After seven thunderstorms, a small snow-white lightning storm washed away the spit snake mail.

After Lu Zhenyi took the fan with one hand, he gently folded the fan with one hand, smiled slightly and said, "Pick up the minefield in the waterhole!"

Chen Zhenfeng turned around, raised his hand and pressed his clothes, and the invisible wind immediately turned into a knife and spread around him.

The thunderstorm and the knife collide and disappear at the same time.

After Lu Zhen's negative, purple-black thunder slowly emanated from his eyebrows. Every time he meditated, the thunder would sound one after the other.

Chen Zhenfeng has known the roots of Lu Zhenfeng's musical instrument for many years, and although he was briefly placed in a thunder pool, he is fearless. He cut the snakes one by one like a waterfall.

The wind raged over the mountains, and the clouds fell in the sky.

Lu Zhen and Lu Zhen are the most popular ways to kill, and there is a deep sense of penetration.

As the descendants of the Zhongxing King of Longyang County, they naturally have a certain ability under pressure. Strong people know this. This is a man named Lu Zhen. He didn't put the card in front of him. If it weren't for the results, Chen Feng would definitely keep all his martial arts in Shenqian County for a while. But when that happens, the price I pay is the same.

Of course, it was Chen Zhenfeng's idea.

Lu Zhen's face also approached the original laughter, probably the same mind knew the feeling of the stomach, and it was an illusion that ordinary Li Lei wanted to kill Chen Zhenfeng.

But in Chen Zhenfeng's case, Lu Zhenfeng did not notice such a mixed-race child. Compared to Lu Zhenfeng, his vision is not the size of China's eastern seaboard, but the wider world behind the eastern wilderness.

Carefully hide Chutian on the back slope of the mountain. His son, Xiao Duan, was watching the two of them fight on the mountain. Half-column short incense, Chen Zhenfeng Qizhuang people, has endured dozens of razers. Chu Tian admired the confrontation between the two from the beginning, and now he knew that the performance of the game was not flawless.

Even if Chu Tian tried his best, how could I secretly interfere and attack a person? This is where I can't start.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

Paving a beautiful woman looking at the northern sky, dark clouds, maybe cloudy and rainy now, but only 50 miles away, it was still windy and sunny.

When old things made him wander around, the women were unwilling. Miraji is so unpopular and they care about my daughter.

She was in a good mood after we landed. I must say, it's good. A boy named Chu Tian sometimes scratched.

Even so, let his heart rise to an idea that he never dared to think.

When he came into conflict with an ordinary warrior monk, he practiced a secret martial art method. The third emperor opened his heart and opened the eyes of heaven. Therefore, even if it was just a glance, he saw the mystery of Chu Tian. He glanced at the golden lotus in the dark clouds and filled Huating Mountain with qi.

She stuck out her tongue, licked her lips, and smiled like a flower. Nice young man!"

She closed her eyes, and when she was able to swallow the Jincai martial arts, she didn't say that she was in love with a boy named Chu Tian, but asked her to be a slave or a servant.

When the time comes, don't you tell me that the champion's small kingdom must pass through the city gate, the palm of heaven and earth, and the palm? Does this mean that there is an evil martial arts paradise that has lost heaven and earth?

For thousands of years, every time Jia Ziguang passed by, Qian Dao would get a group of children walking on the ground. They will be guests of the High Gate. They helped some high-level people, such as Kanyu Mountain, River, Feng Shui, controlled the transportation of martial arts, and had a good reputation. In particular, the sons and daughters of Qiandao are unwilling to give back, and it is said that it is their main path and choice, fate, so that the children of Qiandao are not from all over Dongxuanzhou.

The woman who had called to talk about the city suddenly looked at the lake. He was so distraught that two young women in green dresses did not dare to disturb a lady's journey of thousands of miles.

