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Chapter 670: Being poisoned by the three lives of love by the banks of the Forgetful River

Bai Youshuli frowned, "Why?"

"Because, I know I'm about to be taken away by people from the Demon Realm, and I don't want you to be sad."

No one knew that she heard Suo Han say that Xiaolizi can't cultivate demons.

How desperate was she when she could never be with her.

The Demon Lord couldn't help, who could she ask for?

I just want to destroy the demon body, reincarnate again, and do it again.

At that time, she thought that even if she was a mortal, she would not live forever, and she would have lived with Xiaolizi for generations.

But Suohan said, it was useless.

Maybe she knew where Wangliang was talking to her.

...The prehistoric realm of the demon world.

Looking back now, I simply asked Zuohan to help her.

Looking back now, I simply asked Zuohan to help her.

"Silly Ruoer, if I can't remember, you are the saddest person."

"One person is better than two people, you can earn half of it after all."

If this is the case, then the pain of one person is far greater than the heartache of two people.

Because the person who left was not only in pain, but also in despair.

"How can you say you can earn back this? Your pain has increased a hundred times."

This is the only way Ruoer treats him in this world.

No matter how obsessed other women are with him, they are just his appearance and status.

If something happened to him, they would not have time to escape, so how could they never leave him?

For him, he was willing to become a demon and was poisoned by the three lives of love by the banks of the Forgetful River.

"Don't talk back, it's just that you've made a profit. If you make me feel like you've lost money, then you're done."

Ruo Haimu jumped up, wrapped around him, and held his erect neck tightly with one hand.

One hand, pinching his ears.

If people outside see it, they will immediately understand.

This indifferent holy lord is actually a wife who is in charge of strict control.

"Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. How can Ruo'er lose money for her husband?"

He held her, arrived at the desk, and then began to review the memorials.

Ruo Haimu lay in his arms, causing trouble from time to time.

Finally, I was so bored that I took a memorial in front of him and opened it.

He was shocked, "Ah, what's going on? Why don't I recognize a single word on this? Who wrote the word?"

Bai Youshuli looked down and saw that his head was covered in black lines and his lips twitched.

“Reverse.”

"Ah? Who wants to rebel?"

He pursed his lips tightly, "I took the memorial back."

Ruo Haimu immediately lowered his head and turned around, "Oh, it's true, but I don't know this if it's reversed."

Went the memorial that You Shuli put in her hand and hugged her tightly.

He endured his smile, "This is the word "wizard". He likes such a cursive word."

"Ah? Wizard, how could he write this way? I couldn't even see it even if I took it down."

Bai Youshuli actually wants to say that the word "wizard" is really good.

"Forget it, I really have no chance of writing in southern Xinjiang. If I ask me to take the imperial examination in southern Xinjiang, I will be able to read it all my life and understand the words, which is also an explanation to my ancestors."

If she had more, she couldn't write it out.

"You are not serious." She could remember the maps of the Holy Palace and the Forbidden Land in a few minutes.

After saying that, she was completely careless.

Ruo Haimu reached out to take a memorial he had reviewed.

When I saw that Xiaolizi's word is pretty good, but who said that seeing words is like seeing people?

Although his handwriting is so beautiful.

But it is cold, mean, and cold, and every stroke has a cool and thin atmosphere.
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