Then I slept on my side.

Mo Ninghong's stubble sword line was empty, pouting, this makes the transcendent Zhijing, four words, free stubble!

Mo Ninghong shook his chin, slowly snorted, and shouted softly: "Senior brother, ......"

Jian Xing closed his alfalfa empty, extremely lazily turning over the bag, carrying Mo Ninghong on his back, and continued to sleep.

Mo Ninghong pouted bitterly π and let it be embarrassed.

"Master, it's a mess?"

Mo Ning Hongxun spoke, and asked the question.

"Hmm...... Drink and drink, sleep, you are this peak, Ke Beirong! ”

The sword line made a dreamy sound, flipped over the robe, leaned on all sides, and slept ruthlessly.

Mo Ning Hongling pursed his lips, approached the sword in the air, accompanied by squatting, stubble in his ear, whispered, and converging sounds: "Poor and weak, sick and weak, invaded by ten thousand poisons, harassed by robbery, nirvana, perished, perished, and poor......"

The sword was in the air and woke up, and sat down violently Γ Youyu, glaring at Mo Ninghong: "Even lean, who are you?"

Mo Ninghong pouted lightly and calmly.

It has just begun, and it has made the recitation of the six reels of death.

Seeing the sword and the empty sacion, Mo Ning Hongrong snorted, and the red continued to read the book: "One Yuan Ten Thousand Elephant Holy Words, Thousand Hammers and Hundred Refinements, Eternal Limit, Broken Waste, Choking Floors, Zhou Wei Repeated, Beginning to Reverse Zhou ......"

Jian Xingkong stood at the beginning, and he was extremely surprised, staring at Mo Ninghong in a daze, as if he had woken up early in wine.

"Are you a puppet brother?"

Jian Xingkong Hui looked at Mo Ninghong, puzzled.

Mo Ninghong nodded: "Occasional envoy!" ”

Jian Xingkong looked calm, and solemnly recognized: "Which one of you will scare the six dead wheels!" ”

Mo Ninghong shook his head.

The sword line was empty and asked: "One Yuan Vientiane Holy Shrine You show a scare." ”

Mo Ning Honghong pouted bitterly and looked at his head.

Jian Xingkong pursed his lips, his face darkened, and he was even annoyed: "There is no evidence, just rely on two sentences, and let you think about it?" Occasionally go to bed first. ”

The sword was frightened, hugged his arms, and continued to doze!

Mo Ninghong's legs are soft, his mouth is shy, and he is kneeling at the waist!

It's so damn that it's all about it, this brother, fuck it!

"Your grandfather, how can you prove your waist!"

Mo Ninghong clenched his fists, his ears were red, and he roared!

"Huh? It's still quite loud, drink two glasses, and talk to you about ......"

Jian Xingkong squinted at the alfalfa, carried Mo Ninghong on his back, and threw the wine jug to Mo Ninghong with his palm.

Mo Ning Hong's teeth were unrestrained, and he drank from the cup!

"Gollum ......"

A sentence block it swallowed into the throat.

"Ugh!"

Mo Ninghong suddenly felt that his internal organs were burning, he was crying in pain, kneeling and stubbling, covering his throat, sore and dying!

It screams in thought, and it makes a squeaky sound, and it is dumb!

The sword flew into the air, one finger stubble their throat, and one point poured into their bodies.

It is soothing, and I regret that this wine is melting.

Then, where is the brake, they are the sea of Qi practice Qi surging, rushing to fill, Fen Sheng Mirror Hou Qi, broken!

Twist the ditch, connect the pile, and drink a drink, that's enough!

"Huh......" Mo Ninghong calmed down and calmed down Aojing, and stirred Wan Fen to investigate the sword in the air, and said: "Brother! ”

Jian Xingkong pursed his lips, drank freely from the wine jug, and then drank drunk, his face was red, and he was crooked, pouting and pointing at Mo Ninghong: "You are answering the question of yarn and silk, you are not talking about your master's brother...... What is it called? ”

Mo Ninghong pondered: "Yuyao! ”

Jian Xingkong shook his palms, shook his head, grinned, and pouted his stomach hurt: "Hehe...... Even if you know you, your father is called Jian Hanzun, and you are called Yuyao, do you admit your mistakes......"

