Thinking about the waist leads to match the fairy mirror, and also makes the top level of the honor, the seven cheeks, and play with the pout! It ridiculed each other, and they all talked viciously, and Mo Ninghong listened to Qin Qin.

"One is a sorrow, a sorrow in the Emperor Domain, and a mistake in the Empire."

"This guy is sinister, and it is also a tiger to make a sword? Hehe......"

"After the seven Zhizhi, it will die in the Yellow Spring, let's teach it a long lesson......"

……

Zhu Du Du passed through Li, and the merchant went to the cesium exchange.

It surveyed Mo Ninghong and sighed: "Alas...... You're a child, it's too strange, you make immortals, you don't wake up weird, but you eat the same as eating the immortal medicine.

They are made to make steel casting.

You are ...... Alas...... Guys help you, you beg for blessings......"

The merchant is ruthless and regretful, it is stubborn, after seven Zhizhi, Mo Ninghong is such a sinifer, and he is embarrassed.

What about Ke Xi......

Mo Ninghong made Bian Ping, and after all the stubbles were stubble, the corners of his mouth were raised.

Fan Xing...... You're sitting on a puppet making machine, but you're a couple! Occasionally, when I listen to your aunt and wait for your face, you will be ruthlessly difficult to investigate......"

Mo Ninghong carried the beginning of the coolness, and beat it fat with both heads, and scolded: "Rabbit cub!" You're a fool!

You have a stomach, and you ∏ to investigate! ”

Mo Ning Hongyu was quite curious, and he looked at the cool belly, and the cool pouted and shook his head: "Huh!" Tiger survey, babbling survey will occasionally die! ”

Mo Ning Hongshu took over this iron cage and put a pile of immortal beasts that had never hatched eggs, so that they could be eaten coolly.

It just thought about it, but it shook its head, stared at the cold, and whispered: "Rabbit cub! Don't eat this cage! You dare to eat it! Beat you up! ”

Liang Liangmu nodded his head, and then he took Mo Ninghong, the two alfalfa let go, and he loved to release the palm of the stubble and a bunch of eggs, red alfalfa, gobbling up the holes?

"Ka Ka Ji Ka ......"

This kind of sound made Mo Ninghong's hair tingle, and its face was black, and it was not a good man.

Mo Ninghong and Jue Sword Tomb, repay them for the pseudo-Ninghong.

The chief of the sword tomb surveyed and squinted, and the voice was exchanged: "What kind of guy are you messing with?" You're wonderful! Does it make you feel lonely? Kan Ru is desperate, and he is on a crutche. ”

Mo Ninghong swept past the robe and swept over the sword tomb like the tomb of Jue.

Tens of thousands of stubbles are sewn with treasure swords, and the stubble is dark, and the swords are flickering.

This mile is not a fence, a respect, a first fence, a central fence, each should wear a mirror, a fairy mirror, a fairy mirror, and a holy fairy mirror.

Mo Ning Hong's alfalfa plundered, and it was discovered that there was no sword with a broken handle, and the sword was red, as if it had made hundreds of millions of immortals piled up.

It is an iron table, and it is gloomy, and no threat leaks out.

Burning Mo Ning Hong Kan Jue this sword is a moment, the brain is a mile, but it seems to be a sword of the Immortal Wan, a sword, a straw screen killing, and a painting of the river.

It choked the stubble of the ghosts and stubbles of the ghosts, and pierced the scriptures.

Their brains are messy, and their heads ache!

A stream of spur crashed into their holy thoughts, causing them to be chaotic and almost uneasy.

Mo Ninghong hurriedly closed the alfalfa Huisheng, silently recited the silent mantra, and calmed down the squirrel.

Then, it stared at the sword and muttered, "Strange sword? ”

Mo Ning Hong was in charge, it sat cross-legged and stubble, and slowly communicated with each other, quietly comprehending the tomb of Mo Ning Hong's stubble and the sword.

Thinking about the waist summoning the sword, it is not necessary to make the waist communicate with each sword and sword immortal.

This is a strong teacher, and it may not make a master a refiner, but a master must not be a strong teacher!

Xun Wei Xuan Xian Bao began to think about waist refining, and he needed to choke on his waist and frequently sword immortals.

The Fen Holy Beast is too strong.

Dare to suppress it, and see it.

If you have a sword immortal, you will have a living sword, but if you don't have a sword immortal, you will have a dead sword, and you will have a living sword, but you will make the quality the same.

The sword is alive, Keyi is dancing with the sword, holding the sword and holding the weak, the sword Keyi protects it, and when the sword is held by the strong guard, Keyi washes the sword and raises the immortals!

Both burn immortals, this sword is a sword, and it is good and evil.

The good sword protects the Lord, and the evil sword devours the Lord!

Mo Ninghong just surveyed which sword was in a moment, and it felt regretful, this sword sword immortal was definitely not good.

Abandoning this distracting thought, Mo Ninghong recognized that he had begun to communicate.

It is the beginning of the Xianxian Treasure of the Elementary Stage, the waist infiltrates into the Sword Immortal, the sword is fused, the sword moves, the sword moves, the sword moves, and the sword makes the failure.

Mo Ning Hong's understanding of Jianzhi Road, and the exhibition of Xuan.

Brother Yi Zhen ......

It stubbles this Fen Fen Fen Immortal Treasure and looks at the communication.

When it was discovered, it made the immortal treasure and the sword immortal, but it burned its waist and refused it, and it failed.

Kanshou Wu Shi was squinting, glancing at Mo Ninghong, and shook his head secretly: "Alas...... How can Kehu make the sword resonate, and the sword attainment is very difficult, the sect master, and the sword is difficult for you. ”

Mo Ninghong opened his eyes, wiped the corners of his mouth, it was stunned, it was convinced!

It's hard to tell, this Fenfen sword stubble tells it, is it worthy of support?

What?

Is they too poor?

The chin of the stubble, the two blades, finally made the sound of the dark beast, this sound, the stubble began to ring in their minds.

"Master Hong...... Are you? The sword immortal envoy is not an immortal, it chooses the main one, and is ruthless.

Nothing is a matter of Fen, a pity, a pity, a pity, a pity,

This kind of thing is called the number of nega.

Through experience, the number of people has accumulated a lot of water.

You first count the numbers, pick up the strong Fen!

Ke envoy, you have taken away a companion.

After today, you think about the beginning of the waist and the beginning of the new accumulation, and it is difficult to save up.

At the beginning of the mirror, the accumulation of the number of images made the time of the clouds, and the number of clouds was slow.

It's not about making you feel like you're going to be endowed!

It's too bad.

Yu Yu is still full of words, you are like a layer of strange spells, shrouded.

This strange spell is even incomprehensible.

It's so strong, it's so strong that it's blocking you!

It should be a stuff for you, and the Tigers will take it away!!

Make this strange spell, harm you, this Huanfen sword immortal, you are miserable, it is not enough, it would rather choose a place to give you a difference, but it is not a long way.

Master Hong, you think about your waist and let it recognize you! It's difficult, it's difficult."