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Lucifer went on, very inhumane.

"Scatter the eggs! I hate you, hate you, hate you, even without a trace of compassion, I am a weak girl ah, you should be inhuman to me to sleep on the cold floor? You are not a man

the glass that fell on the floor stood up and continued to roar at him.

"? I'm not a human being? Yes, I am not a man, I am a god

Lucifer said triumphantly. He raised his eyebrows and lay comfortably on the bed. Turning over, he took a glance at the bright and snowy moon on the window sill of Shenjian. He recalled that two people had a big fight on Weiyang lake just now. However, they were all equal in fighting. What is there like ?

What's more, the gods will laugh when they see it. They will become the talking materials before and after meals. This God of the moon! You know, drag him into the water.

Therefore, he frowned discontentedly and cursed in a low voice: "it's finally evening. You can sleep in a good sleep. If you have a chance, you should let the moon god clean up the mess. Let him be tired, bored to death, and let him cry to death! Who called this damned guy dare to fight with me! I'm so angry I haven't seen such a stinky and narcissistic person as the moon god... "

"how can there be such a snobby and narcissistic person in this world?"

. I didn't hear him murmuring.

as like as two peas,

, the two men said the same lines. On hearing the hidden lines of glass, Lucifer's forehead appeared a cross and blue veins. Is his personality and the moon god the same - smelly P and narcissistic?

he raised his eyes slightly, peeped at her, and fell asleep.

"Damn it, you are the worst overbearing and insolent person I have ever seen in my life. You are not only arrogant, narcissistic, conceited, but also super stinky! You are the worst God that the princess has ever seen

The glass fluttered its wings, climbed up the daisy, sat down in the stamen, and continued to recount Lucifer's shortcomings.

she looked around - only a large bed decorated with gold and silver; a soft quilt, which could make people roll back and forth very comfortably; a peach wood table and a chair, carved with totems full of incantations; and the table was covered with bundles of books, thick like a mountain.

on the bedside table, there was a pot of daisies, which was very bright and charming, red and yellow, and shining with golden yellow light. At the moment, I sat on this pot of flowers. After watching it for several times, I came to a serious conclusion: this guy is poor. Isn't he the most beloved angel of the emperor? How can he be more humble than the maid's boudoir? What kind of valuable things are not, Huhu, so pitiful - just like a beloved minister who was abused by the emperor of heaven.

In my mind, hundreds of pigeons were flapping their wings and flying around for several times. Suddenly, I recited a famous poem: mountains are not high, but immortals are famous. Water is not deep, there is a dragon. I am a humble house, but I am virtuous.

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