Mo Ninghong's shuangshu opened violently, and his breathing was short...... Mo Ninghong screamed and was shocked, and its face was full of horror.

Their father, Yuyao, is too sage, Pu Zhenzhi is scared, and he knows him, and he is ruthless.

Burning, so far stopped, know it holy words, brother one, so that which fist Ke cracked one yuan Vientiane Tower, one punch smashed the thunderbolt monster strong.

Brother two, make this rhyme pavilion building immortal.

Which strange is strong and strong, and this rhyme pavilion is sinister.

Burning Mo Ninghong is the chief envoy looking for a trace of Xixi.

Mo Ninghong endured the stimulus and stirred up the sorrow, calm and frightened, and wondered: "Do you know the puppet master?" The Father of the Couple Makes the Holy Saint? ”

Zi Qi quietly surveyed Mo Ninghong, and pouted: "Are you smiling?" The plane leaked, and it burned the wish to tell you, which one is not qualified to ask you. ”

Mo Ninghong suddenly looked out of his mind, and his eyes were instantly gloomy and frightened.

This kind of regret makes the stubble lie in the dark.

Mo Ninghong calmed himself down, and then thought about it, accompanied Ziqi to scare the chess, and asked slowly.

Cadre, a game of hair, the beginning of the game.

Ziqi was frightened and blocked the entire chessboard.

This is the beginning of this game.

Mo Ninghong looked at it and asked: "Excuse me, when the puppet master and father are passing through the Daoyun Pavilion, what is it doing in the middle of the road?" ”

Zi Qi pouted lightly, took the first move, his eyes were rippling, and he reverberate: "Nine picks up eight layers, a historical record." ”

Mo Ninghong was surprised: "Listen, has Daoyun Pavilion ever been in trouble?" ”

Zi Qi pursed his lips: "Hearsay, 吥篂ィ訁, 艓祖 v. you, 苁 from the beginning to the end, Jiu pick up the eight layers, make the record of the clouds, which layer after the clouds, even say, you don't think about the image, you make the Yun Xuan Pavilion Sakai Du Ke across the bench." ”

Mo Ninghong's head was shocked, and this sentence made it regret to feel that the tiger was sorry, Daoyun Pavilion, and it was not a ring!

Mo Ninghong was choked with deep doubts, and asked Hongyan: "Lai throughout the ages, except for the puppet master, who else, stubble Daoyun Pavilion has taken a few colors?" ”

Zi Qi began to remember, his palm fingers pressed the stubble and pondered, and slowly sighed: "It's been too long, I'm sorry, I'm close to the oak, it's called Mo Ao, and I'm picking up the sixth layer of my brother." ”

Mo Ninghong was silent, listening to this word, it fell into deep thought.

Burning, Qianqian Xuanqian Ascending Mixed Yuan Quasi-Holy Mirror, Zhen Zun Xuan, Fen Sheng, Mei Mei is missing, Devil Ao Dao, stained and dissected Fan!

Wandering by the Tiger, Mo Ninghong is worried about the horror, the Demon Ao is strong, and the Tiger is breaking through the sixth layer of Brother Jiu, which of them will not be strong?

Ziqi explained: "Eight layers of scare, Ke Yi said to make the hot jacket move, the back of the nine layers of the oak, the rubber is as deep as possible, the tiger is enough to pull out, and it is easy to make one piece of sting." ”

Purple Qi Si has a few moves with Mo Ning Hong, the chessboard, Mo Ning Hong's chess momentum gathers, and Zi Qi's chess momentum is ruthless and scattered.

Mo Ninghong took the call, and continued to be steady, but it surveyed through the purple Qi momentum.

Mo Ninghong lowered his head and pondered, thinking about the complexity of the Daoyun Pavilion, the past and the present, and the fact that he had not bothered to break through the house, and it was too holy and secretive!

Mo Ninghong was silent, and finally asked in a voice: "Daoyun Pavilion is dry, don't you want to be a stubble?" You are stealing your waist, what are you leaking? What are you revealing about it, and why is it that you will continue to talk to you. ”

Mo Ninghong also made Jian Huan Fen endure the crutches, what kind of mystery, Shu Xuan Ke Yi let the Lou Immortal be broken, but it was not a waist to smack it. Listening to Zi Qi squeezing and scaring the chess, one side sighed softly, and said eloquently: "Boom, even the master stays to scare this building, one is the beginning, what is it that I have to do with it, this building has a long history, and it can be changed at any time, and it is stubble, and it is stubble, and it is stubble, and it is stubble, and it records the whole Yun Shu Sakai Bureau, history."

The tiger is enough to break through the five layers of the mirror, and the tiger is enough to break through the five layers of the mirror, and the waist is dead, and the top of the mirror is strong, and it is called the saint, and it is very choked, which is to make the companion quasi-saint.

If you don't go through the layers of Jiu, you will never understand its connotation, which mile makes it terrifying, which makes it deep, and explores it.

Your master, make the ship strong and burning, and it will break through the eight layers of the tiger.

You can't be scared, it's not sacred, it's terrifying. ”

Mo Ninghong was stunned when he heard this, and there was a thunderous roar in his ears.

Testimonial! Verify the squeeze, and judge a sloppy one!

The true law domain of the Lai Lai really solves it, and it only makes the test panel assignment which is simple!

And still Ke Yi moved the moves, the strange axes broke through, the strange ones broke through, the stumps of them all the thousands of arrowheads, and they didn't break through! The pre-sagsis are not clear, the quasi-saint of the mixed yuan is not soaked, and the saint is not sheng, and the material will not be able to do it!

Otherwise, this building will be welcomed.

Burning, Mo Ninghong snorted and wiped the corners of his mouth, it also showed a thirst, it was eager to think about it, what altar! What an altar to make! Cole is dead!

Envoy, Mo Ninghong recognized Xuan Jue Ziqi, and was puzzled: "What about you like this, are you in a hurry?" What about the destruction of the Yun Pavilion, you are not burdened? Huh? ”

Zi Qi almost pouted his belly, and he followed the legs of Erlang, playful: "What's the occasion?" Even if you make a fairy, you don't regret it, you don't regret it, you don't regret it,

Occasionally, the history of the development of the Tsuyoshi Sakai was watching. ”

Mo Ning Honghong forced him to ask, "Who are you?" Hundreds of thousands of saints! Where is it? ”

Ziqi Hong: "The puppet master will be scared by the puppet, and the puppet will be scared, and the puppet will be stubborn."

Destroy the Rak Ok Messenger, Destroy the Pavilion, Stop the Scream, Influence the Messenger Kill it! It's made up of Lai. Restraint! ”

After Zhi, the corners of Zi Qi's mouth were raised, pinching and scareming: "It's not wrong to guess evenly, you can't be wrong." ”

Zi Qi also made the holy cesium sneer, and the oak envoy pouted his lips and said that he was a strange thing.

This made Mo Ninghong feel a kind of regret, and Yun Xuan was ruthless, and there were no borders, and there were no secrets. Outside of Sasa Sakai, maybe you will not be able to do Sasakai!

The waist is burning, and Yu Hao explains which saint is lost?