Chapter 1018

Wang Dacheng, who was pitiful by God, said two wishes at this time.

Enjoy the beauty of heaven, and then die.

God only promised him one wish.

Just as he untied the upper body of the beautiful woman, the dazzling white came into his eyes, which accelerated his breathing. His excited heart almost jumped out of his chest. Suddenly, there was an extra hand under his chin.

Whose hand?

Lao Wang was stunned and looked down.

It's greasy, it's so delicate, it's so delicate, so delicate.

Then, he slowly turned back and saw a charming face.

His heart jumped again without warning.

All the hot blood from all over the body rushed up the forehead, making his eyes instantly red.

God, it's so nice to Lao Wang.

Before he died.

Not only saw the real face of Yang coffin, but also appreciated the enchanting face of the flower night God that should be fox spirit.

He would like to say thank you to God.

Such a beautiful woman, certainly not the old Wang's opponent, was knocked down by him on the ground, forced to complete a good deed, that is the only result.

Just as he opened his mouth, he heard a strange sound.

It's like a cracked bone?

And the voice, it seems, came from his neck.

He is full of doubts, with the charming smile of the night God, gradually fixed frame.

It's like sixty-six years of dirty life.

The night God killed Lao Wang, really for his good.

If the king knew that Lao Wang had insulted her and let him die in a year's agony, she was not worthy to be king again.

"Originally, when you rescued the king, I felt guilty that I had to shut my mouth. Fortunately, what you did next removed my worries

The old Wang's body was thrown aside. Hua yeshen laughed and looked down at the Yang coffin.

Before that, she had known the legend of Xuanyuan king.

But over the years, Hua yeshen has only seen Yang coffin as a man.

In the flame, except for the elder, no one has seen the appearance of Xuanyuan king as a woman.

Gain, she's wearing a mask all year round in the valley of flame, or she's wearing a black veil.

Hua yeshen had previously speculated that the king should be very beautiful when she was a woman.

After all, when Yang coffin appeared as a man at the ancestor worship ceremony on the third day of March, its handsome face charmed all the female members of the flame.

Xuanyuan king was so handsome when he was a man. When he was a daughter, he would not be more beautiful?

Yang coffin is so beautiful that it makes Hua yeshen feel ashamed.

Clean.

She stares at Yang coffin that face, silly Leng for a long time, just thought of this word.

In addition to the word "clean", there is no other term that can match the appearance of Yang coffin.

What Lao Wang thought of, such as the appearance of flowers and the moon, is just too vulgar to be used on Yang coffin.

Flower night God can confirm that Yang coffin is her great king.

That's because she saw with her own eyes how the laughing Yang coffin easily confused Helan Fusu and threw it out.

Yang coffin did not know at that time that it was Helan Fusu.

But the flower night God knows.

He Lan Fu Su is anxious to persuade Yue Zitong to leave, but he doesn't know that Hua Ye Shen is also worried about his safety.

Let's not say that the flower night God's first time has been taken away by Li Nan Nan. He Lan's family has also clearly told her that they have no chance to be together, and she still can't forget him.

No matter how much a woman changes, she will never forget the man she loved.

Therefore, in Yue Zitong's Yin wedding ceremony, the God of Huaye was always indifferent and did not know Helan Fusu. In fact, the corner of her eye never left him.

Including the tornado, Helan Fusu did not run away quickly, but rushed into the hotel from the door.

What's Helan Fusu doing in the hotel?

It doesn't take a brain to figure it out.

Just as she always cares about Helan Fusu, he also cares about Yue Zitong all the time.

Flower night God will not blame Helan Fusu for this.

Instead, he thinks he's doing the right thing.

Helan Fusu in the hotel, is how to persuade Yue Zitong, hiding outside the flower night God do not know.

She doesn't want to go in either. She just needs to hide in the dark and wait for Helan Fusu to come out safely.

Helan Fusu came out safely, but met the Yang coffin under the cover of wind and sand.

Then, Helan Fusu soon became sad.

The value of Helan Fusu's military force is very high. Hua yeshen is very clear about it.

As soon as she saw that he was easily knocked out, she immediately guessed who he was.In addition to the Xuanyuan king, no one can easily knock down a master like Helan Fusu.

This is totally the intuition of Hua Ye Shen. It is 100% certain that the woman who makes a funny laugh is the king who is thought to have died overseas by Li Muchen and others!

It's like a cat hiding in front of the coffin.

In fact, even if she gasped, it was OK. After all, the scene was too chaotic.

The wind roared and screamed, and Yang's coffin's thoughts were all on Yue Zitong's body. How could he have noticed her?

Hua Ye Shen, who was hiding in the dark, also saw that soon after entering the hotel on the king's side, there was a dark figure with a stick in his hands and slowly walked in.

Who is this man?

The night God can't see it. The sight is too bad.

And the person didn't make any sound, so she couldn't judge.

