An adult **** and Buddha in white holding a witch in black was too conspicuous. The two descended from mid-air, the powerful clothes of the aura flew up, and they really inhaled the eyes.

What most surprised everyone was that Lord God and Buddha hugged the witch and flew a few laps in the air before landing on the ground.

It's almost like posing ...

It can also look great!

Everyone can't wait to rush up and crush the witch into a corpse, and then turn himself into the man in the arms of the **** and Buddha.

If they can be held by gods and Buddhas, they feel like they have become witches and broken bodies.

This piece of lost land, which was supposed to be covered by wind and sand, became a sea of ​​flowers in the sky at the next moment.

Without the wind and sand, without the dust of the sky, there is nothing to swallow the beasts and demons.

In the eyes is a gorgeous and beautiful sea of ​​flowers.

The man fell into the sea of ​​flowers holding the song, and he was still in a spotless white suit, still with starbrows, staring eyes, and a big bald head.

But his face was different from usual.

There was a dark mass at the center of his eyebrows. Looking at it, the dark mass looked like a small tree. He could even see the trunk, the branches and the leaves.

Obviously small, but each branch is extremely clear.

Yan Ge nested in his arms, staring at the little tree on his brows.

For a long time, she asked, "Why do you hold me like this?"

In the presence of the entire Divine Realm, he fluttered in the air and landed like this.

Pretend to be extreme.

She doesn't think this man is such a temper.

The man stared at Yange, but did not speak.

He bowed his head slightly, waiting for the last step in her process to kiss him.

But obviously, this last step, he could not wait.

Yan Ge had long forgotten what she had said to him before.

Yange tried to get out of the man's arms, but his hands clasped her waist and hugged her tightly without intending to let her go.

Yan Ge could only ask him, "Why do you have a tree in your brows?"

The man still didn't respond. He dropped his head slightly, and looked at her eyebrows.

Everyone who stood outside the Lost Land was frightened by this scene, stood still and couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

But, Lord God Buddha, why didn't Lord God Buddha let go of the witch?

嘤 嘤 嘤 Lord God and Buddha, let go of that witch, let us hug you 嘤 嘤 嘤.

However, the mood is more complicated than that of the elders of several clans, all of whom are staring at men with complex expressions on their faces.

Yange reached out to touch the little black tree totem on the man's forehead.

Xiao Mengshou suddenly got out of the sea of ​​flowers, and whimpered in the ears of the words.

Yange hurriedly withdrew his hand, broke free from the man's arms, and rushed towards the little cute beast.

Just before, I saw the sword wound on Xiaomeng's chest.

She wanted to reach out and help it heal, but Xiao Mengshou avoided her hand and hummed her head with her head: "I seem to be dead He was dug away, it hurts, it hurts! "

Regardless of its resistance, Yange put his palm on his chest.

Really lost heart.

That man, dug into the heart of Xiaomeng Beast?

Yan Ge turned his head and stared at the man.

The man had come to Yan Ge's side, and he reached out his hand, sending out a light soft white light over his chest.