The Rebirth of the Ghosts Return

The secret room is dark and dark.

There was no light, and a few long black candles were lit up on the wall, emitting a dark light of green oil.

Through the light, in the center of the Chamber of Secrets, a statue of Satan is enshrined, and the statue is wet, and it is fresh blood.

Sacrifice the father of my hell, Satan

Although it was not the first time to see a priest, when Zhong Mei entered the dark secret room, the heart was strong enough to still be nervous.

Because she is not facing a person, but a terrible devil.

"Miss Bell, I haven't seen you for a long time." Father Long turned and smiled.

Under the light, his face is covered with black knives, especially around his lips. The knives are very regular inverted triangles, like a row of blue and black fangs. people.

Just such a smile, Zhong Meideng felt that the goose bumps were all up, and Rao was following Wang Churen for many years. She was still scared and took a sigh of relief.

"Dragon priest, I still want to invite you out of the mountain, kill a person." Zhong Mei Shen Sheng.

"Please kill me, the conditions I opened last time, you want to be clear," Father Long sneered.

"I will give you a billion, of course, and me." Zhong Mei’s mouth trembled and bit his teeth.

"Oh, it seems you want to understand." Father Long nodded and laughed.

Zhong Mei’s fear of uneasiness, her favorite person has already died in that person’s hand, she can sacrifice everything for revenge.

"Who killed" for a long time, Father Long raised his head and pinched her chin, and asked coldly.

"He" Zhong Mei raised a photo, cold and cold.

Father Long only glanced at the dark pupils with white eyes and eyes, and instantly became **** red like the devil. Two **** light penetrated into the crystal ball enshrined in front of Satan. The familiar scene reappeared.

His son, Longfei, pleaded with anger like a dog, but the young man in the photo ended his life without mercy, the cold face that he would never forget.

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He screamed in pain in the sky, suddenly angered and pressed Zhong Mei down in front of the stone carving, madly venting and losing the hatred of the lover, until the exhaustion, it was cold and cold: "This person, I kill for you"

If a priest is out, he will be able to wash the **** sea of ​​the Chu people. Qin Hou, see how long you are arrogant. Zhong Mei endured the pain caused by the **** traces of his body, and his heart swears.

In the past few years of hard work, Qin Xi’s cultivation has reached the critical point in the later period of refining.

There are still half a month left in the League Day of the Nineteen Eighteenth Party. This time, I hope that Lei Zhentian and others will not give up, and I am afraid that I will be a master.

In the later stage of the breakthrough, it is time to wait.

Listening to Yuxuan, Qin Yu changed his past to repair, sitting in the chair of the Taishi, and calmly drinking tea.

He is waiting for someone, a person who can help him break through.

The tea has not been refilled, and a Bentley steadily stopped listening to Yu Xuan, and then Wan Xiaoyu walked out of the car.

Since the help of the Qin dynasty, Wan Xiaoyu has no ambiguity in the status of Wanjia, and has quickly calmed down the civil strife of Wanjia, and he has the power to hold the position of the head of the company.

Especially since the name of Qinhou has been resounding in Jiangdong, the reputation of Longteng International Company in Jiangdong is also rising. The business is getting bigger and bigger, and it is already able to compete with the Yunjia of the provincial capital.

Just as she was about to close the door, the door opened.

Wan Xiaoyu walked in, Qin Lan was sitting in the lobby with legs and tea.

As soon as she came in, she saw Qin Xiao’s slight sleeves, and the door across the seven or eight-meter patio echoed.

"Congratulations to Qin Hou, the magical power is even more advanced. This time, the nine-eighteen-eighth party battle, Qin Houding is invincible in the world." Wan Xiaoyu gave a silver bell-like smile, went to Qin Lan, like a maid, Respectfully pick up the purple sand teapot and give Qin Qi a cup of tea.

"I can let you do something that can be done properly," Qin said indifferently.

"Hou Ye rest assured that the mantle plume made by the mortal man of more than 100 years has been transported to the lake. Tang Dung and Master Zhang have already set up the platform, waiting for you to start." Qin Hao is very close to the road.