Chapter 967

Then the lump suddenly appeared from the roof, but the very fast unidentified object was bounced back by the second protective cover and bounced back to the first protective cover.

In this way, it seems that there is no possibility of stopping.

The scream of the unidentified object continued, but Nangong Jin was no longer worried. Because the third protective cover has been put on the outside of the whole room, not to mention the scream of the unidentified object inside. Even if he played with the Zha bomb as fireworks, no one could hear the sound of death.

Damn it!

Even disturb his intimate time with his wife.

Every time they were in the space. This time, it was not easy for the lady to have a whim and want to have a different kind of intimate contact in the inn outside, which seemed to have good facilities. As a result, they had just finished the foreplay, and before the main play appeared, there came a person who destroyed the atmosphere.

It's no wonder that the LORD God who doesn't look happy and angry on weekdays will be so angry.

Looking at someone with his hands around his chest, it has been time for him to play a cup of tea on the two layers of protective covers, and he has no intention of taking back the punishment.

"Ah ah... Lord God, spare your life! Spare your life! Oh, my little waist is about to be shattered. Ow - my * * * *! Ow - my face! My face! My face will be broken!"

Lu Xiaoxiao got into the space and slowly changed a suit of clothes. However, he saw that the sad goods were still being punished, but his mouth didn't learn at all.

When being hit by the 360 degree dead angle bullet, someone caught a glimpse of Lu Xiaoxiao again. He immediately hissed, cracked his lungs and cried out: "sister Xiaoxiao, Wuwu... Help me! Why does the LORD God hurt me? Is it because I am cute?"

"Poof... Cough..."

Qingqing wants to be interrupted by Shengsheng. Lu Xiaoxiao just feels dry. I brought a cup of tea soaked in the spirit spring of life from the space. Just after I took a sip, I was choked by a pit of goods.

Nangong Jin frowned and immediately came to Lu Xiaoxiao and performed a technique. It was just a moment that Lu Xiaoxiao was saved from coughing.

"Wu Wu... Sister Xiaoxiao, why does the LORD God do this to me? Is it difficult to call love and kill each other?"

After listening to the words of night 97, Lu Xiaoxiao couldn't help rolling his eyes and bah said, "don't be narcissistic. Who fell in love with you and killed each other?"

"But... But why did Lord God bully me when he saw me? Didn't he think I looked good and wanted to leave a deep impression on him in my heart?"

Night 97 feels wronged.

Indeed, he killed himself. When Wen Yao explained the usage of the jade slips to him, he felt that this thing was something he didn't like to play, so he asked him to stop, and then handsome crushed the jade slips.

Who knows, the jade slips of the LORD God are much more violent than those of his master. In the transmission space, because he didn't master the transmission method, he almost spit out the food he ate a week ago.

In the swirling scream, the transmission suddenly stopped and the eyes suddenly lit up.

I thought I finally got to the station. I don't need to be sad. Who knows what he committed? He's too old. Up to now, he continues to be shot.

In fact, night 97 is really wronged. His internal organs will be shaken apart in the transmission space. Where else is there any mind to observe the front?

He swore with his eight ancestors: he really didn't see anything he shouldn't have seen!

However, Nangong Jin didn't intend to let him go.

God knows that he has only one chance to fit in a day. On weekdays, he lives with the sad urge that his soul can't get real satisfaction.

Today, my wife was on a whim. He also ran out and swayed. As a result, he was just getting a cup of tea, which was destroyed by the boy.

Feel the towering little tent below. No one can see it, but only Nangong Jin knows how swollen the place is!

So even if he doesn't see it, the boy can't come to a good end.

"Hum!"

The LORD God snorted coldly, filled with all kinds of grievances, and directly dragged Lu Xiaoxiao into the space.

Then... Go on!

He has only such a pitiful hour a day. It is necessary to seize the time and have fun in time.

So night 97 was sad.

He bears the heavy malice brought to him by the LORD God of heaven and earth, and "ah ah" bounces between the two protective covers.

In the face of this absolute power, his second-order strength above the heaven level peak is useless, and he can't do it at all. Can only be bounced like this.

"Oh, oh... Sister Xiaoxiao, where are you? Please come out and just me!"

"Lord God, I love you! Really! If you love me too, please don't abuse me!"

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For a whole hour, two hours, when Nangong Jin was refreshed and Lu Xiaoxiao went out with some trembling legs and feet, red cheeks and slightly red and swollen lips, the night general was still chattering on night 97.

"Lord God, I know you love my heart. In fact, I love you very much."

"Sister Xiaoxiao, is it because you didn't meet the needs of your Lord God that he was so angry? Sobbing..."

"Sister Xiaoxiao, you let the LORD God pour out fire. As the saying goes, there is no ploughed field, only a tired cow. Even if he is the LORD God, he will not be tired to death, and your third mu of land will not be ploughed. Ow..."

Suddenly the spring increased, so that night 97 could not speak.

Seen from the sky, the LORD God and his wife, who had gone in for some time, finally came out.

"Woo... Woo, Xiaoxiao... Sister, help... Help!"

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at night 97, which had been played for nearly an hour, and smiled like a devil: "who makes your mouth unclean? When your mouth is clean, I'll let the LORD God let you out."

"Dry... Clean! Already... Already... Clean!"

"I haven't seen it yet." Lu Xiaoxiao sat on the stool and looked at the night general who was playing cotton, with a flood of mischief factors in his heart.

Such a jumping companion said how good Jiuqing's character must be to tolerate him!

"Woo... I... I want to... Pee!"

The night general doesn't care what face he doesn't have. On weekdays, in Nanyang, the soldiers above the martial Saint level are majestic. Under his command, they stand proudly in the sky. I don't know how to bring these soldiers down and manage them with his funny personality.

In case someone really peed and made the smell here, Nangong Jin was covered with a protective cover.

Then the night general fell to the ground with a "Dong" sound and his legs softened.