Actually, when it comes to the city, it's doubtful. Now, according to the original plan, the island of Qiandao Island did set foot on Dongxuan Da Alu, at least a hundred years before leaving this land. Why did it go on like this all of a sudden, and how could these little beaches in the East China Sea not be happy? Of course, can this man be happy to the end, let alone now!

It was the pavilion, and the maid in the green dress lit the censer for the lady. Another man got out of bed and went to help the lady comb her hair and touch the silk. The two maids were not for fun. This lady is so dreamy that even if they don't have the slightest jealousy with this lady, they will feel neutral.

A beautiful maid with a hot mole on the corner of her mouth combed a young lady's hair and gently asked, "When are we going?"

Don't think of a woman as a shy woman with a gentle smile and "no rush".

Tens of thousands of years ago, Chenshan was the holy land of martial arts, the mirage of all things, and Longteng was the center of heaven and earth in Dongfang Xuan. This is the reversal of happiness between heaven and earth, and it is also the reversal of Chen Shan's indulgence in time and space. Zhong's ancestors came from Chen Mountain, and it is unknown why they are still alive after they were forcibly cut off by the power of a spiritual warrior.

Over the course of tens of thousands of years, the original Tatsuyama has turned into a rich parasite, but in the East China Sea, you can see mirages everywhere in the sky.

A woman named Tancheng frowned, and now Qiandao was in the hands of the three elders. Although he is no worse than three people, he is still in Wudang Kingdom. Especially an old man with eyes and maggots crawling on him. Identity, both sides just don't know the feeling of the stomach, after all, an old friend's ability is not really small, if he has a good eye for the future on Phantom Island, I'm afraid the old guy has eaten the bone fragments on the left.

Tan Cheng accidentally threw a green fishhook and took out a hosta depicting a dragon and a barber and put it on his head to make his daughter happy for himself, even though he liked the nasturtium, which with its painful and flowing light, did not prevent him from seeing it as her lover's family.

Never dream of a woman without violent power and soulless breathing, she raised her hand and gently waved a gentle voice, "Chilan, go and see where the battle is." ”

The beautiful maid, who followed her to the talking city after urinating, retreated for a while, then slowly walked out of the pavilion and flew away with one hand in her skirt.

Speaking of this city, looking back at the sins that disappeared soon after, he whispered, "Gu Kailai, if he told Elder Pei the news that my party had come to find Xu Chulang, what would you say?"

Although I knew it was just a young lady's joke, the valley maid's body trembled a little.

Speaking about the city, he shook his head, believing that the issue was also a white one. As one of the three ancestors of Mirag Island, Bae Qianquan.

On the west side of the mountain forest, a young man was lying on a long branch. When the wind blew, his snow-white clothes fluttered in the wind. The dust made him a little uneasy.

The young man had a straw in his mouth, which upset him.

Yao Jia Jinxiu is actually not a great and powerful person, but it is not as good as life anyway.

Hundreds of years ago, a young disciple of the Yao family came to visit his family. In his first year, he stepped into the Seven Great Divine Kingdoms and the Kingdom of Martial Arts. Later, he was selected to be a disciple in Qingyun Pavilion. Never mind. After that, Yao Yue, a disciple in the circle, went to Yao Yue's apprentice's house, but never returned to the pavilion, and the parents thought that the apprentice had met his calendar practice in the accident and might have died unfortunately. For this reason, the elders of Qingyun Pavilion came to Yao's house to offer condolences.

But who knows that hundreds of years of scenery passed, one night, in the city of JXI, a shocking picture appeared, as immortal ink jetting, and then the young disciple of yaoyue, now a middle-aged federation, with two white temples, a gold medal statue with a celestial carving stamp in the world. Heaven and earth, overnight, the children of the Yao clan have ascended to heaven, no one can break through the situation overnight, and the talent of martial arts is as high as a hundred feet.

The young man laughed, the legendary encounter of the Yao family can be called a fake hundred generations, envious of others, but sometimes it is ridiculous to him.