Chapter 220 The Tricky Master is very narcissistic

The beggar's heart beat and he opened his eyes to look at him. He was wearing a silver mask, which was deeply carved into a demonic black lotus. The petals were as slender as narrow willow leaves, curly and comfortable, lifelike. His exposed eyes are scheming, flowing waves overflowing, enchanting and unfathomable. If his resistance is poor, he will fall into it at a glance. I don't know what year it will be.

The beggar looked at him, and both of them were speechless. The messenger in black and the wonderful executioner held their breath and knelt down and said, "Master."

"Get up." The masked man said unslowly, "Why can't you be punished? What's going on?"

The man in black said, "I'm not talented, and I was asked by her."

The masked man said "oh" with great interest and said with a creepy smile, "Is that right?"

The man in black replied sweatingly, "It has begun to fumigate, and she suddenly called out the name of the master! And I don't know how to deal with the problem she asked at the end.

"Tpeak and listen." The mask master said lightly.

"She asked how the leader is ugly and how to rank. I don't know how to make a decision..."

"Waste!" Masked man: "You deserve to bury her! Of course, I am handsome, and I am the most handsome!"

Cough, cough, the beggar cleared his throat and wanted to insert, "Someone is still so shameless and arrogant and narcissistic. Even if you take a shell and turn into ashes, I can see through you at a glance", but with other plans, he finally swallowed,

After all, with himself, there are two lives waiting for him to fall. Even if she has never been convinced by Nangong Zhili, she has to take care of others. Therefore, he smiled implicitly and generously, "It's not his fault. I asked, how ugly is the god? Including all men inside and outside the Blackwood Lotus Church, old and young are included.

"I really don't know how many black wood cliff men are undercover outside." The messenger in black said with difficulty, "What's more, there has always been no ugly order."

Although this was funny, the seven wonderful people around him stood solemnly, and no one dared to show a smile.

Nangong Zhili raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Sure enough, a difficult distinguished guest came. But I like it."

The beggar was annoyed with his conceit and hummed, "Who wants you to like it? Whether you like it or not, what you like may not like you!"

"What a great gift it is to be liked by the master." The messenger in black rolled on the road with cold sweat.

The beggar said, "People all over the world are afraid of him, but I am not afraid. My life is not with him. What can he do with me?

The messenger in black reminded: "You have been poisoned by the black wood lotus in your body, and no one can solve it without the master."

"I have suffered tens of millions of traumas, internal injuries and drug injuries countless times. I can't wait for the poison of Blackwood Lotus to cover all the poisons. There is only one left, which is pure poison." The beggar's eyes were awe-inspiring and his tone was sonorous.

Nangong Zhili smiled evilly and said, "When old friends meet and say such life and death, won't it remind people of the vows of the sea and mountains? It's easy to cause misunderstanding."

"You..." The beggar cursed: "Shameless."

When the messenger in black heard that the beggar would live and die, he was a little anxious and persuaded, "If you don't die in a hundred poisons, you will be able to dominate everything. You should cherish it."

Nangong Zhili smiled and sneered, "That's not right. The Lord of this religion is also in all things. Can't she ride on my head?

The messenger in black hurriedly said, "I dare not! Damn it!"

The beggar was angry, as if she had been exposed, but the ambiguity in his tone was clearly playing tricks on her. How can she not understand if others don't understand?

She wanted to use some more lethal words to make Nangong Zhili's original appearance, embarrassed, with a gray tail in her, and took the initiative to let people go.

Nangong Zhili seemed to peep through her mind and did not give her a chance. He smiled and said, "What do you plan to do? My man, do you want to pull it on your back or beg me for mercy for him?

Naturally, the beggar wants to live the messenger in black, but how can he bow his head to Nangong Zhili and beg for mercy? Never!

"Can we exchange one life for another?" The beggar said, "Am I dead or alive?"

"No!" The messenger in black never thought that she would speak like this, and her expression was moved.

"Oh!" Nangong Zhili leisurely spit out a mouthful of the confused fragrance of black wood lotus, and Xu sprayed on her face: "You two die and survive. How can you change it?"

The beggar poohed, "Your execution rules have loopholes and can't be counted!"

"What?" This is not a small problem. Not only the messenger in black and the seven wonderful people, but also Nangong Zhili can't calm down.

"I won't say it!" The beggar stopped his mouth.

Nangong Zhili said coldly, "If you desphemed my rules, the crime should be punished!" But there is a way that makes you more difficult than death!" At this point, he said evilly, "These two people are spared to die."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Qi Miaoren followed him silently. The messenger in black had just taken a step and thought of something. He looked back at the beggar and said to Nangong, "Master, since you let her go, why don't you break the fishing net that bound her?"

Nangong Zhili's eyes were cold: "You still care about her! I said not to let her die. When did I say that I would let her out of the net?

Damn Nangong Zhili! The beggar hated and scolded him with dog blood in his stomach. He knew that for her, she was not afraid of death, but that she was imprisoned in a world and lost her freedom! So blackmail her with this!

The black wood cliff is so big. Once he leaves, where can he find him?

What should I do now? Anyway, Nangong made a promise that the horse was hard to chase, and the messenger in black could not die. She is better than holding herself in the net alone. So he shouted, "Wait!"

"Have you figured it out?" Nangong raised his hand and let the messenger in black and the seven wonderful people go down, coming towards the beggar with a dangerous breath. Then she picked up the fishing net, covered the beggar, and came to the secret room where she stole pastries.

At this time, the beggar had no power to bind the chicken. He was worried that he was abnormal, so he had to give in a little and said, "Do you want to know where the loophole in the law is? Let me tell you! We have been separated for so long, why do we blush and have thick necks as soon as we meet?

"This is gentle and pleasant to listen to." Nangong smiled, took off his mask, looked at her obedient appearance, and was very satisfied. A few fingers stretched out from the mesh and raised her jaw: "I'm still as strong as before, but I know how to advance and retreat. It seems that I let you out to experience that, and it's good to suffer some hardships.

How does this sound? It seems that he has always been in the palm of his hand and has never gone far, and her bitterness and happiness are all promoted and created by him!

The beggar curled his lips and said, "What do you know? Too much pain, you are not immersive, and it is difficult to figure out one in ten million. There has been no news since you disappeared. Do you know the road I have walked these years? It's really hard to stand and talk without back pain! You, just manage your evil country well. Hug left and right every day, like a fairy, and don't let me go when you are interested!"

The meat on Nangong Zhili's face jumped, his eyes narrowed gloomyly, and his feelings were difficult to distinguish, and his tone was quite mocking: "Who can't let you go?"