Chapter 3426

"The chronology is not enough to explain everything, but you must all know the seven risks of killing immortals?" the reincarnation devil will preach again.

"What? Seven perils, the place full of crisis, have anything to do with the great disaster?" all the demons turned pale when talking about danger.

"I'm not sure about the details, but there will be disasters every time. This disaster seems not fixed, but there is a legend about the seven risks, that is, they are the products left after the disaster!" the reincarnation demon will solemnly preach.

"This... If so, it would be terrible. You know, most of us can't survive in dangerous places!" the demons trembled unconsciously.

"Yes, the real disaster is so terrible that even the chronology has to start again, so the most important thing for everyone at this time is to improve themselves and strive to survive in the disaster!" the reincarnation devil looked at Chen Jiu with expectation and obviously wanted to be sheltered by him.

Disaster has no lover, love, weak strength, standing on the team is very important!

"I'm afraid we can't survive the disaster no matter how we improve. Lord wanwangfeng, if there is one day, I hope you can help me!" everyone asked.

"Oh, don't worry, there are still a hundred years. You can practice hard. As long as you get a breakthrough and resist the disaster by yourself, it is the real glory!" Chen Jiuhao advised, and didn't promise anything uncertain.

"Yes, we will seize this last chance!" many generals answered one after another without saying anything more.

"Well, don't mention these heavy things, come to drink and eat meat!" Chen Jiu took the initiative to raise his glass and warmly entertained everyone.

In the back hall, the steam is dense and the water sounds. Through the clouds, it can be vaguely seen that there is a pool here, and a white beautiful jade body is floating in the pool.

"Wow!" Next to Miao Ti, there is a Ling long jade man waiting there. It seems that the one in the water is the real master.

"Princess, what have you done these days? Why are you soft and have no strength?" asked Qiao. Ling Long's little girl was Mu er.

"Knowing that, what can I do with Chen Jiu besides doing that?" the figure in the water said happily.

"You can't do that for a few days?" mu'er expressed serious doubt.

"If I don't work for a few days, can my princess be like this? It's strange that you broke the melon before my princess. It's amazing that you even made a fuss about this!" Wang Wenwen took it for granted.

"Is this a small matter?" mu'er was full of doubt. Although he knew that Chen Jiu would be very strong, was it a little too outrageous to say so?

"Well, don't talk too much, wash it for me quickly, and I'll practice with Chen Jiu later!" Wang Wenwen asked, unwilling to talk more.

"OK!" mu'er nodded. Although he didn't talk much on the surface, there was always a question.

After taking a bath for half a day, Wang Wenwen's strength recovered slightly. When she came out, even mu'er couldn't help but stay. She thought she was not bad, but there was still an insurmountable gap compared with the princess!

"Hey, mu'er, do you think the princess will wear it or not? Even if she wears it, he will have to take it off later. Isn't it very troublesome?" Wang language sighed again heartlessly.

"Princess, don't bother. This man likes to watch us show slowly. If we show it all at once, they won't be so interested!" mu'er quickly reminded.

"Well, men are really strange animals. Let's listen to you again!" Wang muttered, still wearing his own Witch Dress. Sure enough, his temperament was cold and gorgeous.

"Princess, you are so beautiful. Seriously, I'm a little excited when I see it!" mu'er said heartily.

"Do you see my strong heart, or Chen Jiu's?" Wang language suddenly joked.

"Princess, you're bad..." mu'er was shy and red, and was embarrassed to answer.

"Chinese, what are you talking about?" just then, Chen Jiu came in from outside.

"I want you to take care of it!" Wang Wenwen spat, with an unruly appearance.

"Chen Jiu, you're here..." mu'er is Jiao. She welcomes her shamefully, regardless of how cool her dress is.

"Er, come!" Chen Jiu looked down. The little girl's eyebrows were covered with spring, gauze and double peaks. She was really a rare little silver baby.

"Well, mu'er, go out. I'm going to practice with Chen Jiu!" Wang Wenhua couldn't see it and drove mu'er away directly.

"Yes!" mu'er withdrew reluctantly.

"Does mu'er look good?" after mu'er left, Wang Wenwen asked jealous again.

"Not good-looking, far worse than your wife!" Chen Jiu shook his head and said firmly.

"Lying is not good-looking, and you keep looking with your eyes shining?" Wang blamed.

"How can it be so exaggerated?" Chen Jiu said nothing.

"Well, they didn't say anything about you, but if you want to see women in the future, just come and see them!" Wang Wenwen is actually just a simple girl. She will inevitably make some unreasonable things if she hasn't experienced love.

"Chinese wife, can I really see you?" Chen Jiu was really shining his eyes, because Wang's long hair was slightly wet and his shawl fell. The appearance of the bathing goddess could make men crazy.

"Of course, you can not only see, but also grass!" Wang Wenwen gave a white look, thousands of winds. The feeling was all in it.

"Good wife, I love you to death!" Chen Jiu couldn't help it any more. He jumped on the whole and enjoyed the sweet muscle and wonderful body like a goddess.

"Ah, husband, stop first and let others serve you!" after a while, Wang Wenjiao's face was red and some could not stand stably.

"OK!" Chen Jiu nodded, smashed his mouth, left between his wonderful legs and stood up.

"Husband!" Wang Wen, the goddess's appearance, knelt loyally in front of Chen Jiu. The appearance of conscientiousness is the greatest gift to this man.

Next, something beautiful can't be avoided. When Chen Jiu enjoyed Wang's language from behind, her wet hair was beautiful!

In the back hall, beautiful and beautiful sounds sounded one after another, sometimes as melodious as flute, sometimes as heavy as wet drum

At the gate, a figure is quietly posted here. She seems to steal 'sound' here. Who is she?