431 Chapter 431 Thighs Are White Hugs?

Everyone's eyes turned to the black-robed man again, and I had to say that this man was really outstanding. Regardless of his physique or his face with thin lips and chin, it gave people a feeling that was not comparable to ordinary people. What's more, the king's domineering arrogance on the man is too aggressive, and that kind of aura can hardly be compared to the prince of the Qingteng Kingdom, Nie Teng. Even if he does not know the identity of this person, some well-informed people know that this Human identity is absolutely extraordinary!

At this time, the old Nascent Soul monster looked at the eldest Miss Feng family who was walking towards the black-robed man with a squinting face, with a sullen expression in his eyes. Bayi Chinese Network w=w≈w≤． 81zw. com

If he heard correctly, she just called the black-robed man Hell Lord? As far as he knows, the only person who can be called the Lord of Hell seems to be the mysterious Lord of the Temple of Hell, who can't see the end of the dragon. Could it be... this person?

Nie Teng's expression on the other side was also dark and calm, especially when he saw Feng Jiu walking towards the black-robed man with a smile like a flower, the expression on his face showed a hint of flattery and a hint of guilt, and he saw that the hands under his sleeves were tight. Grip tightly.

As the Prince of Qingteng, he has naturally heard of the power of Yan Temple, and the man who is respected as the Lord of Hell, but is it the person in front of him? That man was rumored to be like a god, and he was very mysterious. How could he appear in this ninth-class small country? Do you still know the woman Feng Qingge?

Could it be that this Hell Lord is not the Hell Lord he thought?

Over there, Hell Lord watched her greet her with a smile, the corners of his lips finally showed a faint smile, and there was a touch of softness and doting in his deep black pupils. At this moment, he really wanted to He touched her head, put her in his arms and hugged her tightly, and kissed her sweet and seductive red lips fiercely, to see if she dared to run away quietly next time.

Of course, in front of so many people, he held back.

When the people from Qingtengguo are resolved, give this woman some color to see, otherwise she will dare to pretend not to know him.

"Hey, Hell Lord, why did your old man come all the way here? Could it be that you are here to do errands?" She smiled and came to him, biting herself into a smile.

In fact, she wanted to ask, how did your old man know that my home is here? How did your old man know that I was a woman? Isn't your old man busy with business? Why did you come to this ninth-class small country?

This unexpected appearance in front of people can really scare people to death...

"Old man?"

Listening to her first sentence, the old man, and the latter sentence, the old man, he raised his brows slightly and snorted coldly: "Is this gentleman very old?"

"Hehe, this is my honorary title." She smiled shyly, wondering why she couldn't stand up in front of him? Is it because he took too much advantage of him and felt guilty?

"Humph! You are just as promising! You were forced to get married and forced to come to the gate, but you don't know how to report Benjun's name? When Benjun's thighs are white hugs?"

He trained with a calm voice, but he was not willing to train too much, and his language was not harsh. Instead, he had a feeling of helplessness that he hated iron for not turning into steel. Hearing Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, she was dumbfounded. look at him.

Did he let her use his name to show her prestige? Did she hear it right? Why didn't she know when she hugged his thick thigh and leaned on his big backer?

After slowing down, she blinked her eyes and looked at him. Suddenly, she pointed at the Nascent Soul old monster with a slender jade finger, and said with an aggrieved face: "I can't beat him, and he said he will abolish me."