Looking down, the sexy lace is torn black silk - socks - soul-breaking, and the big colorful pants under him.

It's still Ultraman, and the same style is blowing with the wind......

Seeing this, she was not good in her heart, and took out a bronze mirror with both hands, and in the bronze mirror.

There are a few more hairs on the bald head of the past, no more, no less, just the root of the efficiency of the three tasks.

What about three hairs together to play mahjong?

There were three more forks on the scar on his face, which looked like a gray wolf.

The face is under the knife, why don't you change the hairstyle to the appearance of a lazy sheep?

A little boring pouted, don't think about it, this must be the straight man of steel Yichen who is doing himself again!

She Qianjun can see that he has three hobbies in his life......

Tease yourself, challenge your bottom line, change your look, make yourself more eye-catching, and be the only focus on the street......

"Why are you stunned? Look at Uncle Ben again, he still won't turn you into a lazy sheep, don't you think! “

In the divine consciousness, Yichen, who was very dissatisfied with the efficiency of his stupid heir's task, urged.

"I want to be like a lazy sheep and sheep who eat and sleep all day long, unless you become a pig, or Uncle Ben has mercy and raises you into a pig!"

pinched the three extra hairs on the top of the head, the goods are real, and the hand feels that there is no bullying This is true.

"In a hurry to sell cute? The master immediately went there and took off the big pants in one fell swoop......"

There was a trot, and a rough man on the street was as light as a swallow, and the wind was blowing under his feet.

It's like secretly robbing the third prince of Nezha, stepping on the hot wheels he just stole and pressing them on the ground for a while.

In the amazed and speechless eyes of passers-by, they arrived at their destination in just a moment.

On the high platform of the highest law enforcement field in the nightmare......

A large pair of pants stood in the wind, fluttering in the wind, and it was a sassy red color.

Don't think about it, that's right, pretty boy! This is the big pants of the demon king of the sao bag.

Looking down, the turtle and hedgehog worship hall on the left, and the big pants above the lobby worship the sky.

The pants are sacrificed to the sky, and the mana is boundless......

"I don't know which guy it was before, I swore and patted my chest and said that when I arrived, I would rush up immediately, create chaos and take down the big pants in one fell swoop."

Boredom destroying the flowers in his hands, falling one by one with the petals in his hands.

Yichen glanced at Qianjun, who was sitting on the bench like an uncle, making people rub his arms and legs to spend this jade-like time.

"Ahem, don't care about these details, that person will definitely not be me anyway."

In the Jade Pavilion, Qian Jun, who was leisurely tasting the tea in his hand, coughed lightly and waved his hand indifferently.

I believe you're a ghost!

High in the sky, Jun Qi, who appeared out of thin air, waved his hand, and instantly comprehended the temple sacrifice received the order.

"Second Worship Nightmare King!"

He cleared his throat and waved the whisk in his hand down.

"Bow to your pants!"

He raised his eyelids and waved his hand......

"Turtle thorn worship!"

The commanding attendants forced the reluctant to meet, and they all used turtle shells and thorns to ......

Where in life do not meet, you and I can not meet without meeting, even if we meet, we will not bow down......

"Enter the pot room!"

Seeing that his attendants' hands and feet were not sharp enough, they didn't pull the two together for half a day.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the sacrificial forehead, and he pulled the rope in his hand and went into battle in person......

"Steam! Put your pants down! ”

Biting the silver teeth in his mouth, he let the two of them touch their heads, and barely lifted the two in his hand with all the strength of feeding......