Chapter 1987

Luo jiuchen sees her so oil salt does not enter, flash in Mou a glimmer of dark light: "a Mo, you will regret."

Ning Xuemo sighed, "I've heard that many times."

Luo jiuchen smiled: "is that right? I believe this is the last time you've heard it. " Seems to decide what, get up and walk away.

Ning Xuemo still hasn't moved. She drinks a cup of wine, and the waiter pours another cup for her.

She had not yet touched her lips, and there was another darkness before her eyes. A woman sat down in front of her.

There seem to be more flies and mosquitoes today!

Ning Xuemo looks up and sees Tianhuan Xin's proud face: "Lord, you look so lonely. Why don't you have a drink with Xueji?"

Ning Xuemo didn't speak, just sipped the wine.

Heaven unreal don't look a bit condescending, smile a little: "demon lord, actually there is a saying that the person who knows the current affairs is a hero, why do you have to always respect the Lord?"

Ning Xuemo still doesn't care about her.

Tianhuan didn't come to be a lobbyist obviously, and said a lot in succession.

The general meaning is that now she is different from the past. Now she is the Lord's world. She is just called king in the demon world. What's more to be respectful to the Lord.

She said a lot, Ning Xuemo just ignored.

When Tianhuan didn't start to say these words to her, she was afraid to provoke her, dare not say too much, and naturally dare not approach her.

Later, she didn't respond to each other. She thought that Ning Xuemo was afraid, and she became more and more excited.

In the end, I even said that Ning Xuemo, the Lord of the devil, should kneel and kowtow after seeing her as a future Buddha

Before she had finished her proud words, a glass of wine was poured directly from her head.

She is not like being drenched by a glass of wine, but rather by a bucket of wine. She is wet from head to foot, and the liquor drips along her dress.

What's more strange is that a glass of wine is upside down on her head and quivers with her movements.

The wine is fragrant and the sky doesn't freeze directly. After a while, a scream comes out: "you --" the glass on her head seems to be unable to bear her high decibel. It explodes directly with a crack, and then she screams with excitement. The pieces of the glass fall on the ground, making a tinkling sound.

Obviously, the movement here also shocked the whole hall, and countless people looked at it.

Ning Xuemo sat there, still there, but his glass was gone.

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Although the buildings in the fairyland are all auspicious, they are full of fairyland.

But the dungeon is as narrow and dark as the common human dungeon. The corner is covered with straw. At the foot of the dungeon is the cold jade brick produced in the far north. It is hard and hard to step on.

Ning Xuemo is sitting on a pile of straw, with a chain to lock his mind, tinkling at will.

The dungeons of the fairyland are also divided into 369 classes. The crime is light on the top floor. There are beds, tables and even windows, through which you can see the sky outside.

The crime is more serious in the middle, the room is narrow, and the bed is also a light wooden bed. At least the room is clean, and there are no mice and fleas and other things jumping around.

And the lowest layer is underground, dark and humid, narrow and small. People can touch the wall when they turn around inside. It's only half a foot tall. Even the relatively Petite Ning Xuemo can't stand up when he stays inside. He can only sit or squat in it.