The Immortal Beast converged and said: "Remedy the remedy, you manipulate, you are scared, and you will not make the same mistakes." Occasionally, it will make it forget about it! ”

Zi Qi nodded, and the pouting was pouting, pinching and scare: "Oh, the stubble scares the strange puppet master, and it actually ignites the birth of the same era."

Ke you are immortal, but you can't pick up thousands of people, and you can't make it so good.

You Sakai should be ruthless, what kind of stubble will you stubble this against? ”

The beast is serious: "Even the survey of them, the survey of their obsession, the general Zhi is scared, the past and the present are Lai, even the survey of it!"

It will be choked, and the waist is occasionally needed with the help of it! Hindering it! ”

Zi Qi suddenly realized in a trance, and he was puzzled: "You are the one who makes the birth of the righteous Zhiwu, and you should be in the palace and the quasi-saint!" The leader of the palace is dominant, but the leader of the palace is sinking? ”

The Immortal Beast pursed his lips and said: "Go to the head of the Devil, and even think about it, you will make it beyond the Tomb Zhizhi, and you must not know."

Remember the words of the grandfather, who should let you know, don't tell it!

Otherwise, Daoyun Pavilion, the red will be a layer of history of grinding and extinguishing! ”

The Immortal Beast snorted, entered the Two Rites Blade, and fluttered into the flames......

After a while, Mo Ning Hongli woke up in a coma, and he took a picture of the chaotic brain, and he always felt that there was something in his brain that was sucking away his memory.

It is difficult to open its eyes, and it is difficult to open its eyes, and it is erected from the beginning, and it is swaying, and it is swaying, and it is stubbling.

Mo Ninghong was surprised and asked, "Hey, what do you always forget, what are you doing?" ”

The beast lay on its back, lazy, and casually said: "Even the pile burns the coffin, and the master personally wipes it for you." ”

Mo Ninghong was speechless.

"You...... What do you wipe? ”

"Don't you see it too early, and when you help you seal it, it will be solved!" ”

Mo Ninghong's head was foggy, and he listened to the sneering and ruthless.

It scratched its head and wondered, "When is it wrought?" ”

The Immortal Beast was lazy, and it was out of its depth: "The puppet will die in one place, and the Stygian Moon will be paid, the two blades will be broken, the even flesh will not be cast, and after the soul is destroyed, you will not have the opportunity to die."

...... Phew...... The stubble curses the stubble, and you will never be able to do it! ”

Mo Ninghong has a black line, and he doesn't speak.

After Zhi, the two Yi blades flew on their holy sea and the beast solemnly: "Don't hesitate, continue to break into the building, you don't want to make a stubble, you tiger and tiger are scared, let you go to the survey!" ”

Mo Ninghong was stunned, and instantly regretted that he had learned the lesson of the two blades.

It touched the tip of its nose, and then firmly: "Oh, which even Gaga chopsticks are crossing, and they are fierce!" ”

"Whoosh!"

Outside the Daoyun Pavilion, a group of onlookers watched, solemn.

呲颏, it is surveyed, stubble rhyme pavilion, which is a grain of the back, steep burning between the chopsticks and the Langdu, the ruthless chopsticks are picked up eight layers, nine layers, two layers, two layers of picking......

Yan Xuexin opened her eyes, carefully surveyed, and felt that this was a grain of Ling, and she was familiar with it.

"This kind of sham and one scam, except for it, there is no one to be, hehe......"

Yan Xue was ruthless and hugged her arms lightly, almost thinking about the answer.

First stubble green clouds, Mo Ning Hongqi made Yu Yao, a few chopsticks, one will be slow, one will be lost, and one will be a new one.

Stubble Mo Ning Hongqi begs begging, as if there is no miracle in the tiger.

This Yun Pavilion, the tiger is enough to create miracles, Yan Xue Xin 葙ィ訁壹啶 makes Mo Ninghong!

The second layer is picked up, the old Korean line is swept all the way, and the mile is swept away, and it is enough to cross the chopsticks, and there is no chance to chase Lai.

It raised its palm, surveyed and surveyed the performance of nearly 10,000 people, but it was not exchanged for armor, and what was it!

"Why, they're on their way, and they're stubble."

The old Korean line is full of words, and the anti-stubble performance is stubble, who will take it.

The stubble is stubble, and it suddenly feels that the purple squanders and disappears.

The old Han line of holy cesium was stagnant, rubbing his eyes, but he didn't survey anything.

"Why, even if you make a illusion."

Han Jiuxian comforted him, regretting that he was embarrassed.

Resting on the chin, the old Korean line began to continue to sway, this two pick up four layers, a total of two pick up four arrays, the face needs to crack the waist six layers, and the material is not qualified to advance to one layer.

The old Korean line stepped into the first line, and the formation began to break......

Twin chins, Daoyun Pavilion, two pick up five layers, two pick up six layers, two pick up seven layers, two pick up eight layers, make a touch of purple, one Huang Xun!

This promotion level is a crossing, and it is not necessary to think about it very often.

Outside Sakai is full of people, and the corners of his mouth twitch.

"What chopsticks! Who's the Push? Could this rhyme pavilion be a problem? "Root Ke Tiger can't break the formation, unless you control it, Ke Yi intercepts the wall, penetrates the chain!

If not, does it give birth to a phantom?

Where is the spot, stubble it is scared in a trance, and it is promoted to the third layer, scaring all the people, and pulling the long leaves of the tweed.

In the Daoyun Pavilion, the purple robe waved its sleeves, imitating the dignity of the coffin, and the holy cesium was arrogant. Time flies, Daoyun Pavilion, and the heroes compete.

Mo Ning Honghong chased Huang Fuhao, Xia Xian, Xi Feng Xuan, Zhang Yunjing.

The old line of the Han Dynasty is chaotic, and the various sides are choked with each other.

The performance is still nothing, it is not known, and it is not known that it will make Lingfen and prevent it from continuing to enter the first layer of scare.

Cover it and make the stubble three and eight layers.

"You're always chasing after you."

Zhu Qian saw Mo Ninghong, pouted his lips, and then looked at the face of the Fen Hui Duo.

Mo Ninghong sighed: "What about the old Han line?" ”

Huang Fuhao gritted his teeth and explained: "One Luo, Han Jiu's stubble brother picks up six layers of injuries Caiyi girl, and Zhang Yunjing is in danger of not being able to lose his waist!"

After Zhi, it shows their strong momentum, and when it snorts, it will snatch other performances, and this will behave both in terms of performance! ”

Mo Ninghong listened, and the alfalfa gradually became cold.

Zhang Yunjing saved their lives.

A kind girl, but she is treated with pity.

The old line of Han makes the interests of Wei, and chooses the palm section.

"Hey...... Mo Ninghong, say this mile, your current performance is embarrassing? ”

Mo Ninghong spread his right palm, shook the prison and behaved, and deceived all the wooden chickens.