The big hand that can sail high happens to be beautiful. It just so happened that I didn't know what I was doing in my dreams. Suddenly, I opened my mouth and took a bite, "I want to eat pig's trotters!"

"Ahh

Behind him, Xiao Yuhan couldn't help but smile and said, "Pigs don't eat." I think it's better to cut them off and cook them well. ”

Gao Fan was furious. Looking at it, his eyes suddenly lit up. Xiao Yuhan thought, "How are you?"

It turned out that Xiao Yuhan was sweating profusely, wearing a white craft suit, and even showed traces inside. Xiao Yuhan's face flushed with anger, and he said, "me, Gao Fan! When you haven't seen him for so many days, you will feel very disgusting!"

Gao Fan's youngest son smiled and whispered, "It's pink and embroidered with lotus flowers." ”

"Ahh

In the end, coincidentally, after drinking a little porridge, Joe is in a deep predicament again. I slept again, and there was no big problem: fortunately the Lord's rings were few! It happened to be ripe, and in the night, the high sail eyes flashed, and the platinum-gold arrows slashed mightily all around.

Then, the idea of the mist ghost under the blue Zhong-Arab wind bead completely obscured Zizi's breathing······

Gao Fan got off the ship and went straight to Zhou Chen's cabin. His nightmares are the most powerful of his dreams. Now, he had to see what had happened this morning. Gao Fan bypassed a few guards and quickly came to the room and stayed for a week. Zhou Chen has been lying on the bed, the room is very quiet, only the fragrance of the Western Regions, quiet.

At that moment, Gao Fan's eyes were dark.

Ice ghost rice. Dream!

The nightmare haunted and began to begin. In the dark, Zhou Chen I.

"Hey, let's stay here. It's dangerous. Water ghosts are snooping everywhere!"

"Yes, I don't know what Gao Fan is. The major entrusted him with such an important matter, and he came back suddenly, and easily abandoned the game. ”

"Yes, Gao Fan is too disappointed. ”

"Without light, there is no return. ”

"Hello!"

In Gao Fan's heart, Xiao Yuhan naturally didn't know the number of animals in the elevator and the matter of the golden turtle in China. Therefore, he must have thought that he did not win. But in this case, he did not say a strange word, he immediately happened to treat the wound, which also consumed a lot.

Gao Fan was a little moved, so he went to Xiao Yuhan's room.

In the breeze, he bypassed a few black-clad guards and drove out of Xiaoyu Han's room without any sound or color. He immediately showed his eyes to Xiao Yuhan. Of course, because Xiao Yuhan used the Yang Ring and the Fire Ring, he was a woman in the process of hard training, and he didn't seal this ancient artifact at all. Therefore, it is difficult to use every time.

Looking at the beads of sweat on the girl's forehead, turning around slightly, Gao Fan nagged: "Don't worry, the game will definitely be won!"

"If you don't fight for the last day, you'll win!"

At this moment, Xiao Yuhan seemed to have noticed that he had repaired it, and left the door of the room in confusion. There was nothing outside the door of the room. The superposition of the water mist ghost thought and the platinum arrow can be said to be that there is no gap in the sky. Xiao Yuhan, who only wore evening dresses, was very cold, and when the breeze blew, he returned to the room.

Gao Gao was fascinated by the snow-white skin of his upper lip. He heard Xiaoyu say, "If it's fire, that's good." ”

Isn't fire afraid of cold?

"Fire is the best for a monk. Unfortunately, you are gold. Xiao Yuhan didn't know if he was talking about himself or Gao Fan.

The sail is clear, indeed, seal the fire circle, fire is the best monk!

Xiao Yuhan was lying on the bed, and Gao Fan returned to his cabin, thinking about this all the time. The Yang Fire Ring is an ancient firearm. Fire is a great force that monks can exert naturally. The high sail is a metal system, the water is spiritual, but it's almost worse. Suddenly, Gao Fan remembered his hidden light and the "fire of sunshine" that he had never had.

In this way, can we make up for the lack of spiritual roots?

"Not necessarily. You've got to give it a try. ”

"Let's fight off the monks. ”

"I don't know how many ghosts there are!"

Gao Fan was about to sleep, but suddenly, a coincidental voice came from next door, and there was a bang at three o'clock. It turned out that after Jojo pushed the clouds away, the memories of that day began to come back to her mind. The little girl blushed and said, "Uncle, you are trying too hard......"

Gao Fan's heart was so hot that he almost had a nosebleed. He couldn't sleep at all. He began to practice his great orientation.

When it comes to the skills mastered by the dream demon, in addition to the nightmares and thousands of dreams he had yesterday, there is actually an advanced illusion: the dream does not know that the body is a guest. But this magical idea is the best way to deal with advanced stage spirits. Gao Fan practiced for a while, only to see the original golden eyes, the black image in the dream kept flickering, and the dream was to strengthen the skill.

Then there are three high-level ghost ideas. The gold wire net was restored to its original gold thread, but after an hour of practice, the gold thread became noticeably thicker and shone with the brilliance of pure gold. The idea of the mist ghost is the most erudite, with the support of the blue and white double beads, but without the double beads, it is a little difficult now.

In the end, the idea of lightning hitting ghosts, Gao Fan took the purple sky marker, practiced an idea that thunder and lightning were ghosts, and suddenly, stimulated the purple stars. Suddenly, in this strange magic article, how did the purple light appear like fireflies, but it was rare, Gao Fan looked around happily, there were only ten, how could there be the feeling of a small universe of purple light?

Gao Fan carefully comprehended the "Book of Imperial Ghost Decisions" and imagined the confrontation that night. Of course, there are a bit more purple stars.

An hour passed, and Gao Fan finally practiced ghosts, gangs, ghosts, and paper plays. Modeled after the calligraphy of the pig, the sails of the high sails are bursting. Although they do not enclose the higher-order methods, they are already the masters of the system.

Gao Fan ate two kinds of seaweed in his mouth and looked at it coincidentally. In the end, he slept all night unconscious, woke up from a long sleep, looked around a wooden room, and said, "I must be dreaming." ”

Gao Fan stepped forward and said, "Little Ancestor, get up." ”

"Is there such a disgusting thing in my dreams?" Coincidentally, I slammed my mouth and hit Gosai.

The boy in yellow was afraid to stay. He subconsciously said, "Guest officer, do you really want so much?

"Hurry up, let's go!"

Jojo yelled.

The two youngest tickets were like this, and the kitchen was full of chickens and dogs jumping. Gao Fan said helplessly: "Coincidentally, you shouldn't have an upset stomach. ”

"You're in charge!" said Jojo angrily.

"Isn't that the end of the day? You say so much, or you take the initiative.

Gao Fan waited for a long time, waiting for the plate to be served early, but if the food was not served early, the bright-eyed little girl seemed to swallow herself alive. She was hungry for a day. Finally, when the plates were put together, she was able to eat the first honey and soup elbow and happily said, "The honey is fresh, I love it!"

After eating the second pig's knuckle, he happened to say, "It's fat and not greasy, I like it!"

Eating Buddha jumping over the wall, I happened to taste: "The taste is very fragrant, different flavors have their own characteristics, I like it." ”

Gao Fan began to believe that the little girl had been hungry for a long time and wanted to eat something. But after a few bites, he found that each dish was very good, uniquely made and exquisitely crafted. Can Zhenyu Elevator Workshop, a restaurant in this medium-sized market, do it?