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      Chapter 1

      It is said that the demons in the Nether are bloodless.

       This legend is not correct.

       The ghost has no blood, and the devil has blood.

       Magic blood.

       It is said that once they celebrated the 100,000-year-old birthday of the first demon in the nine days and ten places, they used their magic blood to become one.

       Parrots, as their gift.

       One hundred thousand gods, 100,000 drops of magic blood, turned into a blood parrot.

       It is said that this parrot can not only tell all the secrets of heaven and earth, but also give people three wishes.

       As long as you can see it and grab it, it will give you three wishes.

       No matter what kind of wishes, it can make you realize.

       It is said that this parrot will come to the world once every seven years, and it is said that someone has seen it.

       It really makes people realize three wishes.

       It's been seven years since it last came to the world.

       Early morning in the early autumn, sunny.

       The bright sunshine is shining on the beautiful carved windows in the bedroom of Hailongwang.

       He is enjoying his exquisite breakfast, and he feels very happy.

       Facing him, it was a large, soft, very gorgeous bed.

       The girl on the bed is asleep.

       She is still naked, with thin waists, soft slender legs, and a pair of breasts that look like early spring buds.

       It is.

       She is still a child, she is not mature at all, she has been devastated.

       Hailong Wang likes such girls, likes to listen to their shouts and snoring, like to watch her fall under him, painful earning

       Tie.

       Now she is asleep, just because she has been tortured for too long, she has been tortured too tired.

       Her white body was distorted on the purple satin, and it was even more delicate and helpless.

       Hailong Wang finished eating the rice ball he had sandwiched with raw shrimp slices, and wiped his mouth with a soft smear.

       He likes to eat raw fish and live shrimp, which is the habit he developed when he was seven years old.

       This kind of food always makes him energetic.

       So when he saw the girl on the bed, his body suddenly erected his desire.

       He always feels very proud of this.

       A 56-year-old man can still have such physical strength, and it is really something to be proud of.

       In recent years, he has been able to fully use this kind of physical strength on the bed. He has not played against others for many years.

       Because he has no such need.

       Ten years ago, he built this seven-sea mountain villa with a huge rich man who was looted from the sea.

       After ten years of renovation and expansion, this place is now not only rich and beautiful, but also like a copper wall.

       Kind.

       The ban here is very strict, and his men are all through his selection of good hands.

       And there is also a group of buddies that he brought down from the sea, and each one is willing to die for him.

       His opponents are coming to him to settle accounts, usually even his face is not seen, he is already dead under the knife.

       So no one has come in recent years.

       The sun is shining and the weather is fine. The air is full of floral and virgin body fragrance.

       He is more happy, ready to enjoy the girl's fresh carcass again, then go to the city and look for the pair tonight.

       Elephant.

       The girl suddenly woke up, her weak body huddled, her eyes filled with grief and fear.

       Hailong Wang smiled and slowly approached and said: "You don't need to be afraid, this time you feel happy."

       She bit her teeth and stared at him.

       She hated this person, but she knew she couldn't resist it.

       When he pressed his rough palm and squeezed her soft and smooth chest, she couldn't help but yell: "You...

       You... you must not die. ”

       Hailong Wang laughed and said: "I can't die, can someone walk in and kill me?"

       His laughter is full of confidence, and he believes that this is absolutely impossible.

       However, at this time, he suddenly said personally behind him: "Yes, I promise that someone will come in and kill you."

       The smug laughter suddenly stopped.

       Hailong Wang Huoran turned and saw Wang Feng.

       Though he is tall and sturdy, his stomach has begun to bulge, but his movements are still very sensitive.

       Wang Feng is looking at him, as if the butcher is looking at a fat pig to be slaughtered.

       He is more calm and confident than him.

       His clothes were stained with bright red blood, but his face was dead gray, as if he was seriously ill.

       But he actually came in.

       From the heavy guards of Qihai Villa, they broke the bloody road and broke into the forbidden land of Hailongwang.

       Although Hailong Wang is still trying to put on a calm look, his hands are cold and said: "How did you come in?"

       Wang Fengdao: "Into the two legs."

       Hailong Wang suddenly drank: "Come."

       Wang Fengdao: "You don't need to yell, I promise that if you call a broken throat, there will be no one."

       Hailong Wang bit his teeth and said: "Is the outside person dead?"

       Wang Fengdao: "There is no dead light, and it runs out."

       Hailong Wang sneered and said: "With you alone, is there such a big skill?"

       Wang Fengdao: "I only have one skill."

       Hailong Wang could not help but flash: "Which?"

       Wang Fengdao: "I dare to desperately."

       He really dare.

       There are not many people in this world who are really desperate, and there are fewer people who are really afraid of death.

       So he can kill a bloody road.

       Hailong Wang has begun to panic, he can see that this young man is not telling lies.

       Wang Fengdao: "In fact, it is not awkward to die now. You should have been dying."

       Hailong Wang sighed and said: "If you want to get a ticket, just how much you want, just open your mouth."

       Wang Feng does not speak.

       He also saw that Hailong Wang was deliberately dragging his time, waiting for an opportunity, a battle, and how many times he was born and died.

       People will never surrender so easily.

       Hailong Wang's feet are moving quietly, and again: “Who are you?”

       Wang Feng was cold and cold, saying: "I am just a dead person."

       He really doesn't want to die.

       Only those who do not want to die can do this kind of thing.

       The sea dragon master suddenly yelled, and when he swooped over, he had more odd-shaped, large-sized scimitars in his hand.

       This is the weapon he used in the past seven years. Under the knife, I don't know how many people's heads landed.

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