Ninety-nine thorny roses
At the end of the song, the red-haired woman slapped Topaz with a smile and seemingly nonchalant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info She gently and softly, like a butterfly falling on an orchid petal fluttering out of a palm, this palm is soft like the wind, extremely dexterous, her slender white fingers are very comfortable slightly opened, the soft palm is sunken in, this palm does not seem to have any strength at all, but the palm turned into rolling spring thunder, the palm of the palm of the flame gushed out, the wind was sassy. Boom, this palm is extremely powerful, the red-haired woman is smiling, but the means are extremely powerful. The topaz facing each other was slapped squarely by this palm, like light smoke drifting away. The red-haired woman with a smile on her face couldn't laugh at this time, her confident palm, in such a short distance, this palm actually missed? Topaz stood there as if she hadn't moved, looking at the woman in red with a smile on her face.
The sound of the piano was exciting in an instant, with the sound of boundless killing, rushing towards the topaz, and the woman who was sitting next to the piano and playing the piano at the same time danced in the air, and the boundless sword rain appeared out of thin air, fluttering and sprinkling, and the beauty stepped on the fragrance, which looked extremely beautiful. But there are endless murderous opportunities hidden here. The sword rain danced in the sky, and his eyes were full of beauty, and he conjured up endless sword light, stabbing straight at the topaz. Topaz looked at the flying sword rain, waved his hands, and the power gushed out, turning into a big mountain, the mountain was as vast as the sea, but it was like floating clouds, dancing gently, crushing down towards a mountain against the sword rain, even though the sword rain was terrifying, but it was only a passing cloud. At this time, a hissing sound came, and the red-haired woman hunted in black, like a butterfly dancing, and a sword appeared through the air, radiating a dazzling light, but it was extremely hot, like a dragon going out to sea, like a silver snake dancing wildly, gushing out, stabbing straight at the topaz. The sound of breaking the sky reached Topaz's ears in an instant. Topaz pointed his left hand at the long sword, the invisible sword qi flowed, and the fierce aura appeared, thundering, and the incoming sword collided, and the loud sound was like a mountain collapse. The woman in red faintly heard a thunderbolt in her ears, like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for her.
A loud "bang bang bang" sounded. No one could believe that those sword rains flying all over the sky could make such a strong sound. The sword that stabbed at Topaz and the rain of swords flying all over the sky also stopped at this time.
Topaz stood there quietly, like an unattainable mountain, incomparably majestic, making people look up. Topaz has a majestic and tall figure, short hair and fluttering poplars, a heroic posture, and surging internal strength on his body. The two women didn't expect that someone would be able to catch such a fierce attack. The two of them have never teamed up to deal with one person, not that they are strong in martial arts, in fact, each of them is considered a top master in the rivers and lakes. Martial arts aside, just under the gorgeous multi-colored lights, in the graceful obsessive singing, on the stage, the woman's snow-white, that unrestrained, that writhing, that swaying, that snake-like, that willow-like, that round, convex and concave, that cloud, bright eyes and bright teeth, that luxury, that beautiful, you are a man, you will feel that the eyes and heart are nourishing, and it will bring you to the realm of poetry, dreams, illusions and fairies. Your body and mind are happy, your spring is rippling, your lust is full, and your heart is itching. Because there are very few people who can not be plotted by them under this warbler song and swallow dance. Topaz is simply not a man, not a man.