Behind the young man in black was an elegant back-to-back piano. Pale, beautiful, and with a vivid inquiry, no one seemed to have anything to do with it. This is after the shame, the seven-sided black robe, a group of people ran out, and the contradictions in the sky began to slowly erupt.

Beat the air!

A group of people use magic tricks to spread upwards in the distance.

Such a inheritance is not an ancient tradition, only against nature, the consumption of a large number of stones, a county monarch can not be wasted. Look at every row, because the earthquake gathers over everyone's heads.

Leading the path of the demons, ensuring that the iron and blood in his arms were like a giant, suddenly changing color, all trembling slightly.

Now the warriors don't know what the black python in front of the young black-robed Ozen is. The county's Long Da is on trial.

The eyes of the black python are like poisonous snakes, which is unsettling. Seeing that the wind swept away, the scalp of Miaodu, who was seven-fold Xuanwu, was numb, his legs were sore, and the red primary color was even, and he stepped on the top of the mountain.

Is he crazy, like a fool?

People were surprised.

I have been expecting that the Black Python team will not exceed a few black blood of the Black Python, and their eyes will widen in disbelief.

The basalt kingdom is becoming more and more difficult to refine. Especially when it breaks through the seven basalt fields, it's hard to imagine that when it breaks through a single point, it will go far beyond the seven layers before, middle, last, and middle of the six and seven basalt fields.

The magic of the seven-fold basalt is that the black boar boy stepped on the seven-fold basalt, and ants were everywhere.

Suddenly began to go to the basalt of the five-fold red plains, especially the ants did not go!

However, like ants, they resolutely walked to the top of the mountain when the heads of many Xuanwu Sevenfold Demons lay on the ground and trembled. Until the son of the black python, the disease was not cured.

"Little son, who are you?"

The black anaconda's black-blooded horns sloped upward, but he didn't think he could.

On the contrary, Hongyuan ends up finding him amused and confused. Everyone is scared, and the head of the devil on his knees is more interesting.

Hongyuan did not reply. When he arrived, he didn't see the powerful male python. He stared intently at the male python. His voice trembled. "Love the moon, this is you, cherish the moon, is it you?

Hongyuan's eyes are red.

When he saw that he was graceful from the son of the black python, his eyes could barely move anymore.

The beautiful big material, the tall challenge, the thin and beautiful face, the curved eyebrows, and even the voice and natural noble temperament are all in line with the situation of the Chu State Aiyue!

He exercised frantically day and night in the Dingtian Continent, escaped death in the palace, and drifted sea smoke in the blue sky, what did he use?

Otherwise, go to the ends of the earth and ask the Chu State to cherish the moon and the cold demons, and reunite with them?

Hong Yuanxin is no longer calm, and his heart is extremely excited!

My ascension is not only a delicate step, but also a favorite in pursuit!

Now, this man must, how can he not be excited?

In front of Hongyuan, I couldn't wait to pick up the shameless man in the suit and tell him how to get out of the slaughterhouse and how to fly in the broken day.

A tall man suddenly blocked the way of Hongyuan.

The python was black and bloody, with a layer of frost, "Stinky boy, so you asked, who are you?" ”

The devil's head knelt on the ground and was quietly raised, and it was difficult to see Hongyuan's Shin bold Hoda.

At this moment, in the eyes of people, Hongyuan is not an ant that has not entered the water, but a cow, bullish.

Unfortunately, this is a moth to the fire of the cow, dead!

"Soup!"

The roar of the grand reaches makes the heartbeat quicken, and the eyes look straight ahead.

Dare to expose the black python in public and leave, I'm afraid that the outside is not his black python old house, and now it is the grand point of Qingzhou in ancient times. With the fame of the black python, the other three sons, I'm afraid they don't have the courage!

The son of the anaconda, Black Blood, was also surprised.

In the past, I have only seen mice revered by cats, even! Suddenly, I saw everyone, but I was a little uneasy. For a while, I just didn't know that Hongyuan was a madman and a fool. Maybe he really has a piece of history and a platform.

In ancient Qingzhou, Beijing, there was no large table among the four giants.

Yes, the black python still knows this, but the hand of the seven stacks of basalt can't touch the potential, whether it's an earth ant. Look left and right, Hongyuan is not his original face.

"Little son, are you really tired of life?" The prince asked, "Who are you, and what do you think?" ”

The black python boy suddenly felt suffocated, and the color was standard and cold.

Slap Hong Yuan to death! I always feel invigorated and unclear. However, Hong Yuan is not angry, because everyone will be angry for a change, not to mention his arrogant black python!

This time, instead of scolding Hongyuan, he just didn't have the crazy black python prince, but looked at the recent grace, "Love the moon, this is me, Hongyuan." "I'm Hongyuan, have you forgotten, completely forgotten?".

Zhu Xiyue, who Hong Yuan didn't know, looked at Su, and his eyes became redder and redder. Suddenly, he remembered that last year, on the top of the tower of the Great Slaughterhouse, he told the old man to himself. He drank forgetful water and didn't need to fly during the day to be accepted into the outside world.

The summit continues, and the more the fire rises at the foot of the mountain, the more the ground boils.

The fire drum printed on the earth's axis appears right in front.

There are many little devils who do not go against nature and have to stay away from retreat, from the mountains that are about to collapse. Ding Chong, the future dragon god, suddenly stopped bleeding and the ironclad giant next to him, Yang Qi took his feet, bent down, determined the end of the mountain arm, and then walked towards Hongyuan.

You're too tall, everyone runs away, and they're all rebellious. It is undoubtedly dangerous to follow him where Hongyuan is.

"Hongyuan, this is the fire in the sky, and the axis of the earth is a hot fire, so it will go out and tend to go out!"

The Blood Bat King drank heavily and persuaded him to leave Hongyuan.

Although Hongyuan once refined fire, this small group has been greatly reduced compared to previous dynasties. If you grow up in a fire chief and die with ordinary people!

Hong Yuanyuan turned a deaf ear to it. No matter how much the Blood Bat King reminded him, he still looked directly at himself and said that the Black Moon regretted the Moon. His face was worried. The worse black python boy suddenly said, "Black Moon, can you carry the piano on your back?" ”

Although worried, although painful, Hong Yuan calmed down.

Chu Guo's regret for the moon has not yet been written, and it doesn't matter how he calls himself by his own name.

Today, we must remember how to wake up.

"Enough!"

The black python lord lifted red, and his face was blue and iron. A person who is responsible for filming Hongyuan's majority, his breathing will be cruel. If he wanted to live to a crack and a crack, the force wave inside didn't know how many times as many times as the ordinary Xuanwu Sevenfold Hand, so he knelt near the silver mountain, and the three strange Great Demon Kings changed again.

With a slap in the face, the mountain is about to collapse. Whose body will suffer from this disease?

"Black Blood, stop!"

The black moon turned the blood red of the python's son again. She untied the piano, carried Hongyuan on her back, and asked curiously, "Child, you must have a piano, right?" ”

"There will be a little."

Hong Yuan picked up the piano, sat on his lap, put it on his lap, and tapped it gently. A quiet piano was made on the top of the hill.

The black moon shone before her eyes, but the observation in Hongyuan's eyes was different.

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