappy to look at this ball.

Dear Tiramisu (Orange): May I ask you what danger the Great Demon King will have? It's good if our anchor doesn't hammer you to death!

The wood is finally no longer slag (red): This dumpling looks a little familiar.

CatLove (Orange): Where did the Wang Xing people come from?

Due to the dimly lit and weird atmosphere in the live broadcast room, it ...... For the first time, there was a state that I couldn't see clearly.

"Go back where you came from, don't expect me to take you." An Suke deeply remembers that this thing is super edible, and the beasts that can always be eaten in the Xianxia world are nothing, but this is the modern world, if the sugar gourd eats eight catties in one meal, the second will be in the news.

The ball on the ground rubbed twice and jumped into Ansu's arms.

Sa's (zuo) Jiao (si) rubbed on Ansu's chest.

And then...... I felt a burst of murderous intent.

A 30-year-old woman is not the same as a 12-year-old!

It's not the same feeling as the Shota back then.

There is a welcome... There are breasts!

Before the group had time to be surprised and rejoicing, it had already flown out.

The wood is finally no longer slag (red): it!

Dear Tiramisu (Orange): Did that thing just bully my male ticket? I haven't even touched it, and it's ......

[Dear tiramisu rewarded a super mace.] 】

Dear Tiramisu (Orange): Kill it for me, I can't see it.

Dear Tiramisu (Orange): I felt suffocated, angry and a little envious at the same time.

Wu Xiangsheng (Orange): At this time, I really want to interview this cute, how does it feel?

[The anchor turned on the entire silence in the live broadcast room for one hour. 】

was attacked by a beast on the chest, and the great demon king's reputation was completely ruined.

Could this be the Great Demon King's slow reaction and lack of reaction? Could this be because her force value is insufficient, and the hammer can't die?

It's TM, I didn't think she would have boobs! There's no way, she's just gotten used to it, and she doesn't remember being a woman at all.

In the strange darkness, the ball turned his back to Ansu, squatting on the ground and not daring to move.

It's how fierce it was when it saw the Ansu Hammer Beast!

As the one that was about to be hammered, I remembered the picture of the blood whirring in the bright world in those years.

At this time, the ghost king floated out of the window and howled angrily: "Who is it! Come out of here! Who dares to spank the ass of this king. ”

This ghost king has changed her painting style before she is terrifying for three minutes, and she has a few leaves on her body, especially a bright rose flower on her head.

With the black and gold robe, it is really extraordinarily contrasting and cute.

An Su squinted his eyes, looking at the cute ghost king, and the knife in his hand gradually condensed into a solid form.

"Who are you? Why do you see this king? ”

"I'm you—" Spiritual power slowly flowed on the Great Demon King's knife.

"Grandma." Silently, he slashed the ghost in two, revealing the padding on the leather couch behind him.

The room that was warm a second ago is already dilapidated this second.

Shi Ruguang looked at Ansu with wide eyes in disbelief, and pulled her bath towel from the female ghost in the corner tremblingly.

I always feel that the picture here is very yellow and violent, and I am afraid (???????????)

The reason why the ghost king can be called the ghost king must still have some strength, he has no body in the first place, although he was cut into two knots by Ansu, but soon they were condensed again.

But he was also greatly injured by Ansu, and after recovering his body, he quietly stared at Ansu's back.

You have the ability not to go, and you have the anger to sprinkle on this ghost king, don't you?

The ball was still squatting there and didn't dare to move, and the ghost king didn't dare to move, although the ball looked cute and harmless to humans and animals.

But only he, as a ghost, could feel the oppression from the depths of his soul.

This ball is not necessarily much weaker than the woman just now.

"Why don't you get out of here, do you want to stay here and watch the deity being pinched?" After a stalemate of about ten minutes, Dango turned his head to look at the Ghost King.

All around it is a huge murderous aura that does not match its shape.

At this time, Ansu was racing on the highway in the outer ring, and the audience in the live broadcast room was thrilled to death when they watched the picture, but they just couldn't make a sound.

The Great Demon King is angry, and next year may be the festival day of that dango.

An hour passed quickly, and the hands of the audience in the live broadcast room were very fast.

Orange: When did you learn this function?

When you're bored! But the Great Demon King doesn't want to talk now.

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