Wei gives you a chance, the text test is stopped, you pass the level, break the battle, you will stubble, and you will be stubble, and you will grind your gun! With you in the dark, you will be able to make a theory and a real battle! ”

"Haha......" A group of black-faced Han Men pouted, and said madly: "The guy has been participating in the three sessions, and he has been struggling for three years, and he has tried to pass the article even if he has tried to pass it, and he has passed it without thinking about it, and he has made chopsticks with his eyes, and he has made Yan Kun look at it, and the chief basket has made Ke Yi show it, hum, he is strong, and he is so strong, and he is talking about it!" ”

It's full of ィ訁吣, and the language of the glycoside is full of words.

The rest of the beggars made the pine tweed, the total basket passed the pass, and the sneering and the stinging were tortured.

"Hey!" Mo Ninghong just started, the palm of the palm is warm and delicate, and the jade grasps the crutches, its body is stiff, twisting its head, surprised Zhang Yunjing, Zhang Yunjing is harmful, pouting and grinning at their eyes, pouting and pursing his lips: "Scaring the formation is to make the group fight, if Pi Fen is matched with a group, you will help the puppet with your waist......"

Mo Ninghong's face was dark, his head was full of sweat, his face was sad, and he said: "You will put your palm first, and the man will give you a kiss!" ”

"Oh!"

Zhang Yunjing shrank her palms, and after putting the stubble, she was embarrassed.

Then, it grinned, charming, and pouted: "Hey, you don't have a couple, how about you be your couple?" ”

Mo Ninghong was embarrassed and retreated a few times, scratched his head, and pouted bitterly: "I'm sorry, I don't have a fiancée." ”

"Huh? Are you so stupid, fiancée? Let the parents be the masters," Zhang Yunjing was playful and pouted fiercely.

Mo Ninghong pursed his lips and snorted: "Even if you love it!" ”

"Wow!" Zhang Yunjing suddenly pounced, pressed Mo Ninghong's shoulder, and asked repeatedly: "What is it called, is it beautiful?" Is it gentle? Is it a blessing? Do you have it? What does it do to make a sab? ”

Mo Ninghong's forehead showed folds, and he finally held back his crutches, and said in a deep voice: "You are enough!" Are you stubble mocking couples? Do you think about it, do you want a beautiful and gentle wife and children? You're sick! Do you understand? ”

This roar made Xu Duo sluggish for a moment, and a black line glanced at it, and he was speechless for a moment.

Zhang Yunjing was stunned, brushed her hair, her lips outlined and pouted, and she pouted, and explained: "You are ugly, you need to be relieved." ”

Mo Ninghong is really forbearing, it has never seen this kind of chatter, it has a black face, twisting its head, Zhang Yunjing chasing after it, chattering, stopping the stubble next to it flashing and flashing, like a ghost.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter, make a friend, you run the tiger, you run, you run, you talk about the number of rafts, what kind of man, you give the couple a double water......"

The corners of Mo Ninghong's mouth twitched, his head and waist exploded, and he was scared of his life.

It sat on the stubble all the time, holding its head, tightening its ears, and staring at Zhang Yunjing forbearantly.

"What's the ...... What are you doing? ”

A male son's voice was loud, Mo Ninghong raised his head in a trance, recognized and surveyed, and wondered: "Even, are you looking for a couple?" ”

This man and son are only men, holding their palms behind their backs, and solemnly: "Tell the puppet waist to see you, and make the puppet to the sect master." ”

Mo Ninghong was puzzled, wrinkled his nose, and asked, "Are you the sect master?" ”

"the question, let's talk about it......"

Mo Ninghong was stunned and surprised, this is a deep Tai Moyan, the price of the Holy Immortal Mirror is really strong, and he actually burned his waist to summon it alone, this makes it embarrassing, or bad?

Mo Ninghong didn't guess through the regrets.

"Hey, with the puppet puppet, even admire the Taimayan Sect Master, it makes the puppet oak!"

Zhang Yunjing was not a ghost, and suddenly flashed Mo Ninghong's snort, startling it, and then he looked at this Yu Xuan, holding his palms, and praying.

The man glanced at it, his face was dark, and he sighed: "You? What about the raft, the suzerain will remove it, who will mumble it! "The men of Mo Ning Hongpi led strongly, went around the front tower, and picked up a few miles of pavilions behind them.

The palace, towering, is a few hundred zhang long, Fenwei is ruthless, except for the tower, it should make the North Underworld a building.

Here, the Emperor made the Taimo Yangu Anbi set up the Zhiyi, and guarded the Holy Secret Zhizhi of the Formation Tower, and it made the Holy Immortal Mirror, teleport for thousands of miles, and set up the Taiqi Hall at such a close distance, and made the Shan Liang Liang.

The face of this hall is to make Yinzhi Yinzhi, which is in line with the appearance of Yinzhi County.

Mo Ninghong was stunned, and he felt that this mile was connected in a position, and the defense was ruthless and terrifying.

The squeak invades, the spear sinks in, the peak falls, and the sea is flooded.

Entering the hall, the top of the stairs is sheared, and the red pass through a corridor of carved beams and painted buildings, and Mo Ninghong enters the hall of the hall.

Mo Ninghong is four ghosts, and this hall is rippling, but with a trace of fairy rhyme.

箬岒冇強勷着留,璑綃死it 乜吥ィ訁。

This man sent it to the palace gate, pouted, patted them on the shoulder, and regretted: "Hello, you are blessed, even if the sect master is ruthless for a long time, you will make a brother except for Yan Xue's heart sect master Zhao Guanxin's brother Zhizhi!" ”

Whoa, it was silent.

Mo Ning Hongyun entered this hall and forbade the Holy Spirit, which made the Foot Immortal appear Zhiyi, the Holy Immortal Mirror, the Flame Burn, the Purple Eye, the Purple Eye, the Divine Mirror, the Divine Immortal Mirror, the Divine Immortal Mirror, the Holy Immortal T

Why, it has no doubts, and the Sect Master of Taimayan has summoned it with a burning waist, what is it?

How can it be surveyed, this is a mess!

It's strange.

Mo Ninghong continued to stubble this mile, surveying a round table with a scroll.

It is bright and dark: this Ke makes the master of the Array of Pavilions stiff, how can this Fen Array Scroll be inferior?

It's thinking about it, and it's a little bit of a sight.

Burning their palms, but stopping the stubble with the stalk, and letting them scare them.

Didn't go through the same thing, poke and stir up things, after all, it's polite, this stealing monster?

Mo Ninghong slapped his palms, continued to observe, silently admired, and touched this mile of anything.

"Whew-".

Suddenly, the glycoside screen is on the top, surging and surging in the vast expanse, slowly fluttering and frightened, a deep and deep stalk, and hiding the stubble.

Mo Ninghong's body stiffened, stunned, and after a while, it stared at it. Throwing gluttony|Shadow, from vanity, converging reality, making a mess, supporting the sloppy meat and meat!