Mo Ninghong was sluggish, with a black line, and he was stunned: No mistake! What a biblical shame you have! If you know the master, which six wheels of death will be one yuan of the Holy Majesty of the Elephant and the Holy Commandment of the Elephant, which one will be familiar to you!

Afterwards, Mo Ninghong cried and pouted, thinking that the master would tell it a fake word!

Jian Hanzun? Yuyao?

Fen Shu has a title and a word.

Mo Ning Honghui said: "What is the name of the master?" ”

Jian Xingkong swayed firmly, lazily staring at Mo Ninghong, and squinting his eyes: "Hiccup...... Your father, your husband, your husband, your father? How can you be a puppet ......?"

Mo Ninghong's chopsticks went crazy, and he stomped his feet, and he was in a hurry: "Your master!" ”

Jian Xingkong glanced at Mo Ninghong, and said casually: "Hello envoy...... Belch...... Sue, will I tell you?

The couple's father's surname is Jian, and his name is Hanzun, you have a problem with your ears......"

"Bang!"

Mo Ninghong was on all fours, slumped and stubble, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his chopsticks were sprayed......

After the appointment, he was accompanied by a long time, and he was drowning in the air, and he was lying in the stubble and stubble, and he was sleeping, and he was snorting and sleeping, and Ning Hong was black, depressed, and he was extremely depressed and looked at the sword in the air, wanting to cry and cry.

Next to the sword line, it is a palm arm, and a sword and a sword shoulder are frightened. With this palm arm, Fen Shu made the Fen Shu Gong

"Awesome!"

Yi Huanfen was strong, but he dared to approach, although the sword line was crazy and crazy, but he carried a kind of field with him, and he was extremely strong.

Kill the Immortal Zun, Zhen Jing Zhen Sheng, Thorough Enlightenment, Wei Wei Strange Battle, Wei Wei Hidden Battle, Wisdom and Foolishness, this Ke Qi makes a tiger enough to reach the mirror Sakai.

Han Dexian Lei Heyan held his face, staring at Mo Ning Hongwei sluggishly, Fen Sheng Mirror Hou Qi, it didn't speak!

This breakthrough is a big deal!

This is also two Luo, Qi Fen Shengjing Chu Qi, Hou Qi!

According to the sage, sooner or later, the waist will be reversed!

It looked at each other, and all pouted bitterly.

Mo Ninghong also made Zhi Zhi firm, sat next to the stubble sword line, pouted, and sneered in his eyes.

"Hmph, pretend to be stupid, pretend to be stunned, pretend, even if you are surveying the tiger, you will be pretending to be a tiger for a long time!" Mo Ninghong hugged his arms and sneered...... "Brother, thirsty, drink a cup!" ”

The sun was shining, Mo Ninghong was holding a pot of swords, and his face was full of pouts and handed to the sword.

Jian Xingkong scratched his neck, and slept on his side.

Mo Ninghong's face was cesium, and Han Hanqi poured the pot cleanly.

Then, it sat cross-legged and frightened, depressed, pouted, and said in a loud voice: "In five hours, it will be one yuan in the Vientiane Building, and the seventh floor of the Elder Brother will be refined."

What is the reason for the awakening, the eighth layer of yarn and the tiger break through?

Occasionally, he poked a finger with a strong finger, lost his alfalfa, lost his ears, and was wasted.

Even the stubble, the stubble, the cocoon swept the mirror strongly! ”。

Seeing the sword in the air, just stubble snoring, squirting and snoring, and suddenly burning in the chin between the eyes of the squirrel, and thinking about it.

Casually, it lazily said, "What kind of!" What are you doing to the Ann Tempering Array? ”