Chopsticks waist Gong Gong, Li Yun Yun Tong Xuan, into the state of transcendent comprehension.

It almost listened to the sound of chirping, and it was cruel and cruel.

The Divine Scourge Demon Eye is a testament to the stubble sacrifice table, and it is a mission.

At this time, the younger brother Jiu was in a shadow.

Luo Zhenqi was in a hurry to burn, and he was in a hurry.

Lu Fang scrambled for a few surveys of it, glaring at it, and talking dumbfounded.

Luo Zhenqi glanced at it, eagerly looking for Mo Ninghong, but Ke Envoy did not look for it.

"What about Ning Hong?" It resonates.

Lu Fang fought for the ribs and faces, and he was embarrassed.

"Ning Hong—where are you—"

With tears in his eyes, Luo Zhenqi shouted loudly, and the sound sounded all over the world!

They are the source of creation, and they are the source of the power, and they are the source of the powerful people, and they are the source of the people, and they are the ones who are coercive and coercive.

In a moment, the sage shook suddenly, the spurt was violent, the face was smeared, and the spitting was fresh!

"Poof—"

Its body is paralyzed and weak, its alfalfa eyes are about to crack, it is extremely scared, it is frightened, and it is stunned to the top of the temple, and it is holy and wants to wear it.

Luo Zhenqi was stunned.

At any time, Lu Fang fought for it, and his body stiffened, and he gasped!

"Shhh...... Wow! ”

Lu Fangzheng pursed his lips, shook his head, and suppressed it.

It's a failure, it's a failure!

The lips are delicate, the corners of the mouth are fresh and stubble, and the stubble is still dripping with pottery, and it is coughing and coughing

It makes it squirt out when it is fresh, and it has nothing to do with it, it makes the knot dry up, and the waist is dying!

Luo Zhenqi was stunned, and muttered: "It, Sister Yunyun, what's wrong?" ”

"Alas...... Guy, you're going to be unpredictable! Sigh! Scared of children, this is ...... Ahem......"

He looked at Luo Zhenqi without a word, his brows furrowed.

Luo Zhenqi found that there were many strange things to be found in the alfalfa, and they were like strange things.

Luo Zhenqi stared at it with a daze, and he was confused.

It hugged the cool and cool jade arm, and trembled lightly.

Sacrificing to the table, the early spur of the seven picks up six immortal spirit imprints, all of them are broken, and the oak will wither.

It tears at the corners of the lungs, making Yu Qi cold to the bone, and they are holy cesium, not resentful, and desperate.

This opportunity will be ruined!

It's a failure!

Yu Yu said that the god pressed the holy stone, and he needed a strong waist, and he needed a strong waist, and he needed a strong waist, and it was defeated, and he was defeated!

Ke Envoy, Mingshen Palace, Shu Shu Shu Ji Ji Zhi

This defeat is tight, they are both weak, and they are injured! They are swooping, and they are striking!

It was now stubble, weak, bullet-stricken, clenched with both palms, but found that it was holding the crutches and losing the palms.

"Ahem...... O cang, what ......?"

Li Yunhui looked at the roof of the building, like a stubble pouting at it!

Mercy!

"Even if you do it...... Wei Wei Zhen Zhen Wei heard that the puppet was wading through the peak, and the Lai was rushing around, and even Jing wished for this generation, and this one!

God presses the holy stone, you belong to the dry puppet, even the stubble, the ancestors of the Wu Stone, the dry puppet, the even stubble, the envoy, you tiger and the tiger make the puppet Gong one hundred, which one is not a one? ”

Li Yun cried, it pears brought rain, crying and screaming.

It silently weeps and burns holy wounds.

Its delicate body trembled, and its momentum diminished.

It is defeated, and what is it to lose! Hard, it's fateful? Lu Fangzheng took Shen Fu to suppress the inner body, simmered his body in the summer, and Luo Zhenqi said: "Look, the head of the house is not there, it is quiet and recuperating." ”

Luo Zhenqi looked at Mo Ninghong, stroking their faces, and Sheng Jing was in a trance.

It looked at Lu Fangzheng in confusion, and gathered its voice: "You, how can you make a mistake with this kind of alfalfa saint, and even make it wrong?" Sister Yun Yun, how can you be hurt? ”

Lu Fang was bitter and bitter, and he was so stubborn.

Speaking of scarcity, Luo Zhenqi will be sad, will be blamed, and will be miserable.

Luo Zhenqi stared at it, and he shuddered, and said solemnly: "Lu Fangzheng, even Mo Ninghong's fiancée, order you, don't talk about it!" ”

Lu Fangzheng kept his face calm, and replied truthfully.

Luo Zhenqi listened to it for a long time, and this material was vague and vague, and it was so bad that it was harmful!

Luo Zhenqi's face was pale, and he shook his head again and again, and tears flowed down his face.

It hurts, it feels guilty, it blames!

Myojin Palace, this kind of rest of the museum's fate, it is difficult to find it! It's wrong, Xu Hong has a few thousand, and a thousand people may not be looking for it.

It's hard to have an opportunity to do this, but they make mistakes, and they will be delayed!

After the refuge, the Mingshen Palace, Xu will belong to the Gan Qi it, and make it sip its own fate.

Moreover, the survey of the stubble lying on the stubble is the same, and the injury is sorrowful!

Luo Zhenqi is like a sniffing and is on the verge of death!

"Sister—"

It cried and cried, and it was screaming, and it was trembling, and it was chaotic.

It knelt and curled up, unable to speak.

It apologized and muttered, "Sister...... Whining...... Beginning with the beginning, even from the beginning of you! Make a mistake! It's a mistake! ”

It cries sourly, cries hard.

It is stubborn to make up for it, this kind of sneering, thinking about remedy, listening to Lu Fang's arguments, it feels ruthless!

Zhi, he ordered five times, subdued the Mingshen Palace, and the arrows were stubble, and the hoop burned violently, and it would affect the sand and affect the quality, and then it would be changed.

The candies are burning, the body is full of clouds, the sword is swords, and the stubble is collapsing.

They are weak.

It seems to be stubble and falls towards the mortal, it is weird, and the stubble melts!

The arrogance of the stubble is weird, and the stubble is stubble.

Ke makes the stubble, this is weird, the chopsticks are hidden, and the chopsticks are missing.

Mingshen Palace, when he was refining it at the beginning, he experienced a number of calamities, and a number of thunder punishments!

He has exhausted all his strength, refining it, which one, fortunately, the nine ancestors are not rescued by the remaining eight feet, otherwise he will die of a slump!

This Ming Shrine, they are defense-free, so that the Ashiri can resist the Demon Rank Sect and attack strongly!

Accompany the quasi-saint to think about the waist to break it, and it is ruthless!!

He took control of the Mingshen Palace, and after the Emperor, he destroyed the plaque, and the inscription in the hall was transported, and the chopsticks were repaired from his injuries, and the waist was not destroyed by the temple, and it made a comeback.

Xun Xuan, Li Yun Gan Ming Palace, extraordinarily despise, do not cherish this opportunity.