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The hurricane suddenly stretched out countless crab-like black hands and swept away the strange spiritual flames.

Crawling along a meadow, the hurricane.

Qiao San's left hand tightened the Spirit Flame Girl's eyes: two scorching eyes flickered from the Spirit Flame Girl's icy lake-like eyes.

"Sister Ling'er: Don't worry, I will definitely find the flame flame!" Qiao San said resolutely as he looked at the frowning and confused search for the spirit flame.

The Flame Maiden closed her eyes, and she used all her spiritual power to find the flame that had been snatched away by the hurricane. But nothing was found.

But she could see that the hurricane was fleeing---- and the Spirit Flame Maiden let out a long breath.

"It's unbelievable that Flame was snatched away at this time. Brother Qiao, let's go to my Peach Blossom Land first, and see what is going on, I feel in the dark that something big has happened in my paradise, but what kind of big thing has happened, only to go to see what happened. The Spirit Flame Maiden looked at Qiao San and said

At this time, the strange spirit flame of the elves, which had been lying in the grassland basking in the sun, woke up. She looked up slowly. A strong hurricane blew -

"Oops, the sandstone is blinded!" Exclamation exclaimed.

"Brother Qiao, Flame Flame is awake! she's asking for help!" Qiao San's extremely beautiful girl and Spirit Flame Girl, who was holding her palms tightly, was surveying the terrain of the peach blossom forest, but she heard the shouts of the Spirit Flame that was captured by the hurricane. The hurricane suddenly stretched out countless crab-like black hands and swept away the strange spiritual flames.

Crawling along a meadow, the hurricane.

Qiao San's left hand tightened the Spirit Flame Girl's eyes: two scorching eyes flickered from the Spirit Flame Girl's icy lake-like eyes.

"Sister Ling'er: Don't worry, I will definitely find the flame flame!" Qiao San said resolutely as he looked at the frowning and confused search for the spirit flame.

The Flame Maiden closed her eyes, and she used all her spiritual power to find the flame that had been snatched away by the hurricane. But nothing was found.

But she could see that the hurricane was fleeing---- for that. The Spirit Flame Maiden let out a long breath.

"It's unbelievable that Flame was snatched away at this time. Brother Qiao, let's go to my Peach Blossom Land first, and see what is going on, I feel in the dark that something big has happened in my paradise, but what kind of big thing has happened, only to go to see what happened. The Spirit Flame Maiden looked at Qiao San

At this time, the strange spirit flame of the elves, which had been lying in the grassland basking in the sun, woke up. She slowly raised her head, and a strong hurricane blew.

"Oops, the sandstone is blinded!" Exclamation exclaimed.

"Brother Qiao, Flame Flame is awake! she's asking for help!" Qiao San's extremely beautiful girl and Spirit Flame Girl, who was holding her palms tightly, was surveying the terrain of the peach blossom forest, but she heard the shouts of the Spirit Flame that was captured by the hurricane. The hurricane suddenly unleashed two black hands again at low altitude. There are words in the mouth.

"The book of spirits is rising, the book of spirits is rising!" it muffled its voice as low as a clear sigh of wind that slipped through the crack in the door and leaked into the room. That magical room, like an incomparably mysterious space, heard the true words from humans. It's growing everywhere very vigorously. This qiē, that spiritual flame can be seen clearly.

It wasn't until these truths were restored that she ran quickly towards the headquarters without hesitation. At this moment, the spiritual flame suddenly appeared. At the prayer place where the "Spiritual Book is Rising Soon" was just issued, there was a fierce battle.

"Yingzi: You are standing in your green building. Based on your guest room, with different experiences, and prostitutes from all over the world---- now, your Qinglou is more beautiful than any store, thinking that this is not a temporary thing, you must work hard and carry forward your dedication to the cause of the Qinglou!" This is the voice of Gong Ji, deputy editor-in-chief of a publication that was unspoken by the unspoken rules of the Qinglou woman.

"Ying'er: Remember that business is prosperous and the career of the Qinglou is supreme!" As soon as Gong Ji's voice came out, Liu Ju flew out and stood at the door of He Ying's Qinglou.

"Little Sister Yingying: You have to come on! When the book in your hand is copied, you can buy another account and continue to plagiarize!" The last prostitute named Zhang Yong also lifted his body and leaned forward.

"Smack, smack, smack!you!" somehow. A tiger-backed figure rushed up and swept towards the three old faces.

"Oh. It turned out to be a new ---- prostitute!'Yingying Qinglou' is invited!" I saw Gong Ji, Liu Ju and Zhang Yong, who were dodging well, rising into the air one after another, and the three of them joined forces, like a guardrail, blocking the young prostitute's place. "He Ying is mine tonight---- you three stinky old men get out!" I just heard that the bear bag who only has a body, but not a wise bear, actually attacked those three treacherous and cunning guys together-

The spiritual flame suddenly turned around, looking at the fist and foot beating that happened in the "Yingying Qinglou", she was in a hurry to run back to Qiao Sang's side, and suddenly she was not in a hurry.

She flew and shook it handsomely: a snow-white cotton blanket flew out from under her body, spread just right under Lingyan's body.

The snow-white cotton blanket was blown by the wind, like a beautiful girl doing radio gymnastics.

It stretched its muscles and bones, and then squirmed softly under the body of the spiritual flame, and spoke, without making a sound.

But that voice is very similar to the plagiarized works of a twilight woman, the private meeting of more than two prostitutes, and the fishy commotion.

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