Chapter 1904 The Creator of the Shadow Lord (1)

"Yes." When he died and was ready to leave, his footsteps paused a little, his eyes involuntarily looked at Jiang Shaobai who had slept in the past, but he finally left without saying anything.

Looking at the death and leaving, Ye Qingying secretly sighed, and there should be no doubt that it should be dead.

Returning to the Shadow Temple, Ye Qingyi felt some familiar peace of mind.

Since entering the mystery, Ye Qing’s nerves have barely been relaxed.

She washed it a little, changed her clothes, and looked at the sleeping Jiang Shaobai. Her heart was very depressed.

"I think that you have to keep Jiang Shaobai in the future." Xiaobaihudao.

Ye Qingqi, "..."

"I look at the body of the bones, but I stared at Jiang Shaobai. I guessed that even if there was a death, his heart full of shackles might not be able to sneak a sneak peek at Jiang Shaobai, you believe it or not." Xiaobaihu thought of Jiang Shaobai’s eyes when he thought of it, and he felt chilling.

When Ye Qingqi held himself, the bones were already hating teeth.

Nowadays, Ye Qingyi brings back Jiang Shaobai, and the bones can not be blown up.

"I know." Ye Qing sighed, and the reliance of the bones on the shadow of the Lord is really uncomfortable.

Just in the conversation between Ye Qingying and Xiaobaihu, the door was suddenly knocked.

Open the door, a face of grievances is standing outside the door, a pair of small hands behind the back, uneasily looked at Ye Qingyi.

"Auntie, don't be angry... I... I just wanted to miss you too much, I will... I won't mess with the bug, don't be angry with me." Looking at Ye Qingyi, he does not like others to occupy the aunt, but is even more afraid of the aunt who hates himself.

Ye Qingying looked at the poor little appearance of the bones, it was really angry, and it had already vanished, not to mention that she was not angry.

"Auntie, when you are not there, your room is cleaned by me. I have not let anyone else come. This thing, I have been helping you to collect it." The bones said, he took out a sheet of gold from behind. Blackbird.

The golden black 匣 棠 棠 棠 是 是 是 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠 棠

However, this golden black scorpion was placed in Ye Qing’s room for a long time, but Ye Qingyan could not open it, so he gradually forgot.

Ye Qingyu took over the golden black scorpion and licked the small head of the skeleton.

The face of the bones is full of shyness, a very satisfying look that is praised.

"Auntie, you have to rest earlier. I will let people move those flowers back to your room tomorrow, and... you are in a hurry to come back today. I am not prepared at all. I will go to you to prepare a black flame insect tomorrow."

Ye Qingzhen remembered the nightmare black flame worm, and those **** flowers, and instantly laughed a little.

"No hurry." Ye Qing slammed the calm opening.

The bones shy and ran back.

Ye Qingyu closed the door and thought that in the room tomorrow, it would have to be filled with **** flowers... The heart was blocked.

This is life!

Ye Qingyan sighed and sat in a chair, thinking about the Jiang family being washed by blood, but there was no clue.

Suddenly...

A slamming sound.

The little white tiger on the side suddenly suddenly widened his eyes.

"what have you done?"

(End of this chapter)