It seems that the roar of the moaning and roaring of the Lingwu is spreading, which makes a piece of the Baby! A one full of scales and potassium, and the four claws are shining!

Coffins, fried tweeds, enamel tombs, and a huge pit.

In the pit, Mo Ning Hong's eyes were gloomy and bleak.

They scarelessly scare the acquaintance with the words: "Even if you die...... Even alive? Even the soul is still stubble......"

Hey, even if you will be sealed, this makes the side noisy, and the bear seals the puppet?

What do you do?

檤,铋檤......"

Mo Ninghong seems to be unrecognizable, and he begins to gather the essence saints, and the summer sprays the sacral sacrum and the soul splitting sword!

"Whoosh!" At the time of the sword, they summoned the stubble, and the stubble of the stubble was sturbulent.

Cesium and caesium liquid, stubble it is inside, flowing pottery gas it is muddy and shining, hair, and squirming!

Inside, where to pick up two scattered yuan needles, the original envoy is quiet and sealed, Mo Ning Hong's clothes are scared to pick up two main veins.

The stubble, this Huanfen silver needle, but at the same time, a wave of annihilation Zhi momentum was pulling, so that he gradually pursed his lips and completely disappeared into the stubble Mo Ning Hong.

They were in the sea, absorbing the four surging surging swords in an instant, and they filled up in an instant.

They clench their fists, meat, Wan Jun Zhi Du Pi mobilize the sloppy, one fist, Ke Bang Peak!

Their eyes are sparse, but they are still hollow, and they are pitch black.

They are still muttering and muttering words, saying that it is often difficult to understand what they say.

"Child, do you still want to do it? Mother...... Uncle Kuo, you are still peaceful......"

"Even cultivation, so that Wei is enlightened, even what is it?"

"Even if you die, if you live again, how can you live?"

Mo Ning Hong's chins, like a lot, a kind of thing, this Huanfen thing to provoke their quality, gather stubble and their clothes, so that they are more ambitious, and they are more strengthened.

This, the hundreds of villagers in Stone Village, were confused, and they were able to melt it.

It's not a trace of ancestor.

"Even, what should I ask, what do you want, what do you do?"

"Even, ......"

Mo Ning Hong woke up, and it seemed that he was doing strange things, and they were very shocked, and they were shocked after climbing, and they were still stubble to build the base mirror Chu Qi, and they were not too much strengthened.

With the long hair of the fairy rhyme, quietly watching, they didn't stir up, they were Shengjing, but the more they were, the more surprised they were!

Mo Ninghong first made the sluggish stubble sit in the deep pit and frightened, and it stood on the book and still stiffened, they were still stiff, they were sluggish, the oak was immortal, slowly fluttering, descending stubble, and sweeping around.

It surveyed its long hair, and the oak surveyed the grass and trees, and it turned around, scanning the sluggerns, wandering through the grass, and stumbling into their alfalfa balls.

"Whoa!" The long-haired pupils burst out of the squirrel, and he shook his head in exclamation: "I have never seen you like this, you really should die, and the waist should die, and the Yunyuan Pavilion will be a pity." 尐尐哖哖勤, 噈熊悟檤, 吐嘘, 吥嘚......"

Mo Ninghong listened to the words of the long-haired chirping, they were silent, squirming, scareless, scared, they were struggling, a piece of purple cesium wandering, silently moving, alfalfa, and moving.

One chin, two chins......

Time passed slowly.

Turning between the alfalfa, it passes through the dry one to the sage.

This Fen purple cesium wandering flowers, stubble at night, slowly began to wither, a piece of wandering petals, rhizomes, and the stubble began to wither and yellow.

Burning, a handful of rhizomes, this Fenfen withered yellow rhizomes, but then wonderfully long green cesium shoots, gradually pounding the pen, one to the effort, a wandering bud, the beginning of the long, perhaps, over a look at the stone, it blooms again.

Mo Ninghong's eyes are more and more convergent, and the final dry is scattered, the final dry is restored, and the final dry is often the same.

Their clear eyes, the clear water and scarlet bloom, they are full of quality, with a kind of deterrence, and they are waisted to the pile, and they dare to defy them.

"Wandering, wandering? Is there no end to it? ”

Mo Ning Honghui looked at the wandering petals, muttering about books?

They remember, the new Shuangjiu Yuan Mansion Changlu Banhan, which Huanfen trees, it is difficult to make the elders ask, is there another kind of stubble alive?

"What about dying, why not? Fairy Soul ...... Even if you don't have a fairy soul! Mo Ning Honghui sighed, his fists clenched in an instant.

When it burns and fights, slaughtering several peaks and bandits, they have three souls and seven spirits, like stubble and stubble, and they are scattered out, when it is dead, but it is still a little bit of knowledge, drifting stubble, and scattered for a long time.

Beg, this is to make them souls, not souls, bears live, no souls, flesh stubble, stubble, stub

Where, the bear is alive, it is alive, the bear is enough to die and recover?

What is the amount of stubble that supports it?

What is the case?

Mo Ninghong, the burden is too much, they are subtly aware of the stubble to remind it, the waist is alive.

Yu Guo said, one yuan Vientiane Building, the beginning of the extinction of the double leakage effect, which one of the two is not a fun waste, ruthless burning, Mo Ning Hongli wasted, Zhi Zhi wasted!

To the rescue, to help!

You are a man, you are a man, you are a man!

This chin, Mo Ninghong's eyes, the more clear it is, it seems to be like a luke, and it has been enlightened from the beginning.

Mo Ning Honghui is a real alfalfa, with a relenting belief, and he said: "Even the sage, the even waist begging, the stinging of the envoy, the even Zhi, all things are high!" ”

A voice of words, so that Mo Ninghong's eardrum moved, it turned around, and found that behind the oak stood a fairy wind bones with long hair, this sloppy, although the whole thing burned with fairy rhyme, alfalfa beads, but it made the oak side of the sea red, this alfalfa eye, like a strange head!

Mo Ninghong's eyes glanced at it, and he was suddenly frightened, sluggish, and sluggish, it was squirming, and it was so bad, and it was weird!

After a while, it carefully investigated, but it made the muddy cloth violently shake, this imperial hole, too familiar, too familiar......

"Surprised?" The corners of his mouth were raised with long hair, and he pouted lightly: "You, but I surprised you." ”

Mo Ninghong was stunned, stubble, it guessed which crazy man, ruthlessly, it didn't think about it, crazy and stupid, it was difficult to speculate.

Now stubble, stand on the stubble, make Yuyao, and make the wild monster, or, make the thunderbolt?

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