You are a real man. Good things are different from men.

Longxian is a daughter who wakes up every three months after a hundred years, although the age is the same. This matter is far less strong than Ouyang Xue's.

Looking at the face of Longxian's new love, Hong Yuan, who was a little funny, was dull and calmly walked slowly with him. After a stall, he bought two pieces of sugar gourd for Longxian Bing, "Gu, this one tastes good, once." ”

"Ah, eat it, it's sweet, a little sour. Hongyuan, you have. ”

The dragon god took a bite and opened his mouth. He looked up at Hongyuan, and suddenly there was a god.

In the valley around the corner is a temple that guards the home and your grave, whose only purpose is not to practice, but to break the fate of a farmer's daughter.

Now, isn't that what he wants to see?

Long Xianxian's eyes suddenly moistened, and his nose was sour.

In the streets, people come and go, the noise is so loud that he doesn't want to cry.

For years, he dreamed of one day becoming a daughter. When he realized that he was like a day of sacrifice and death, that day came calmly, suddenly, and happily.

"Gu, what do you mean?" Hong Yuan thought for a moment and asked the dragon fairy who suddenly stopped.

The dragon fairy blushed and returned to God. "No, it's blown away by the sand."

A greater danger caused the distant winds to rise suddenly.

There are thieves!

They are very high thieves!

Hong Yuan was in awe.

For a moment, he didn't know who killed him, but he was smart and aware of the danger.

Lao Tzu passed by, suddenly stopped the bicycle, and took out a sharp knife.

Is it?

As soon as the basalt whirlwind in Hong Yuan's sudden action activated, Lao Tzu grinned at the slave who had made a big mistake and cut a fruit. "Great man, ever!" Fresh green clouds are real.

"Well, I want two kilograms."

The mother tasted a big bite before picking up a bag of fruit, and the old man was just a knife and pushing a trolley.

Hongyuan breathed a sigh of relief. The result was a false alarm.

The old beggar smelled a foul smell and walked over with a warm hand over Hongyuan's nose.

Long Xianxian also heard the smell, and covered his nose to look for Hong Yuan for a day.

Hongyuan's heart was warm.

"Kid, this sister is fine. She bought a chrysanthemum and her sister. The little girl who sold flowers walked up. Before Hong Yuan could answer, he sent a blooming flower with a bright smile on his face.

"Good!"

Hongyuan nodded.

People are more beautiful than flowers. Longxian County was rarely imprisoned in the tomb of the Maharaja, and chrysanthemums were never seen. It was a chrysanthemum in his arms. We're going to definitely check it out.

Hong Yuan stretched out his hand to pick it up. Suddenly, he shook his head.

If a smiling girl suddenly pulls out a sword from a chrysanthemum, a sword stabs near Hongyuan.

The real thief is not the old wheelbarrow driver who stops left and right, but this girl!

Hongyuan's eyes tightened, and suddenly one foot flew up, kicking her little daughter far away. A mess began with people coming and going.

"Hongyuan, you ......"

Long Xianxian was also surprised to see the dagger fall to the ground, this should be.

"Gu, good!"

Hong Yuan grabbed the dragon spirit, turned around and left, and stopped after a few steps.

People fled in surprise in wheelbarrows, surrounded by old beggars and little girls with broken bowls. The house on the street once again took on the character of a man with a sword on his shoulder. In the blink of an eye, Hong Yuanlong was surrounded by immortals.

"Who are you?" Hong Yuan looked at the people coldly and felt his heartbeat.

Suddenly, the old man, the old beggar, and the little girl all exhibited amazing waves of energy. Just now, they didn't know how to hide their feelings. At the same time, among the people who carry the sword on both shoulders, a group of five people is always a good way to basalt four folds, and the power movements in it are not under Master Mu.

There are five ancient peaks in the North Sea.

There was only a group of old beggars, hehe, hehe, hee-hee-ha, murderous, looking like five people, "petty bourgeoisie, welcome to Beihai." "At the beginning, Kexin was killed by Gao Laozhuang and Gao Qingfeng, and the youngest son must be unwilling to stop with how many points he still has. Today, I'm going to let you see my five old peaks in Beihai, haha!"

"The youngest son and you, you are old, I love that there is no deep and honest daughter in this world!"

The youngest daughter also left, looking at him like an old man with a melancholy smile.

In the crowd, there are still people who will stop. When they heard the words "five old men of Beihai", they left one by one.

Recently, the people of Beihai Weiguo heard about the "change of wind", and the five famous old peaks of Beihai have become the objects of punishment of the people of Beihai Weiguo. The speed of the North Sea Guard is known as the Five Devils to avoid harmony. In his grasp, that's real life. His little daughter is harmless, harmless. She is the most feared female demon in the Five Mountains of Beihai, and it is said that he has lived for 8,000 years.

"Waiting for you, one?"

Hong Yuan calmed down, I looked around, Cohesion Zhou had been seriously stolen, "I don't know that Wu Gaofeng's high-definition wind is not only a photo that can't be given, but only a photo that doesn't kill him." "It's not just that, at this moment, give you all the stones as compensation, how?"

Hong Yuan believed that all the stones that Wu had begun to fight for had been moved out and thrown heavily on the ground.

"Well, this basalt is not small. Unfortunately, as many towns as I want, I want to buy five far away. Little son, let you accompany me and your daughter for three days and three nights, hahaha!"

The first old beggar laughed, although only one was enough, but when he was respected, it contained fanaticism, so he chose Hongyuan.

"Don't force me to sacrifice my soul for your death."

Hongyuan glanced at the five ghosts in the North Sea, like dead people.

It is said that the besieged five ghosts of the North Sea are all satisfied, and they are really a little jealous.

If Hong Yuan really died, God would probably fight the hardest.

Surrounded by five ancient peaks in the North Sea, Hongyuan is approaching the Martial Arts Alliance.

A swarm of bees rushed over to see the samurai gathered in front of the crystal screen, even the White Lady and the Uncle.

In the old days, there was a good alliance of warriors, and some went to empty buildings.

Hongyuan is a terrible warrior, and one of them can't hide anything?

People miss it. When they came out into the street and watched the little stupid pig hanging over their heads, one day the cold hearts seemed to be poured cold water on their heads.

There are more and more people around, but few people like Hongyuan.

The dragon immortal also looked uneasy, and his face turned pale.

The five old peaks of the North Sea approached step by step, letting them know that he was good. Zilong is not by my side. He went home first, and then made a big discount. Hongyuan is alone, hold it?

Oh, and Sheepbones is also a fellow, also known as a clever strategist. It's a young son, is it worth it?"

The old beggar smiled coldly and walked towards Hongyuan.

He quickly led the five ancient peaks of Beihai from Beihai County.

I heard that Hong Yuan rode alone to destroy Gao Laozhuang and killed it with a clear wind, and because Hong Yuan is a difficult person to start, it seems that there is no entrance at all now. What Great Soul was abandoned?

The old beggar had dandruff. In his opinion, it is likely that HD Wind was killed by a powerful enemy, and the scholar and the sheep fled alone. In order to escape the punishment of the little county lord, he settled in Hongyuan and wanted to borrow his five people. In this way, Hong Yuan died without evidence, and no one asked about his responsibility. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.