When the moon falls, the figure of a young man is reflected on the stone wall of the canyon, and the shadow always throws a punch unchanged, accompanied by a long exhale, and the dust is also diligently practiced in the air.

The image reflected on the red gorge wall is always such a fist wind that moves forward, and if you listen carefully, there is a hint of gold in the wind.

Mo Neng, you have progressed, the village chief looked at Mo Neng kindly.

Grandpa, I always feel like something is missing.

Alas, child, there were so many spaceships left at the beginning, and grandpa also knew that the magic was incomplete, but the older generation said that diligence can make up for clumsiness.

Maybe that sea of stars has what you need.

Xiao Mo, come and help me give Nie Zhe medicine, the old witch called.

Mo Neng ran over diligently, saw the old witch's crooked bottle, and was busy helping to carefully pick up the bottle.

The old witch snapped and lightly hit Mo Neng's head, it's not that kind, you want to kill Nie Zhe, it's a hallucinant with phantom liquid that makes people numb and hallucinate. He cursed in his mouth: "Dead boy".

Hehe, Mo Neng's head touched and smiled.

The old witch was a strange, wonderful man, with sparse white hair, a bulging forehead, thin and unusual.

The other one, the white bottle, yes, that's the one.

After feeding Nie Zhe, Nie Zhe fell asleep again.

"Fate and the Apostles" Chapter 19 The boy is hitting his hand, please wait a moment,

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