However, huayeshen could judge that he was going against the king from the careful way he walked into the hotel.

She didn't care.

I don't think she's hurt.

Besides, she also hoped that the king had better die.

After all, Wang Shang is the biggest nightmare for her.

Since that man can't kill the king, he can only be killed by the king.

Hua Ye Shen has no doubt about the outcome and is too lazy to take care of it. As long as the person who is going to die is not Helan Fusu.

But the result was far beyond her expectation.

Just as the tornado was about to leave, and his sight began to be clear, Hua yeshen saw that the stick was thrown out of the window of the east wall of the hotel.

Before the flower night God makes the next reaction, the king was swept away by the tornado.

King, is that how you die?

By that man, the success of the plot!

Hua Ye Shen is staring at the direction of the tornado leaving, and his brain is blank.

When her brain finally returned to normal, Li Nanfang had already left leisurely, and the dust in the sky began to fall, and director Liang's car arrived.

Flower night God this just like the beginning of a dream to wake up, while hiding in other places all ran out, the scene was a mess, quietly left the scene.

She's going to chase the tornado.

She's going to see where the king will be swept by a tornado.

Perhaps, only to see the king's body, huayeshen will believe that she is really dead.

Huayeshen didn't catch up with the tornado, because the black dragon, whose color became lighter and lighter as it was farther and farther away from the scene of Yin marriage, completely disappeared after passing a mountain ridge.

The man wrapped in it also fell from the height of hundreds of meters, in the drizzle.

Hua Ye Shen didn't think that after the king fell from such a high place, he could still survive.

But in fact, just as she did not believe that the man who plotted against the king could succeed, but she did, the coffin fell into the river and was rescued by an old man fishing in the rain.

And tore her clothes, trying to stage a wonderful field war.

Flower night God hopes that the king can die, but also extremely reveres her.

Who will watch their awe, by an old shameless spoiling?

No one.

So Wang Dacheng died.

Then, the flower night God was stunned by the beauty that the words on the king could not describe.

Didi.

The sound of the car flute from a long distance awakened Hua yeshen, who was deeply trapped in the beauty. Subconsciously, he looked back and saw nothing unusual. Only after learning from Lao Wang, did he kneel on one knee on the grass.

The greasy and cool right hand, five fingers slowly spread, gently placed on the long neck of Yang coffin.

No matter how fierce Yang coffin is, her throat bone will not be harder than Lao Wang. Huayeshen's right hand and five fingers need only be forced to shrink, and she will become a dead body like Lao Wang.

As long as the Xuanyuan king is dead, then no one can restrain the three goddesses.

Don't mention the elders.

A group of old immortals who only know how to enjoy.

Li Muchen, Zhanxing God and their two are now secretly actively planning how to kill those old men.

The two of them are afraid of the king!

What if the king is dead?

Hua Ye Shen Chi looked at the clean face of Yang coffin, and the words that Li Muchen said that day floated in his ear.

It's a fake to say that Hua Ye Shen is not moved.

After all, the three sisters are very powerful and arrogant women. If they are stupid, they will still obey the orders of those elders and continue to be willingly exploited after the death of King Xuanyuan.

But even if she killed Wang Shang now and succeeded in "rebellion" with Li Muchen, and completely controlled the fate in her own hands, so what?

The "pink skeleton" described by Li Muchen is just like the ghost's claw. It pinches her neck. In a certain period of time, it can make her change from the current sexy and seductive to a living skeleton that makes her feel sick.Yang coffin is the only one who can untie the red pink skeleton.

If she is killed for the first time, huayeshen is waiting for her tragic death.

But who can guarantee that huayeshen doesn't kill the king, and the king will give her a good antidote when he wakes up?

No one can guarantee it.

King is king unless she is dead.

Otherwise, no one can threaten her to do anything.

So, kill her or not?

Hua Ye Shen's right hand on the neck of Yang coffin began to tremble slightly.

After a long time, she sighed slightly, drew back her hand and dressed her.

Even if Yang coffin woke up, still refused to give her antidote, let her tragic death, huayeshen also recognized.

This, may be her life?

The rain stopped.

The gentle sunlight, through the sparse branches and leaves, sprinkles on the trees by the river.

In the woods, there was no flower night God and Yang coffin, but an old man's body with his face down.

When people found Wang Dacheng's body, it should be a few days later.

After all, this place is far away from downtown, and few people come here except for fishing enthusiasts.

The sun is setting and the sky is full of sunset.

Reflected from the window on the wall, a layer of red gold.

Also give Yang coffin pale face, smeared with a layer of rouge, let her look more attractive.

However, with the sunset gradually swallowed by the dark, her hair began to appear almost transparent white.

Originally the line is very soft face, also gradually becomes rigid.

After the sun set completely, Yang Xiao's eyelashes suddenly trembled.

Like, the wings of a butterfly flutter.

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