The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

~: Past life (free small theater)

He Lianyi stood in his dream and looked at the illusionary fairyland. His whole body was cold. He had lived for 27,000 years, and he was still alone! Looking at the white snow in the mountains, he stretched out his hand, a blaze of fire fell on the palm of his hand, the flames were burning, and the flame made Helianyi feel that almost all the snow around him had melted.

The heavenly goddess stood in front of Helianyi with a soft smile in her eyes, and her long fingers fell on the flame. She said lightly, "If you find the master of this magic fire, you will find your destiny. People help you to cross the robbery. This is your number of robbery, but whether she is passionate about you, then it depends on your fortune! "

He Lianyi lifted his eyes, and there was a smile of evil charm in the deep eyes, and the wind lightly smiled:

"The words said by the goddess are really interesting. The heavenly order does not allow the gods to be emotional, but the goddess always guides this terrible way here for the deity. Dare to ask the goddess, what does this mean?"

There was a warm smile on the corner of the goddess mouth, "This is your robber. You should know."

He Lianyi's eyes flickered with a touch of fine light, looking at the flames fluttering in the palm of his hand, with a smile on his handsome face, such as Mu Chunfeng. Is he robbed? If he wants to cross the robbery, no one can stop it. If he doesn't, who dares to stop it? However, these days are so lonely in Tiangong, maybe walking down is also a good choice.

Looking at the blaze of fire, Helien's mouth evoked a smile of evil charm. In this life, will he really be passionate about women?

He swallowed the blaze of fire into his mouth without hesitation. Soon, his face went from normal to flushed to pale, and seemed to have gone through all kinds of struggles and pain, for a long time, until he couldn't help it, watching The soft smile on the goddess's face, watching her finger flick, sending him out of the heavens, Helianyi slowly closed her eyes, and the whole person fell into the abyss of nothingness.

At this moment, Mo Li, the cold-blooded killer now known as the White Snake, was lying in the morgue with blood.

The angel in white looked at her beautiful face, and with a regretful voice, sent Mo Yan directly into the fire.

The blazing fire was burning, and the crackling sound made people panic. And Mo Yan's hand shook.

Some medical staff saw and hurriedly shouted, "Wait, stop, it seems that the wounded is not dead!"

Late ~ At the moment Mo Yan was about to die, she suddenly spoke, her husky voice with a hint of anger, "A bunch of stupid people!"

With the sound disappeared. The paramedics sat paralyzed in fright.

The voice just now was heard by more than one person ~ A gust of wind came, and the lights in the entire corridor went out instantly, and a shadow flashed like everyone's eyes. The shadow disappeared, and the lights in the corridor suddenly turned on again. Someone called the police, some yelled for help, and somebody passed out in the monitoring room.

Another world:

Yunjin Jin, the main demon of the palace, looked at the paper letter in his hand, "I didn't expect her to be an apprentice to the ghost doctor Mo Beicheng, Mo Yan!"

The head of the magic palace Yueyin touched a cold sweat, "Yes."

"How should the deity please her? She always feels that the devil is stink."

Zhuifeng rolled her eyes, and the girl Mo said that you smell a man, but I just couldn't see you!

Looking at her reaction, Ye Yunjin blinked coldly, her wind only felt a cold back, and hurriedly returned: "Girl Mo seems to like peach blossom very much."

"How to say?"

Lord, can you stop being embarrassed? The subordinates also heard the news from where the girl Mo's girl was. This is still betrayed in exchange for color ~ chasing the wind for a while.

"Back to the master, Feng Ling said that Girl Mo wants to write a peach tree in her courtyard ..."

"You step back!"

Herd hurried away.

Jing Muhan sat at the desk under the regent's palace. Under the silver mask, he could not see his expression. His cold eyes looked at the person in front of him, and his fingers were knocking regularly on the table.

Opening, a magnetically calm voice said, "Where's the princess?"

An Wei answered timidly: "Follow the princess with the princess in Princess Mansion."

"Can you talk about what Xue Xuehong does?"

"Say yes, say yes ~"

"Who's there?"

"The Lord of the Magic Palace ~"

"This **** woman!"

An Wei pouted, and said, "Master, isn't it the Lord of the Palace of the Palace? You even start to eat your own vinegar?"

Feeling a sharp light strike, the dark guard disappeared instantly.