This makes it scare the treasure from the hearth, and Ke Yi makes it swift and the original treasure.

It's hard, it's doing it, it's failing!

Liyun stubble is hovering on the edge of death, wanting to die.

It may fail to stubble, and it will fail to burn and fail, and it will be stern and make it think and think, and they will be shy, they will be weird, and they will be weird!

How can it be decadent? It's different? What does it do?

He's killing the Creator Master, save it!

Pu Zhizhi is scared, except for the companion of the quasi-saint Mian Qiang Ke Yi began to die in the double water, so that he must be stubble in the waist one hundred Zhizhi!

What does it matter if you are accompanied by a quasi-saint? The waist saves it, and the waist needs to pay the price, which kind of price is too much, who will give it?

Li Yun regretted that it was a road to death, a desperate road!

Luo Zhenqi burst into tears, desolate and miserable, but he was not able to help him, it made Mo Ninghong feel bad, and it made him relieve the situation! Ke makes mistakes, harms Liyun, it doesn't say Ke said!

Li Yun Yun Gan Luo Qi Lai said, the righteousness is extraordinary.

A few stubbles, Luo Zhenqi Yidu Jue, Li Yun material to make a match with Mo Ning Hong, it is a big one, it will be ruthless.

Li Yun Yun stubble Mo Ninghong Palace, giving him help, it saved Mo Ninghong's life, it told Mo Ninghong to control the Divine Suppression Holy Stone Qi It smacked Mo Ninghong and fought shoulder to shoulder, and Mo Ninghong regarded it as his own sister.

How does Luo Zhenqi love Mo Ninghong, love Wu Wu, how can it be painful?

Ke makes it painful, and it hurts?

The mistake is cast, and the companion is quasi-holy, and the companion is quasi-holy, and the kindness is accompanied by the quasi-holy!

Yun Shu Sakai accompanied the quasi-saint one to pick up the two picks.

Every one of them makes it difficult to find it.

Bai Yi is looking for a companion to be a quasi-saint, Li Yun is so qualitative, weird, and there is no medicine to save it!

It's going to die!

Luo Zhenqi was embarrassed, and pulled out his sword with several waists.

It is a matter of how to think about it. It's so stubborn, and it's going to hate it!

Luo Zhenqi was chilled, her eyes were gray, her Jingxu was out of control, and she was low.

Li Yun coughed, their eyes were silent, and they were slowly closed, and they gradually dissipated......

"Boss Zhenye, you let the puppet have the opportunity to gong, thank you, even liberated, even the red and the puppet bear this kind of burden, Ning Hong, the occasional brother, the Shengyuan Pavilion hears the occasional brothers and sisters, and the red ......"

"Alas......"

He smacked the Creation Master closed his alfalfa and stared at it.

It shook its head, and its waist died!

There are no chopsticks, Ke Envoy, Nai Yu this thing is too dry, it is too lost, it is too dead! It insists on scaring Huangquan, who will take it, pull Shuanglai - "Hongye!" Wake up! If you wake up, you will be swept away, and you will be swept away by you! ”

The Immortal Beast Stubble Mo Ning Hong's mind is full of it, and it is called for it!

Mo Ninghong was lying on the stubble, and he didn't care.

Now the stubble is going to be messy, the stubble will be injected, let go of the Liyun Rubi, the Liyun is far from the Liqi death line, and the Yue Lai Yue is close!

Luo Zhenqi cried and dried her tears, her alfalfa eyes were swollen, and she was playful and loving.

Cool, Luo Zhenqi muttered that he was not taking care of it, it sat stubble, lying on his stomach Mo Ninghong, and shouted softly: "Daddy...... Daddy...... Are you asleep? Play with dolls. ”

It also makes an ignorant child, it is dying, what does it mean.

It is now stubbling and stubbling, one is Mo Ninghong, and the other is Luo Zhenqi.

Mo Ninghong's eyes widened, and he slowly opened his eyes.

When it opened its eyes, it was gone.

It is still vague, and it is easy to sit on its body, scaring and recognizing the four stalks, and it is so messy that it burns the holy wounds.

It's sinking, regretful, and shy!

It mentions the beginning of the saint, the fierce one essence saint, the beginning of a leap, and the first alfalfa recognizes the stubble and makes it a stubble!

Mo Ninghong's body trembled, sluggish.

What about Liyun? Will you lie stubble here? They're breathing! Breath ......

"Sister!"

Mo Ninghong stomped on the soles of his feet, teleported over, hugged the beginning of Liyun, touched his palms, and found that Liyun was full of fresh and dripping water, and Dusi was dried up, and they were covered with body, making Liyun cold! It doesn't breathe, it doesn't jump!

Mo Ning Hongyu was struck by a thunderbolt, a thunderbolt on the sunny, shocking it in a trance, and burning away!

Mo Ninghong clenched his fists, his brows were wrinkled, his clothes trembled, and his emotions were out of control!

It's red, gritted its teeth, and hates the grains?

They burst into tears, but they stopped scaring the crutches.

"Who, who killed Sister Puppet! It makes a puppet sister! Saved a couple's life! Help the puppet get the god to press the holy stone! Just invaded by the stubble, it still turned the stubble and stubble, how strong is it! Who tiger hurt it! Who! Who-"

Angry stubble Mo Ning Hong alfalfa ignited the flames, it was wet with tears, their palms were overflowing, how could they make the fingers, embedded in the flesh!

Luo Zhenqi listened to this fierce voice, hysterical and angry, their pretty faces were full of tweezing, panic, and grief!

"Puppet ...... Whining...... Puppeteer! Ning Hong, hurt Sister Yun, make a puppet! ”

Luo Zhenqi stubble, Mo Ning Hong, and he was honest.

It trembled, crying and crying with rain, and sighing for peace.

The stubble material Mo Ninghong roared angrily, and it was stubble Mo Ninghong!

How cruel is it, how cruel is it, it is easy to accumulate regrets, and it is stubble and fall apart?

Mo Ninghong was surprised to survey Luo Zhenqi, and the Hui Hui shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Qi'er...... Don't you play with pouting, occasionally you don't listen to you pouting! Regardless of the opportune enemy, tell the puppet, dig the grave, pick up the pills, give the puppet time, and punish it by the waist! Yikes—"

"Bang!" Mo Ning Hong's fist, hard and stubble, deafening!

"Click......" They crack the bones of the palms and arms, and the plate is affected.

Its palms and arms are in severe pain, but it is still red with alfalfa, and it is gnashing its teeth, the Holy Bible is paralyzed, and it is regretful!!

It couldn't bear to look at Mo Ninghong, it closed its shalva, put its sword, put it on its neck, and bit its mouth firmly: "Make a couple, make a couple!" Pick up the stubble, you are now taking revenge! Admit your mistake evenly! ”

Mo Ninghong's head was foggy, wiping tears from his eyes, and it roared wildly: "Qi'er! Don't play with pouting? Maybe it will make you start to suck away, how can you make the tiger make the beginning of the beginning? Sister save you? What if it is in trouble? You don't talk about it, you tell your puppet, don't be stupid! Strange to you! ”