Correct!

She is no longer mortal, how can a stream drown herself?

After soaking in the water for three days and three nights, the person did not die, but the spiritual power on his body was divided, and he went down the stream all the way, attracting thousands of monsters to gather.

It's also a trouble to be too strong to die, and Gu Nianci, who came out of the water, was even more depressed, looking at the monsters gathered around, he slaughtered the thousands of monsters in anger, making the entire Flying Star Mountain a mountain of blood!

Since then, the female demon Gu Nianci has evolved and begun the road of death!

has become the ultimate female devil in the true sense! The outlier in Han Ya's mouth was finally caught by decent people, and was killed by Han Ya, who had become a Taoist companion with his closest beautiful female subordinates, and sacrificed the ladder of blood to the ladder.

- ENDS.

[Tsk, tsk, miserable!] ]

Qin Woe sympathized for two seconds, tilted his head, and smacked his tongue to make a summary.

[To put it simply, the sanctimonious scumbag male protagonist abandoned the female partner, and after finding true love, he ruthlessly killed the female partner in the name of eliminating demons and defending the road, and walked to the peak of life? ] ]

[It's Gu Nianci who wants too much, but he is obsessed, and the male protagonist Han Ya hasn't done anything wrong. 】

[Tsk.] ]

Brushing her hair, which was wet like a madwoman, and pinching the ends of her hair, she lowered her eyes and chuckled disapprovingly.

[The person who loves you will always not give you enough, and the person who does not love you will think that you want too much.] ]

What to say sober is not the same way, but it is just another way for him to say that he no longer loves her.

Han Ya is not wrong.

Gu Nianci just insisted on his own ideas, so why was it wrong?

However, Qin Woe is not a god, and he does not judge right or wrong.

"Master, have you washed your head? Let's go back after washing? ”

Just when Qin was stunned, a small voice behind her that cowered sounded, startling her and turning around.

"! When were you here! ”

"The little one has been here for a few days." The little disciple with the sword behind the tree was very innocent: "It's just that the head has been washing his hair, so I'm embarrassed to disturb." ”

“……”

The scene was dead for a few seconds.

The girl's irritable voice sounded, and the sound of the water rushing into the river with the little disciple was clear.

"I'll let you wash your hair! Your whole family washes their hair! You wash your hair and soak your head in water for three days, right? ”

"Woo wow wow boss, I was wrong, woo woo!"

Half an hour later, the little disciple who was soaked with the whole person was aggrieved.

"Disciple really doesn't know if you're not washing your hair, next time I'll keep it to save you, okay?"

"Do you want to have a ??? next time?" The grumpy demon half-narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

"It's gone, it's gone." The little disciple immediately shook his head, his eyes were teary, but he was sad for only two seconds, and he blinked: "Hey, what is this on your neck, master?" ”

"What?" Qin Woe leaned over lazily, propped his hands on the ground and looked forward, under the reflection of the water.

On the girl's clean and white side neck, a small fiery red flower bloomed.

Qin Woe immediately remembered that Mo Jin pressed on her neck before.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she burst into a foul mouth.

Day!

How much does that dog like sugar gourds, fuck his sister!!

I actually fucking printed a hawthorn flower for her!

Hawthorn flower !!

"!"

"It's okay! The head is naturally beautiful! It looks good when it grows a flower! People are more beautiful than flowers! Wash the makeup more-" The little disciple immediately patted his ass in a fancy way, bent his eyes and looked at his head with a smile, and then after a pause, his eyes were straight, and he blurted out in a daze: "More, better looking!" ”

The little disciple looked straight, and looked at the beautiful girl who had washed off the fiery red and domineering rouge makeup in front of him, revealing the original delicate and beautiful facial features, and felt that the little heart seemed to stop in an instant.

At this moment, the girl seems to have her own domineering aura, and the green silk hangs behind her wantonly, gently raised by the breeze, and her eyebrows and eyes are sharp and confusing.

For a moment, there was no other thought.

I just want to kneel for her!