Looking at the lively man in Xuanyi outside the restaurant, he looked at her with cold eyes full of panic, and smiled even more happily, as if he was looking at a plaything that had already fallen into his trap.

The wind passed, raising the green silk of his sideburns, which was reflected in the red pupils, making those bewitching eyes have a touch of weird coldness.

Although she has lost a little weight and has a little less meat, but it is meat anyway, and his little brothers can also share a bite, right?

"Demon Lord, you're too bad, but Mitsuka likes it!" The three-headed snake said cheerfully over his shoulder.

The Demon Lord is the head of their Warcraft, and he is bad enough to be qualified to lead the Warcraft, and he is more capable of controlling the Warcraft and based on the Warcraft Continent,......

Chapter 151 of "Dressed as a Waste Material Painter, Crazy Drop the Vest on the Road to Cultivating Immortals" Chapter 151: The Demon Lord is hitting with his hand, please wait for a while,

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