"So what?" There was no superfluous expression on the face of the Jianghu dreamer, but it was a little indifferent.

I'm even more disgusted that you people who have nothing to do do love to harass here.

He felt some infinite melancholy in his heart, so he pinched a broken sword and pulled it out of the air, his face mixed with a trace of bad and helpless.

The speed of drawing the knife was very fast, and there was no shadow in the air, let alone catching his figure, and those silk threads became one by one at this time, as if they were all over the field.

Being noticed makes people feel a sense of comfort in their hearts.

At this time, the Jianghu dreamer's face was a little throbbing, and he didn't feel any discomfort, he looked not far away, and there was a kind of unbearable feeling on his face, as well as the loss and helplessness of the broken puppet line.

He was silent, not even for a long time, but at this time many things backfired, and few people knew how to get out of here and escape.

Those sword shadows were about to sweep themselves, thanks to the help of many people at that time, their bodies fell slightly, but they avoided a lot of unnecessary trouble.

It's just that there is still a shallow blood mark on the neck.

"Are you really not going to leave here? The sound of fear heard in that temple, the terrifying figure at the bottom of the crescent moon, it was all deadly. If you don't leave, I'm afraid something will happen to you. ”

"Don't be here in disguise, listen to what you said, it reminds this girl of a particularly annoying person, and she is still a woman."

In front of Beilan Laiye, the figure of the county lord seemed to appear, and the guy seemed to be standing in front of him, chattering about those interesting things about the ancient city.

Touching his forehead, I couldn't help but have a headache.

"Hey, this uncle of the grade, are you sure that you are here to go on a mission? Are you sure you're not here to block this girl? "Sweet potato

"I said that I will take you out, how can I say it reluctantly." The puppeteer touched his cheek, he was a little helpless.

The black dragon moved, and his whole body was uncomfortable. So he desperately squeezed the arm of the Jianghu dreamer and fell asleep towards that end.

Beilan Laiye looked not far away, and there was inevitably some disgust in his eyes.

I don't know what makes this puppeteer's thinking so and extreme, as if no one has ever told him any truth in life.

The beauty and joy that do not exist in the state of mind make everything come to naught in an instant.

The ancient wooden hairpin is transformed.

She held a short sword transformed by spiritual power in her hand, put it in her hand, and changed the angle as she wanted, dazzling, and she had no time to deal with it.

"Then let's have a good fight and see if you're wrong or if we're all wrong."

"You're a little wrong with this option, shouldn't I win?" Jianghu dreamers are helpless.

"As long as it can be solved by force, then don't think about using the right to say to solve it."

Beilan Laiye's figure had already flown out, with a tiredness, indifference and indifference in his eyes, and when he arrived behind the Jianghu Mengke, he had not moved.

Her body was bound by some silk threads, and she couldn't move at all, and there was a look of surprise in her eyes, as if she saw a little obstacle in this play.

His strength has obviously improved a lot, why haven't he defeated this guy.

"The puppeteer's puppet line is really amazing, but I'm not a vegetarian, I hope you didn't let me down and buy one."