Eight, coma warm, 1
"Ah...... Call!
Hurry up!
Yinling, run faster! β
Gu Ji'er pulled Yin Ling hard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
While constantly looking back,
While constantly urging the spirit.
Gu Ji'er gasped for breath, and did not forget to shout:
"Can you run a little faster! Whew......"
"Jill...... Call...... I...... We ......"
Yin Ling was about to run out of breath.
In the end, he didn't finish anything.
She just panted and ran along.
Follow the steps.
She paused for a moment,
Still can't help but gasp,
While asking, "We...... What exactly is it ......
What are you hiding? β
"Ouch! Oh......"
With one of Gu Jier's sharp eyes,
She quickly pulled the Yin Ling around an alley,
She just dragged her into the alley,
She stopped where she was, gasping for breath,
She closed her eyes and gasped: "Finally...... Finally...... It's getting rid of ......."
"Pendulum...... Get rid of ...... Miscellaneous...... Why? β
Yin Ling also gasped and asked her in confusion.
She couldn't help but press her stomach, which hurt when she ran.
Yin Ling couldn't help but complain a little: "What is going on?"
Is it necessary to run so hard? β
"You're not talking nonsense!"
After resting, Gu Ji'er was a popping chestnut to Yin Ling.
She couldn't help but tap the wooden head of the Yin Ling and said, "What time is it now?" β
"What?
As like as an apple to an oyster. The Whisper shook his head.
An incomprehensible look,
She's just crossed her hands,
He looked at Gu Ji'er with a suspicious face and said, "I really can't figure it out."
What the hell are you up to?
What is there to dodge?
Does it matter when this root is now? β
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