Chapter 314: Sweeping
Yue Zhuo was silent, whispered, and firmly: "Make a couple!" β
Next to Mo Ning Hong, Xu Yun, ζ΄ δΉidle crutches, palms holding bΗshΗu tightly, making a "crunch" sound.
"Lord, do you still wash your waist?"
Mo Ninghong gently pressed Xu Yun's palm and arm, and calmly said: "When the time comes, to solve the problem of the same leaves, it may not be the same kind of waist and waist." "They are talking about it, and if they make this one, they will kill it.
Yu Guo, Mo Ning Hongxia continued to think about it, where, leaning on a snow peak, he obediently pouted and flattened a Xuan
Lu, Yi Shudu leaned on the outside, and didn't think about it.
Mo Ning Hong's words were stubborn: "Even if you kill the thieves in the puppet family, what kind of Fen will you make, and it will be difficult to make this Fen Ling, Du Fen Ling?" β
It closed its eyes indifferently, and said coldly: "What about the encirclement and suppression of the Jiuyuan Mansion, the bear is like a man and a man, and he is standing in a daze?" β
This sound, the same muffled thunder, exploded stubble.
For a moment, there was silence, and he didn't answer.
Mo Ning Honghan pursed his lips: "Also, you don't even have this bit of bravery, and if you cultivate the sword, will you bully the weak?" What are you doing sword cultivation, are you afraid of insults, and you are holding your own sword! β
"Hoo ......"
The black pressure pressed the crowd, and finally did not allow Xu Duo, standing on the crutches.
"Hmph, even make the sword repair, do it, do it, why don't you admit it, and make it die?"
A thick eyebrow pavilion Han station is sloppy, and the pavilion is drinking.
Slowly, one after another, the drums began to be brave, and they stood one after another.
This is a lot of money, and it's a little bit of a stubble.
The rest of the country remained as it was, making it squeeze and be worried.
Mo Ninghong glanced at the two hundred, and he nodded in recognition: "Huh! This is an oak man! It's also an insult to the sword cultivator's head. β
"Mo Ninghong, even if you make a messenger to besiege you, you are a rebellious person, you are thinking that a family will rebel against the party, destroy it, and eliminate the harm of the people, should you?"
One of them gritted their teeth, but they were angry, and they shouted angrily.
Mo Ninghong glanced at it, word by word, and resonated: "Even, after the dawn, even, make a rebellion!" Didn't even collude with the murderer! β
"Hmph, your mouth is so much, how can you think about it?"
Nemo tilted his head, still sneering.
"Sneer......"
"Ugh!"
Frightened, it had no signs, muddy, and made the jaw tremble.
"Ahem ......" it stared at the alfalfa eyes, Jian Shu dared to believe in it, and the original stubble picked up Mo Ninghong, but it was stubble, they were chest, and the sword penetrated, and the stubble dripped stubble.
Mo Ninghong, the corners of his mouth were raised, with a hint of fierce arrogance, stubble in his ear, and whispered: "You have a waist, even if you want to kill you, a sword is enough, do you still need to quibble with you...... Hmph......"
Mo Ning Hong's sword, a moment of Nai's chest, suddenly sprayed, splashing it on the face.
Gnawing with the Absolute Grace Holy Cesium, the body, and the roar of the network.
Mo Ninghong also made the makeup cold and grim, the eyelashes were beating, and their eyes were scareless, and they didn't blink a little scared.
"Hiss......" The two hundred stations were full of immortal cultivation, and the oak made the combustion reaction the same, and the "dong dong" retreated for a few moments, shortness of breath, and internal slumping.
Mo Ninghong glanced at it indifferently: "It's not too much, why are you thinking about it?" β
It's not a problem, all the people are muttering, it is thinking about it, and the bear expects the consequences.
Because of this, these two hundred, they are not desperate, they are not stubborn, they are not angry, and they are not afraid.
If you do it, you should take responsibility. It asked, the bear is enough to stand and admit that he is ruthless and brave.
Just now, Ying Shi was still a member of the Fen Dynasty, but he didn't have enough to do it, and he dared to stand on his feet.
Now stubble, this Fen Fen turtle stubble is dense and dense, his legs are weak, he is cold and sweaty, and he is scared, but he is covering his chest again, secretly rejoicing.
Surveying the samples, Mo Ninghong made the Xuanjia calculation rule Zixiaojia die, which made the stubble number sit down.
The envoy, without saying anything, Mo Ninghong, holding the palm sword obliquely, the cold and cold sage thorn Jue, the corners of his mouth twitched: "The sword is challenging you, the sword, is it a shame?" β
"Huh?" This group was stunned and surprised.
"Hmph, you don't want to taste Enamel, even if you don't!" The men were angry, and they felt that it was fair.
"Whew!" Mo Ninghong was just frightened by the stubble's words, and he thought about it for a while, and inserted the sword into the stubble with one palm.
It raised its head and shook its palms.
They clapped their palms and stretched out their hands towards the thousands of people behind them!
"Whoosh!" A certain brother has a sword, and the sudden ignition is controlled, and the sword scabbard is flying.
"Whoosh ......" and then picked up a few more times, it was panicked, and its eyes were scouting its own palms and swordsmanship.
Scared of a chin, this Huanfen Pu ordinary sword, scared of the treasure of the sword, a sword full of stubble, next to the stubble of Mo Ning Hong, the oak made a sword mound.
Mo Ninghong raised his feet and stomped violently!
"Bang!" The gravel exploded, a sword shook and flew, it grabbed with the palm, held the hilt of the sword, this sword, the stubble it palmed, the mangs were dim, and the sword was ruthless.
Casually, when he saw Mo Ninghong's clothes, he made gusts of wind blow between his chins, brushing their clothes and stroking their black hair.
Their voices rang loudly and loudly: "You are killing the puppet, killing the puppet, which one has been to blame in the past, and the puppet is guaranteed to be scared, and the puppet will be investigated!"
If you kill your spouse, you will kill your puppet, and you will kill you if you even make an envoy, because of Weijiuyuan Mansion, you have trampled on it! β
"Let's do it!"
With the sound of the two notes after Mo Ning Hongshu, these two Bai Wei built the base mirror, held the sword at the beginning, red alfalfa, and bombarded and killed!
"Kill!" A group roared loudly, begging for water, and it poured out all its might!
Ruthless, Mo Ninghong's body, surrounded by him.
"Snort!" There are a few chaotic swords to stab it, to slash it, to cut it, to move!
One breath, it stepped on five swords, one sword, Fen Don't cut the stubble five sword cultivators, five sword cultivators, and die!
Pick up the scare, this battle situation, the beginning of the scarlet style.
Mo Ninghong is a sword, he didn't move the sword, he relied on the strange speed of the sword, the strength of the team, the majestic practice, the killing spread to the fog to disperse, the killing to the gathering of the red clouds, the killing of the four Qi howling, the killing of the Jiuxiao screaming miserably!
Pick up the breath, one hundred breath!
Mo Ninghong oak is the same, stubble, shuttling.
A seat is frightened, the original two hundred, the fen intensive, and then the palace one hundred five pickups, the palace one hundred, the five picks!
The sword shadow is chaotic cloak, the sword is in the rain, the sword is turbulent, and the sword is broken! Draw your sword, break it!
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