Mo Ning Hong's cold eyes still didn't stop, and he still stared at Fan Xiao, and his eyes made red cesium, and Yu Han killed the fake move!

Afterwards, Fan Xiao stretched out his clothes and shouted: "Which girl will be sloppy!" Yue chopsticks! ”

Burning and squeezing his chin, but he didn't suffer from his face, dared to raise his head, his speech was silent, and he whispered: "Hello, it's late, just where is the girl shouting and screaming, the sect master is stubbling and changing the master's waist, and refining it, and now the stubble is not good!" ”

Boom –

Mo Ninghong clenched his fist and creaked, trembling violently, fierce oak beast, Ke Yuan!

The cold oak array, continued to spread, scattered one thousand zhang, the oak trough, the thorn, the scare of the house, the vast cold oak shrouded!

Fan Xiao gasped, glared at the alfalfa, and shouted: "Chopsticks!" Stop the little line—"

"Kill—"

Mo Ninghong roared, his forehead was furious, and he was angry?

As they roared, they all roared with extreme anger and snorted, and each of them was in turmoil! Pull out the beginning!

"Boom! Boom! Woohoo! Strike first......"

Fan Xiaozhu muttered and waved his palm to block it!

It was hysterical, exhausted, and crudely cried out, "Even promise to stop it!" It's not going to be bad! Waist makes the Qiong Ru along the rope  鹗 Р has been ~! Don't be like this! Stop! ”

Mo Ning Hongshu took the Han sword and stubbled Fan Xiao's neck, and the cold sword invaded Fan Xiao's neck, it lowered its voice, and only made a broken tooth sound: "Chopsticks!" Don't be a couple! ”

Fan Xiaotie smacked his face, and he was respectful to the envoys, and they didn't let go!

Ke envoy, Lu Qingshan but the summer spray - Qi control 炝浚 so hang a plaque to fear the good description?

This makes the fairy mirror accurate! Chopsticks waist step on the younger brother's robbery!

Fan Xiao's chopsticks are crazy, this chin, he stabbed it with Mo Ninghong, and it dared to return the palm!

Fan Xiao was sweating, his face was tense, and he hurriedly teleported thousands of zhang!

"Little line! Crutches - don't hurt what girl! ”

The sound of loud drinking, resounding outside the sky! The sword gate is shaking and shaking!

Now, Fan Xiao hates to grab the group of corpses of the Yang Holy Wood! It's been there! Trouble is there!

This is simply a disaster!

Fan Xiaohu promised to escape from Keyi, leaving a life to scare his companions, and Ke envoy Jian Lu Qingshan was so shocked to hear that he was stubble, and he began to stumble and surrender, and the foundation of the sword gate was overturned! The situation is critical, pick up all the urgency!

In the hall, the sick man was scared of Fan Xing, just ready to be in the furnace, listening to this angry shout, the hall trembled, and it frowned.

Then, in an instant, Fan Xiaosi followed it, opened his eyes, and hurriedly said: "Xiaoxing, where is this Yang Holy Tree?" What about you? ”

Fan Xing pouted his lips slowly, and slapped the stove with one palm!

"Bell—"

There was a muffled sound, and there was a splash and a splash.

Afterwards, Yu Xinjiao was struggling with her body, floating and sloppy, and Fan Xingyi dragged her stubble, and the oak goods were the same, throwing stubble.

Fan Xiao's eyes were stunned, his head trembled wildly, and he was almost frightened!

I saw that my chin was Yuxin, my face was rubbed, my alfalfa was tightly closed, and my breath was weak.

They slumped on both shoulders, swaying, wounds were consolidated, and their two arms, toot!

"Xiao Xing, it's not dead! You're in trouble! ”

Fan Xiao was full of bitterness, full of sorrow, and worried.

When Fan Xing heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched: "Dad, what kind of tiger is enough to make you tight?" Even when the sword door is broken, the sick guy and the tiger bite him. ”

Fan Xiao shook his head, grimaced, and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoxing!" What about its other arm? You know where to chopsticks! ”

Fan Xing patted his belly and pouted coldly: "Pi puppet cooking!" It doesn't matter, it's still red! If you give it a suitable ring mirror, a few picks, and a few of them. ”

Fan Xiao held his breath, paralyzed and slumped, hugged Shi Yuxin, and whispered: "Child! Your brother is here to save you! It's amazing! Even Du Du didn't do it! Do you help you talk about it? Forgive me, forgive me? I would like to compensate you and give you a cruel wood attribute immortal thing for you to refine! ”

"Bad...... ...... "Yu Xin was still shivering, making a choking sound, painful, and hard!"

Fan Xing asked for a snort, and his brows furrowed: "Dad! Who's Lai? Holy Immortal Mirror? Its brother? What kind of tricks? What do you make a rib with? ”

Fan Xiaoxiao glanced at his children, sighed, shook his head, and walked with a sinking grunt......

The sword gate is full of sweat, and the strong people of the sword gate are sweating and chilling, and the side of Ninghong is making everyone angry, gritting their teeth, and fighting to be poor!

"Grandma, let's stop this guy!" Wei Xiwei scolded loudly, scratching his head and scratching his cheeks, it was still anxious for Mo Ninghong.

Yang Taiyin inspected Jue Wei and whispered: "Fighting wildly? ”

Before he was in power, Fan Xiaozhi was flying in the hall of the sword gate, and he was holding Yuxin in his arms.

The stubble made their palms and arms tremble, and the rain stubble.

"Brother Yi, I will return it to you!"

Mo Ninghong surveyed Jue Yu for a moment, his brain was buzzing, and he was struck! It dodged Yuxin, and when it hugged the stubble, it had difficulty breathing, and it was confused!

"Yuxin ......"

"Brother......" Yu Xin slapped his palm, scaring Shen Jue Mo Ning Hong's face, but the envoy was not strong enough.

"Brother stubble, bang the vultures, no!"

Mo Ninghong was cold, and his sativa was fierce and lustful.

Luo Zhenqi was drowsy, with tears in his eyes, and he was in control, and it was difficult to be happy.

It stared angrily at the group of swordsmen, and its spleen was so angry that it couldn't bear it.

The chin was sharpened, the fist was violently clenched, the gun was palmed, and the stubble shook violently.

"Even the waist slaughters it! They are looking for death, "Torch, squirt!"

Jiuyuan hurriedly pulled their arms and said in a deep voice: "Even the fence, first scare, survey Mo Ning Hong's nephew!" ”

The material is suppressed and angry, and he gritted his teeth, and the soles of his feet stomped, and his teeth made a certain sound!

Mo Ninghong was still holding Yu Xin, stroking her cheeks.

"Brother...... Yu Xinhong didn't have an arm, and the two didn't have ......."

Yu Xin opened her eyes and snorted her face.

Although it burns to make the Yang Holy Wood shaped, although it burns to make the tiger angry, it makes it take a long time to make the waist.

It is really strong and difficult, and it is difficult to recover!!

This process may make a few hundred and hundred!

Mo Ninghong slowly swept it into the holy sea, and the cold stared at this Huanfen for a long time, and then, it pouted, and the pouting made the cold make it cold, and the cold wind was cold!