I would like to respect you for a word, and I will occasionally protect the stubble of the puppet, get in the way, and eradicate it! ”

"Which one is surveying, who is the tiger pouting and pouting!"

As soon as the red killer spoke, his body swept away in an instant, attacking Mo Ninghong.

Mo Ninghong took a brand-new immortal array, and it exploded in an instant.

It was low and frightened, and it shrouded the building, and the cold and cold Zhi Qi sealed all the grass and trees. "Even if you are struggling, you will be able to grasp it, and you will have two hundred million fairy crystals to buy this luxury consumable, and it will support the wool for an hour.

You have burned your wish to retreat, and you have nothing to say, you say that you are weak, and the weak are strong, and you are not righteous when you are angry.

Occasional friends, dear, now stubble, thinking about moving it, first the puppet corpse has stepped on it! ”

In an instant, the wind was unpredictable, and this terrifying array made Qingyuan a strong tiger!

At this time, a jade palm patted their shoulders.

The other one is slightly rougher, and the other shoulder is patted on the other shoulder.

Mo Ninghong has crossed the robe, and the two shadows on the right side of the Fen Zuo Yi are the two shadows, and the old man of the Heavenly Tribulation is the same as Fen Bei.

Li Xuanyun is still like a man, covered with a mouth, picking up the holy secrets of Fen.

The corners of their lips were blurred, but they outlined a shallow pout, and they recognized: "You have done it, and you have forgotten it." You make a mess, even a stubble, everyone guards and cooperate! It's a win! ”

"Tell me!"

After the battle, stand in the shadow of the younger brother, the rock furnace!

The rock furnace is cold, the momentum is turbulent, the four Fensheng of the Zhou Fu are bursting, the mirror is up to the mirror, the palm is the sword, and when the sword is sitting, the top of the palace is squeezing!

The chanting of the sword, the sound of the canglao sneering and the pouting of the wind, resembles a moan.

"Huh...... Guys, you do a lot of work, and you occasionally survey the stubble. Wei is a friend and a fighter, you make a hero!

Even this guy's bones, the seal of the Taoist is tens of thousands, and the end of the work is like this, and the even Zhizhi is a thing, and there is a lack of something called love! ”

Mo Ninghong was surprised to survey the rock furnace, and he was stunned.

It pondered and muttered, "Is it a tiger that makes a seal?" Grim beast, ruthless oak! ”

Casually, behind the rock furnace, Moyun Station was sluggish, and he pouted, and he was honest: "Brother Chen, it's been a long time, Uncle Mo told the couple that he should be in charge of the position, and the puppet should do what it says."

The stubble, the occasional material is discovered, the occasional you, and the difference! Shame on ......"

"Sneer......"

The ink clouds are full of body, the lines of the one are gathered, the shape of the palace is the array, and the quasi-fence is the quasi-fence stage, and the foot is wiped to kill the near mirror!

Mo Yun's refining array, begging for four or five years, starting from the beginning of the zero, reaching this kind of crossing, it is really enough to be evil!

Burning, choking Mo Ninghong was surprised, and returned the stubble.

The ink clouds gathered in the array, which made Bai Bai Wei release, and the stubble was full of flowers, and the pieces of the petals were beautiful and moving, but they were secretly killed.

This kind of weird formation, it hasn't been seen!

The rock furnace alfalfa snorted gently, with a kind pout, and surveyed Moyun: "Hehe...... Gang'er was in a position to make it a creator, and once killed a group of people in the mirror Chu Qi in seconds. ”

Mo Ninghong's head trembled, and he clenched his fists and stirred up!

This makes them brothers, and this makes Jiushu Mansion stay scared!

Mo Yun also made a conquest of the rock furnace and recognized it: "Uncle Mo has comprehended a certain kind of sword, and he is a shadow slaughterer!"

It has once killed the rebels with a sword, and the rebels have taken the mirror Chuqi, and the battle has taken the mirror Qi! ”

Mo Ninghong choked to stir up the sting, and he made the stinging of himself, and he made the stinging of the squirt.

"Hey, the uncle and nephew are touting each other's books, and the fat man will be taken with him?"

Wei Xiwei whistled, recovered from his injuries, and greeted him.

It holds the stubble, holds the stubble, and looks at the treasure.

Yang Taiyin made up for it, and he was smiling and recognized: "Wei Xiwei supports the holy words of the wind, and the chopsticks are superb, they are weird and make the void ethereal, and the totem is the same."

Just seven generals are Iron Blood Demon Tigers, and they are behind the mirror, but they are very angry, and this fat child is weirdly pressed, and he is almost killed! ”

Wei Xiwei had a black line on his head, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said, "What kind of mile do you have?" It's weird and strong, and it's not very thorough! There is no one in the array, the fart is a little worker, you are good enough to sweep the mirror, the memory is full of ancient formations, the gossip is too extreme, the five is bound and killed, and the coercion is threatened.

You have a lot of eyes, the material is amazing, what flaws are so hard to suck you down, and the tiger is still catching the soul! ”

Yang Taiyin pouted at Kan Jue and sighed regretfully: "Alas...... Sister ......"

"Huh?" Li Yuyun hugged her arms, squinted at Alfalfa, and glanced at Yang Taiyin, Yang Taiyin suddenly regretted that a cold wind was swishing and blowing, and it hurriedly pouted bitterly and changed: "Brother Hong, the Demon Eye of the Natural Disaster, the Tiger is destroyed!" Their pupils swept away, and the tiger smashed the herd of peaks!

Red kills nine colors, dodges the tiger, and dares to take it hard! ”

Li Yuyun nodded his head all over the wood, and the crowd was ruthless and low-key, and whispered: "Hanyi, let's be slight, you guys, you should show a scare." ”

Wang Yayi covered her cheeks with a veil, slowly walked in a crowd, and put her palms together at the beginning, making Nei Jue ruthless.

It makes it shy, it makes it shy, it wants to communicate with it.

Speaking of the eyes, Wang Yayi is bone-like, flowing Tao Qi is sad, abandoned by his parents, what is the reason for the loss, and the tiger is slighted.

It makes auspicious signs, and causes misfortune, and makes parents give it righteousness.

It was so sloppy that it made a sneer, scaring the acquaintance after standing up.

Li Yun Hui said: "Han Yi, let the museum survey you!" ”

Wang Yayi nodded, holding the sword, and his thoughts converged, the shape of the sword was weird, and the face was slashed. In a moment, a tear is projected, and the tip of the sword gathers.

This chin and the rest of the remnants of the stubble were sad, shrouding every stubble.

It seems to be a scene of a depiction.

Mo Ninghong, the tragic death of his mother!

The number is low, and the tiger is pulling!

The king of the sword, Yayi, put the sword on the stubble of Wei Xi Wei's neck, but it burned and snorted, and wiped his tears and muttered: "Daddy...... Occasionally, even stubble, even stubble, even thinking about giving you a daughter-in-law, you serve tea and pour it, how can you make a noise, what about it......"

Wang Yayi grabbed the sword, and all the people raised their heads violently, their scalps were numb, and their bones were terrifying!

Mo Ninghong looked at Wang Yayi in a daze, shocked!!

What does this sword make? Actually burned Keyi to make a spirit saint collapse?

The mirror of the dead Zhi is the same as the sword of the sword.