The thunderbolt splits the stubble and the two ritual blades, one sound sounds, and the two ritual blades shake a few frightening, which eight pick up one inscription, and there are still seven and nine scares, and the fence is floating.

Where is the stubble at this moment, the inscription is broken, and there are still seven and four frightened.

"Whew!"

The two Yi blades stabbed and stabbed one Yao Yao Yu Hua, and Yu Tong Yu slashed Jue and Ting Yun!

Void, like a strange shape of the fairy beast, muddy transmissive pure cesium and cesium, the sage immortal scar, the threat is pressing, the trick is moving, and it is a fence!

This is a fairy beast spirit, and it seems to be a reality.

This collision, this slash, lead the masses to converge, shoot the powerful pillars, and attack and scare!

"Boom-"

The thunderbolt slammed into the two ritual blades, and the two ritual blades shook violently, and in an instant, the two inscriptions were shattered, and there were still seven frightened two swords.

The two ceremonial blades are frequently wishing the top of the ladder.

"Cool!"

Listen to the sound of chopsticks screaming, hearty.

The two blades flew into the sky, and this group of thunderbolts shuttled through the stacks, slashing wildly repeatedly!

Subsequently, it seemed that the filaments of thunder and thunder poured into the two Yi blades, and the two Yi blades were shattered and two inscriptions, and the promotion palace was quasi-honorable!

Afterwards, when he saw this group of Ting Qian sisters, the two blades slowly fell into fright, and the faint lining of the sword was in his mind, as if he was listening to the sigh: "Alas...... Master Hong, even the habit of shouting, you are really stubble, you are dead, you are a tiger, this strange Qingyun Tu Hongtong comprehends, you are latent, and you are thinking about the elephant.

The weak and weak tell you a sentence, Yi Ye is a beast, he is low-key, Ke is a low-key beast, and he will play tricks...... "Mo Ninghong will be killed!"

At the critical moment, the saint was unpredictable and had two blades, and he was in the palm of his hand.

Just a few of them have been slashed in a row, and they have also imprinted stubble.

Tingyun chopped and chopped, this handle was sloppy, picking up Fen Ke Yuan.

Now the stubble and the two blades are gone, and the stubble is lost, and Ning Hong is lying down, and this piece of stubble is not in the middle of the stubble, and everything is calm.

Hua Yun's chest was blocked, his face was swollen, his pig liver was cesium, and he gritted his teeth: "What a tiger!" This is the same as the treasure of the Treasure! ”

Luo Baichuan excitedly stood at the beginning, solemn, and sighed: "Sorry! ”

Huayun is a red cargo and a whisper, it feels that it is unlucky to make a fool of itself today, and it is sad to look at the waist of Mo Ninghong's chopsticks, and the Ke envoy is at the end of the night, but it is fierce and auspicious, it is looking forward to it, and it is difficult to survive.

Hua Yun sat down in the stubble chair and felt a deep shock.

How can you not worry about your fate?

Every mile, muttering jealousy.

"The waist makes this luck return to the couple, and the puppet makes a servant."

"Oh yes."

……

Each of them was full of indignation.

This is a matter of waiting for a generation, and it is not the same for it.

It is stubborn and stubborn, and it makes it stubborn, and it is stubborn, and it is so good that it is stubborn, and it is so good that it is so bad.

Bitterly exhausted, he wasted his body, and every time he hit a stone, he would make his nose and face swollen, and he would not be able to help him, but he would continue to do so. Who's going to do it?

Yu Yao Qi made Mo Ning Hong's sexuality, and he would deliver one yuan of Vientiane Sacred Prayer and one Yuan Vientiane Lou Du to it.

After the smashing of Lai, the younger brother and the second of the opportunity, the plastic and the enlightenment stone, how to make Mo Ninghong desperate, burning the nausea, the road of disillusionment of Juyang is exhausted, and the material will be smashed.

The younger brother and the third brother have the opportunity, the god presses the holy stone, which makes the Wei Wei Mo Ning Hong afraid of death, which is desperate, and the waist proves that he is fighting for himself, burning the battle, and will make the self to die and die, and the tiger will support him.

The younger brother and the four chances, the two ritual blades, the ten thousand cherry blossoms and the spirit immortals, reminded Mo Ninghong early on, and moved this waist to move this, and if he made this trouble, he would die.

Ke envoy Mo Ninghong, Tai ┤ 簦谰裳 ≡ the road of G.

It worked hard, and after it swept away, it found that it was stubble.

Now stubble, one yuan of Vientiane Building, broken tweed, holy ruined, double ruined, and a new palace is wasted.

If it is not strong and horizontal, it will be able to comprehend the tiger, otherwise it will be harmful.

Two ritual blades, one is silent, stubble, Mo Ninghong, and the underworld beast makes an exception.

Does this make luck?

This makes it die, and it will change its life! What kind of tiger does it support?

They will be jealous and jealous of each other, and they will be jealous and playful.

Alfalfa is pretending to be too distracting, and she is chattering.

In the hall of the Tai Mo Yan Pavilion, he took a deep breath and quietly loosened his mind.

"Alas, what about the puppet costume, the envoy Jian Qi will investigate you thoroughly."

Tai Mo Yan Yan subdued it, and then it was called Mo Ning Hong's Gong Gong, Ke Mo Ning Hong, and he also made Gong Gong.

If you don't die, you will be lucky, and you will not have to be able to do it, which makes you Yi Yi give a kind of assessment.

The edge of the pavilion is a stubble tower.

When Tai Moyan did not create the Northern Underworld, it was stubble.

I'll talk about this for the time being.

Mo Ninghong was still vaguely confused, lying on the stubble, and he was stumbling at every turn.

They are stubble, they don't miss it, and they are called to it.

"Occasional stubble, all things are stubble, even hope and even stubble, will be the same as the oak and the doll leaves, not the same as the dynasty, withered and flowery, and the new bloom of the ......"

Toilet, a totem, stubble Mo Ning Hong's body gathered.

The dim burn is gone, the petals are withered, and there is no practice, and it is the same as the waste product.

When Mo Ning Hong's totem was in the summer, he found that Mo Ninghong, now the stubble made it wasted, and he used to be, or he might make it.

This totem is in short bloom, and on behalf of Mo Ninghong, he is forging ahead all the way and breaking through the tweed mirror.

The second picks up the one-year-old mirror, and the face is weak.

What if you push the time forward, pick up the nine years?

This is a stumbling waist.

Now, all the saints are looking at the totem of Mo Ning Hong, and it is puzzled.

There are no three thousand stubbles, and there are all kinds of stubbles.

The totem of the axe is not strong, the tiger and the wolf are not the totem, and the attribute of the totem is not the totem.

Who comprehends the totem and makes himself strong?

Burning Mo Ning Hong showed a slumber totem, which made a flower wither.

Yu Ze is gloomy, the practice is thin, and Ke Yi ignores the tricks.

Don't mention coercion, and fight in the hierarchy, this totem is simple and simple, and there is no way to do it.

Galian Taimayan was so thoughtful and thoughtful, and he was puzzled and puzzled.

It's so confusing!

With Mo Ning Hong's second pick-up of a one-year-old Mirror Zhili, comprehend the absolute difference, and comprehend the personal belt to attack the totem, why not comprehend this kind of waste product?

Violence and abandonment??

This Fen Shu has made the violent abandonment!

At this time, the old line of Han has set foot in the younger brothers.