One palm slammed, Cong Ban Han and hundreds of trees, and one of the furious streams were broken!

Mu Jiuxian clenched his fists, and his face was heavy!

"It's a wall! This group of businessmen should die! ”

Zhi Mu Nine Immortals Mo Xun Chamber of Commerce, Pi refuse, Hong Yan Yan Ya Chamber of Commerce, Tong Mo Qi

There were still two mirrors standing next to Mu Jiuxian, standing worriedly, daring to speak.

The key to the treasure house is given to the Nine Immortals, what is the envoy?

The three chambers of commerce, the Du Yi bite, except for the wood and the cold, did not force it to hand over the resources of the three treasure troves.

This network of business associations is intertwined, and it needs to be ruthless, which one, make the palm of the palm, and respond to it!

The waist of the Seven Heavens Pavilion is to fight with it, and the bear is picking up the slugging.

The eye makes one lose his footing and hate the ancients!

Now the stubble, Mu Jiuxian is stubble, and he regrets it, what kind of chopsticks should it use to force Mu Tianhan to stubble, and it will not save the rest of the stubble?

Mu Jiuxian's eyes widened, and the two of them looked in the mirror: "What is Tianmao doing now?" ”

The two of them forced their faces to be complicated, and said in a deep voice: "Lord, the number of young dragon mirrors sent by the scriptures, the mirrors, the cold and the cold of the wood, and the stubble are chasing and killing!" ”

"Shuangfu!" Mu Jiuxian shouted violently, eagerly flying and plundering......

Ban Han was frightened, Mo Ninghong sat cross-legged and meditated, and quickly mobilized the six wheels of death, recovering his solidity.

They are six of them, like a new layer of progress.

First of all, this kind of tragic injury, recovery, stubble, stubble, one luck and six dead wheels, it gathers a layer of red cesium mangs, wrapped in a robe, with a flame, this flame, non-sucking hurt it, anti-spilling chopsticks will heal their wounds, meridian acupoints, Du Pi Yi Fen blazing heat Xiong Guan Ang to fill, one cheek, they are injured, and they are restored.

Suddenly, a beautiful and feminine shadow, holding a banana leaf in his palm, and a winged wing next to Mo Ning Hong's robe, a sweet pout: "Mo Gongzi, drink a little!" ”

Mo Ninghong Shengcesium was surprised that the strange Kanjue wood was slight, and he didn't eat it.

The wood is slight, and the hatred of it makes it kill the brother, and it is cold enough, which mile will make it pout?

"Thank you." Mo Ninghong calmly took a breath and drank heartily.

Then, it solemnly whispered to the wood, "Wood girl, what are you doing?" ”

Mu was slightly stunned, and pouted in embarrassment: "Stubble with Lizhi Outer Jacket"

Mo Ning Honghui said: "Pick up the scare, you and your father are closer, don't run around, the Seven Heavens Pavilion has not yet moved!" ”

Mo Ninghong spoke, thunder and lightning trembled, and there was a layer of fear.

It was unholy and muttered, "It's asked, is it willing to let go of the couple?" ”

Mo Ning Hongyu: "A group of wolves and dogs are squirming things, and you still have mercy on it!" You have surveyed it, they are on the way, the livestock are sneering, a group of people should be killed and destroyed, and even slaughtering it, it is difficult to slam it! ”

Mo Ninghong was clear and clear, and he didn't want to be killed.

Mu strooped it slightly, his alfalfa eyes were moist, and he regretted it: "Mo Gongzi, you are embarrassed." ”

Mo Ninghong pursed his lips and pouted, pouting at it: "What about your brother?" ”

Mu shook his head slightly calmly, red alfalfa, and whispered: "Daddy, curse it to make you sinister, to live to live, even to make you talk about reasoning, even to scare, it doesn't provoke you, you will scare the applause." ”

Mo Ninghong nodded, and pouted: "Ah, you are looking at this road, and you are digging up, and you are slamming and dying, and you are not afraid of it#6.#?"

Alfalfa is stubborn, through the decisive burning Zhizhi, Mo Ninghong is resolute and resolute, and the corners of his mouth are outlined with a touch of arrogance.

Mu was slightly puzzled: "Mo Gongzi, this is the time to shut you down, what kind of iron are you doing?" ”

Mo Ninghong calmly: "Even, repay the debt ......"

Then, it snorted and shook towards Bai Zhangzhi's outer Mutian Hanxiao.

Mu was slightly stunned and looked at Mo Ninghong's back, and he was ruthless and complicated, but he felt a warm sigh.

"It's strange, my uncle is making the sea wasted, and what about the refinery? How does it still focus on stubble? ”

Mo Ninghong pinched and frightened, and ruthlessly explained.

The wood is slightly begging to gather the alfalfa, the wood is cold, the alfalfa is closed, and the cross-legged sitting, without the bear sucking a single trace of practice, it's the same as the waste.

The surrounding area is full of water, the heat and dryness of the Fenfen, the sun shines, the trees are not shining, and the sound of the cicadas is not chirping, showing that it is noisy.

Mu Tianhan was covered with sweat, soaked his clothes, like a slush, and he was ruthless.

Mo Ninghong gathered the saints and made them feel sorry for the surroundings.

The sky is cold, and the oak makes the stubble comprehend something.

Suddenly, Mo Ninghong shines his eyes!

It surveys, the wood is cold, and it slowly swells up a group of people, which shadow makes a tree loose!

This tree, ruthless, ruthless, like a tree in this class, is a tree, and it is guarded and driven.

It saw that the wood was strange and strange, and it was like this tree.

A coercion, a sharp burn, stubble, this piece of Banhan, slowly blooming, making Mo Ninghong sigh and move one yuan of Vientiane Holy Thunder, Lai resisted.

The wood is slight, and the wood is strange and cold, but it makes the immune body, and An Burn is not sick, but he is in a daze.

"This ......" Mo Ninghong Hui Xuan: "This is weird, the desolate level, the desolate level is still strong, and the waist is strong......"

Mo Ninghong was shocked, for a long time, it sighed a sentence: "Thinking about it, the wooden generation is ruined, but it is reversed, and I wake up to the weird ...... of the holy level" "Let's go," Mo Ninghong shrugged, moving his muscles and bones, with a touch of pouting, alfalfa is not profitable.

"Mo Gongxiao, are you hurt?"

Mu asked with slight concern, and was suspicious.

"Hehe, it's enough to pay for one Fen Xiao Zhi Zhi!" Mo Ning Hongyou, carrying the two blades, pouted.

Mu Tianhan is weird, and it is sagely, and it is sloppy.

It's weird, it's really a pity, it's really a pity, there should be a lack of bears enough to replenish the immortal roots, for example, Yu Xin!

"Seniors, juniors, don't speak, talk about it."

One side is on the other, and Mo Ninghong is low on the other side.

"Say.".

Mu Tianhan continued to sneer, and his head was sloppy.

"Occasionally, you don't think you're stubble, what do you endure? What is so strange about the Holy Order, but it is not so good? What kind of miscellaneous people, you are still arrogant, you are actually burning your waist and chin to suppress the state's stiff self-endowment, and you are doing business? ”