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The number of Saint Immortal Mirrors, the new weighing, the red is so scared, it will also be damaged!

"Fan Xiao is still not Lai?"

A group of Saint Immortals wrinkled, gritting their teeth: "How long has it been delayed, smashing their sword doors!" ”

It continued to delay and scare, and then the Gang sent a group of people to make the flesh strong and strong, and the bones strong, and the cattle were like a bull.

Five and three rough men, one stomped his feet, shook the body apart, ran wildly, waved his fists, and smashed Mo Ninghong!

Mo Ninghong's chin gathered in the waves, and the number of rebounds was multiplied, and it was a fist collision between the men and the sons.

With the sound of a bang, these men and children cracked their chests, and their bones were clear!

The red and the body are covered and collapsed!

In the end, no matter what is the body, the body is swept away, each holding the sword, ready to go.

"The sword gate, the shrinking turtle, and the occasional battle is coming!"

The leader of the Wei Dynasty, Fan Xiao, the leader of the Sword Gate.

It is difficult to find out how to calm Mo Ning Hong's anger, and it is wrong to make a mistake.

It makes the thinking waist to be killed, and who is the tiger who is thinking about it, and now the stubble is like this.

It makes the waist die, and the waist dies!

"Mo Ninghong, let's pay a price, you have enough experience, you will kill in vain, even if you admit it to the sword, I am willing to pay the treasure treasury of four Fenzhi one, fifty thousand fairy crystals!" Waiga ......"

Mo Ninghong glanced at Fan Xiao, and pouted wildly: "Hahaha...... Fan Xiao, you are always willing to be sloppy, sorry, even waist begging, ruthless, woolen yarn, challenge you to take the mirror, even the brothers are one by one, challenge you to fight the fairy mirror!

Jiang Xin, challenge your Immortal Mirror!

Rolling in the water, let the puppet kill the addiction! ”

Mo Ninghong pursed his lips with tears in his eyes, and he always forced it!

Yu Xin was guilty of the crime, but he injured the palace like this.

The sword gate repeatedly provoked Qingyuan three times, but after hearing about it, it invaded one after another.

Jaws, it holds the sword, burns angrily, and vents!

Fan Xiaotie smacked his face, and the number of Saint Immortal Mirrors was strong, and he sighed: "Fan Xiao, Lai Lai makes you stubble stir up the stubble, and you can make a decision with chopsticks!" ”

"Even ...... The general will attack Qingyuan, and the news of the inroads will be intrigued, and the decision will be made. ”

Fan Xiaoping calmed down and calmed down, and the rings between the rings were sluggish? A fence is familiar with the holes, all of which make the dead sneer.

Fan Xiao's face is heavy, aggrieved, stubble, and stubble, and it is a double pinch of the tiger.

Mo Ning Hongsheng Jing sighed and shook his head: "Hey, the sword gate, disband!" ”

Fan Xiao's brain was a piece of water, and in an instant, he didn't react too much.

"What do you say? Disband? ”

Fan Xiao's face is calm, and his chopsticks are crazy!

"Occasionally, is it enough? What do you think is a fairy thing? You also look down on the treasures! You think about your waist, and you will return a seventh-order immortal thing to you!

I am sorry that your waist puppet disbanded the sect, sorry, the ancestral family is the foundation, the tiger is broken and the stubble is broken, the stubble is broken, and the tiger fish is broken, and it will be exhausted together! ”

Fan Xiaozhi was stubborn, and he vetoed it.

Mo Ninghong pointed at Fan Xiao and scolded: "Gate faction? Strong? Do you make such a scum? You Keyi followed the scare of the envoy, and without your order, it dared to attack the Qingyuan Pavilion

You are now crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, killing and making chopsticks hurt!

Even after the investigation has been thorough, you have to call this sword gate, so that it should be disbanded! It's still you!

He has sent his head to Lai, and even spared it for a life! ”

Mo Ninghong said a word, and he was stinging and shuddering.

After the beginning of the rebellion, he purged his waist to provoke this kind of trouble!

"You remember, cut off the ancestral foundation, make don't mess, make you vulgar, don't make a tiger, except for the truth, don't make you Zhizhi, even if you are ashamed of this kind of unhappiness!

Why are you living? Sooner or later, you're going to be moth-eaten! If you are in a different war, you will make the rebels and ink juniors, and you will move your palms! ”

In one sentence, Lu Qingshan waved his sword and swept away, and he was killed!

Stubble, what is the sorrow, the rumor is cold: "Mo Ninghong, move a scare, you are scared, you are in a hurry, protect the crutches!" ”

Mo Ninghong's body stiffened, and he was stunned by the number of shadows.

What is familiar.

Luo Zhenqi, with a trace of the corner of his mouth, was bound, silent.

Lu Fangzheng, then made the alfalfa holy cave, the three spirits and the seven spirits were lost, and the disease was controlled, and the long sword frame stubble Luo Zhen Qi was neck and beggar!

"Qi'er ......"

Mo Ninghong's shuangshu is red, Jingxu is out of control, they are loud, and they are cold......

"What a Tiger! Lu Fangzheng, betrayed the head? ”

He followed Lu Fang to fight for the trouble, and muttered that he was surprised by the rumors.

"No, it's controlled!"

Jiang Xin snorted and muttered.

"Control it!"

The mirrors of the sativa.

Lu Qingshan's sword pointed at Fan Xing, and the alfalfa shot out of thousands of zhang of cold man, and he was busy, calm: "Let you slap the two of you, otherwise, scare your jaw, and occasionally let you be a leader!" ”

Lu Qingshan is far away from Lifan, and he is still three thousand zhang.

It says that this sentence is light, and it is slight.

Fan Xing's face was pang, and he also made Jian Huan Fen rub his head, and he leaned up and pouted: "Haha...... These guys, you're so awesome! Whew, now stubble waist killing! Make a quasi-saint immortal mirror, and it is enough to kill it in one blow. Even the palms, there are no chopsticks! ”

Hong Tong confirmed that Lu Fang was fighting for the control of the production of the Burning Envoy, and how to control the production.

"Now stubble, even if you don't ask for a waist, you will be in trouble, and you will retreat, except for Mo Ninghong, leave a scare for the couple! Even guaranteed, put it out! ”

Fan Xing was so slow that he actually burned his waist to negotiate with Lu Qingshan!

Mo Ninghong sneered, and the stone head of the Shen Yu Chambers was pressed, panting.

"You're doing this, huh?"

Lu Qingshan frowned and asked.

Fan Xinghan said: "You Ke said, even if you are stubble, you will be scared of Mo Ninghong!" Occasionally, we will give you a pillar of incense time, and think about it. Otherwise, this kind of angular cesium, in exchange for it, is worth it. ”

Mo Ninghong said in a deep voice: "Are you talking?" ”

Fan Xing said coldly, and said indifferently: "Even today, if you talk about it, you are such a friend, you will kill the puppet!" I'm scared, and I'm scared! What do you say......"

Mo Ninghong has passed through the cloth, surveyed Lu Qingshan, Lu Feng, and Yang Taiyin.

The sacred cesium of the museum makes a piece of indignation! One after another, the summer sprayed and the flounder was urgent

"Don't listen to them, one is plotting!"

Zhu Yanwei brushed and persuaded him.