palace reluctant to be soft.
let alone surprise, this nobody invited, even the owners of several temples asked him to give face, as long as he did not want to, he would not give them face.
”little doll, do you know that i am the evil god gun demon zhang tianlong who makes the whole fighting sky **ell the lor?”
he squinted and stared at the softness of the nangong, the nature of the man's spleen, and his taste.
”if you know what, if you don't know what, what kind of evil god gun demon.”
nangong xiru only waved with his hand, and did not care about the word ”evil” in zhang tianlong's bite. she was born into evil gods, and she didn't care what others thought. for her, as long as she liked it, it would be good for her. there's nothing to say about such a thing.
”good.”
zhang tianlong looked at the south palace with appreciation and nodded with satisfaction.
this kind of method, whether right or evil, as long as he acts as he pleases, is very suitable for his taste.
”your wine.”
seeing both groups of people calm down, the waiter came up with a jar of wine with a