Hongyuan did not hide it. He said lightly, "My home?" You don't know a small town so far away. This time I came out, which is the second request, unintentionally. ”

"In!, fiancée? Isn't that a son?" Willow's beautiful eyes are bright, most of the game is very tall and straight, closer to red, and there is a thick fragrance floating in the air.

"Don't do it. You can't lead big criminals. ”

Hongyuan took a few steps back and turned around with a smile. "Didn't you say the finals, where am I going now?"

"Haha, eldest son, although our family is a few years older than you, it is not necessarily old, so let me in?" Don't rush to grab it now, I'll take you to see someone. Gan Liu Xingmei smiled, the second wave of spring waves, and nodded secretly.

Just now he was acting like a brother.

In the small box, the fragrance wafting, coupled with his beautiful appearance and elegant manners, can not help but amaze people. Unexpectedly, Hong Yuan was calm and strong, but he didn't know how many years he had dumped his opponent.

This young man, this is not easy!

Liu Ying smiled, and Qiu Bo turned his head even more watery.

Hong Yuan also smiled, pretending not to know and not following the rules, Yin Zhong warned. In the haze, I felt that the competition among refiners was not simple, and I was accidental and precipitous. The heart is dark, and I don't know what kind of graceful willow tree can be considered to meet anyone in person at a speaking event.

The carriage drove away, and Zhao Hong, a fat man, was very angry with the gorgeous Chao Atin in Jincheng.

"What, you can't get it by pursuing thoughts, what are you two wasting?"

Zhao Hong was so angry that he slammed the porcelain vase on the table and fell to the ground. The flesh on his face is broken?" Why not waste it?" Waste, keep his mother's stuff!"

The two guards lowered their heads and hid their faces before they dared to say that their faces were swollen like marks on buns. They are none other than Pan Hong's direct guards who are followed by her parents.

According to the caravan's accounts, the two men followed, huddled together, and it is not known how many cheeks were large.

The car is just around the corner. It stops in front of a hero's palace.

It is an ancient and magnificent palace. Elsewhere, there is a layer of gold inlaid into the wall. Palaces are almost always made of large blocks of metal. On the gates, the ancient "Golden Temple" text is carved in a variety of ways.

"Grand Duke, one of the requests!"

Kayanagi succumbed to the tide of inviting Hongyuan to go inside, but stopped again.

Hong Yuan hesitated slightly and walked ahead.

"Remember, prince, whatever happens, whatever the woodcutter does, everything is under your orders." The willow tree in the purple robe looked elegant and unmoving, but its lips moved slightly, and its voice was written in Hongyuan's heart. Say "woodcutter". I want to shiver.

"Thank you."

Use your body through the Red Garden and push the door in.

From the outside, the golden palace is magnificent, and among them, the air is even grander. The floor, walls, and roof were all large chunks of gold, and they suddenly entered a golden world. Unexpectedly, there were two people in the palace, one was standing on the pillar platform of a large palace, all in pitch black, with blurred facial features, the other was under the stage, the shape and color were thin, and the other was dressed in black robes.

"Engage two adults."

Hong Yuan's approach made him feel uneasy.

The two people in the Golden Palace were feelings that he didn't expect. Needless to say, the middlemen shrouded in black fog could not predict the wave of power under the black robe, which was a spectacle of the basalt world.

"Well, well, it's good to get into, to get a good God, to have a great multichirality in God."

The middle-aged man nodded in the thick fog, as if he had defeated Hong Yuan's work with a glance. "Young man, the power of your heart is different, and the whirlwind of basalt is beginning to form. If it's not near Jincheng, what's the name and where did it come from?"

"Back to the protagonist, in Xia Hongyuan, from a distant town." Hong Yuan replied, with a look of surprise.

Basalt cyclones are in their initial shape, and people in the dark fog are really not simple!

Who the hell is he?

Golden city, golden palace, who can sit here, isn't it the master of the city with one hand covering the sky?

It is believed that the current like a flood accelerates the body of a middle-aged man.

The city lord nodded in the thick fog. The young people are very good, it can be said that they are very good equipment, from Mr. Mu. Young Master Mu, respect in this area is delivered, talent is rare, there is not much time, don't let this respect be. ”

"Good!"

The black-robed man below nodded, stopped, and did not change his face. He glanced at it, walked up to Hongyuan and said, "Okay, follow me!"

Hongyuan followed him, and the black-robed teacher Renmu walked out of the golden hall through the back door, following him, and an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.

Cold!

On the body of this wooden teacher, Hong Yuan felt that there was cold weather on the iceberg.

No matter in front, just as the castle lord in front covered the sky with one hand, the color of the wood lord did not change to a straight face, if it did not touch the big tree.

Although the head of the devil is fierce, there are also human feelings, and there are always people who ask, nothing.

The classification of the tree is still the fear of a big demon in the head!

Hong Yuan was in awe, and suddenly remembered the beautiful shape of the willow and the chill of the woodcutter.

Mr. Maeki seemed to have a feeling, and suddenly looked back at Hong Yuan, God did not stop it, Hong Yuan and Shi Hyun were very afraid of the deadly attack. Fortunately, Mr. Mu has just turned around, what to do. Under his leadership, Hong Yuan came to the next scene of Huo Tong.

On the pitch, there are many cubicles, and more than 100 people are busy. A small compartment with a tripod stove in front and mountain materials next to it, but all of them are carefully crafted by Ming. Looking back, Hong Yuan saw a familiar face, and in the first round, the big man in red unexpectedly stood out.

As soon as the woodcutters arrived, many lowered their heads and went busy. No one dared to look up. The whole place came to an end, full of shouts of restraint.

Needless to say, there was a time when the teacher was the successor of the tree. He took Hongyuan to a small cubicle separated by a big man in red clothes, and said in a cold voice, "Your position is determined by the pattern on the crystal ball. Over a period of about seven days, dowels of basalt and various materials require special abilities to designate. You can't leave here for seven days, no matter what it is. ”

The god Mousse stopped, and if there was anything cold in the air, he left after speaking, and Hongyuan didn't either.

After watching him go, Hong Yuan looked and found a crystal ball on the table in the cubicle. His hands were cold, and he didn't know what crystals were made of. Hong Kong grandmother.

Low field is lonely, each busy in silence, with a focused face. On the side, a team of golden heavy armor hovered and waited.

"Zhao Da, didn't you say it was another game?" Hong Yuan asked, looking at Yin Hong.

In this game, whoever improves the legendary chasing hook wins. Brother, be careful, don't blame the tree merchant, or ......"

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