Daqin evildoer

The bee and Wu Ruomei are still watching.

Dance dance, a wonderful, unusual, can not be seen.

Most importantly, with her dance, all kinds of incredible swords, from different angles, row of clouds.

She is like a dancing of green, constantly waving a wing, reaching out of the claw, rumored, such as the flow of light, and the fluid shrouded in a strange breeze, dancing, nature, elegant Small smoke.

Every hit is exhausted, it is so fast. Not unable to figure out.

"This dance can only have a chance to see in the sky." Even if it is willing, it is also awkward, but he is in his hands, but there is no pity, and it is continuously mad.

And her strange assassination, with the battle of the battle of the sauce, and a short time has adapted, and the power of the soldiers is completely unfolded.

Under the strong pressures of the dance, it will be promoted to the priest of the sword. It is also advancing at the amazing speed. The previous battle is killed. In this moment, he became the source of the soldiers, all kinds of violent The sword trick is like a tide to breed in my mind.

Multi-yin and yang change, born with dead flow.

The war is a born, and it will die without the war. The war brings more than just destruction, and there is a vitality after the disaster.

This is the way of the war pursued by the emperor.

It is like flashing a silky in the brain sea. These things are like a stream in the mountains, flowing in the heart, under the shroud of strong gods, and generic integration, and a heavenly murder is intensive.

"Trendy." I wandered unconsciously. This sword waved, and I saw that the Sword of the Chiboba is from the meteorite falling from the sky, and she is whistling with the burning of everything.

This sword is clear from his head, but it seems to be from nine days, and with the church of the gentle sword, the greater the destruction.

The sword is dragon, and the body will seem to have a naraine. In the dragon, a terrible sword of destroying the earth is exploding.

"How could this be, the old lady seems to feed him, and he will continue to comprehend the sword in battle."

Dance the original and fierce confrontation, and this confront is full of strange.

The two people have passed a hundred strokes, but they have never touched the weapon. But the more this, the danger is doubled.

Killing people is people, not a sword. So talent is the goal of the sword.

And she relys a wonderful dance, to avoid the mad swordsmanship, with the light spirit to violent, with heavy as the mountain.

So, even if I will be on the ruins of the Yelze, but the mountain is the mountain. After each move, he is still a mountain.

I can dance, but it is like a wind, everywhere, and moves with the mountain. Every sword shows, it is very fast, long-lasting, even if it is not dead, it is enough to make him exhausted, not Fight.

But I didn't expect that he had given up the subtle way, but the empty jumped, the body was vacated, and the hands were holding the sword, and it was a sword to light Changhong, fall from the sky.

Holding the sword in the hands, open the biggest, in the swords, and this sword has also been displayed, but the power of the outbreak and the same heritance now.

This is to be divided into two pieces from the head to the smell.

I don't want to dance, my body is acute, and the jade is once again fed into a lobby, and the

Cycaric colors and red swords.

Among the sound of sound, a green feather is spherically broken, and inch ablation in the sword. At the same time, the red sword is reluctant to chase the jade light. The purpose of this sword is not a person, but the jade in her hands.

The three-inch short blade in the Xiao tube is not afraid of the sharp edges of Red Job, but the jade can't.

But in an instant, it will slowly smoke in the hand, and there is no minimum of jade crushing, but there is a volume, straight to the dance of the dance. The thorn, straight to the dancing throat.

0.6 Attacking it.

During the color of the face, quickly, quickly, this will disappear.

No more wonderful, bend behind, and form an iron plate bridge. The tight legs, the depression of the legs, all fell in the eyes, but her body, but there is a shortness of the moment, the throat is hiding behind the legs.

A sword of the straight thorn passed from her small waist, but the knee, but heavy hit in her leg.

Whether it is a man, or a woman, it is the distinct place.

Men become eunuch, what women have changed, I want to know.

Pain, that is a deep place from the soul, the pain of humiliation, and the tears of the dance pain are rushing. .

Chapter 0340 Grading Walking

Although it was hit by it, Wu Rumei felt that they were roared, and they screamed: "Despicable, shameless, down."

The bee is not false, and the hands are waving, and countless paint black is bee adequate pins into the ridge of the ridge.

Dance the enchanting body, was hit by him with a poisonous knee, hit it out. In the air, twisted and bending the waist, and the tears on the pretty face fall.

The bodies of the bodies are flying, and the horses assassination are avoided. When the sword is in the end, continue to dance.

He is really like a sea, not afraid of consumption, and the red dragonflock is soaring that he has skyrocketed between the moment, forms a terrible sword, every, .

During the sudden change in the face, the body is acute, and the jade touches the flames of the touched, which is naturally hit by lightning, when the sword flew over the body, the jade in the hands seems to bear the intense impact of countless times.

Dance and pain, the legs are in the heart, watching the raid to stand straight and straight: "The soldiers are ghost, with the overbearing swordsman, in the squeezing of 20 students, what is the sword, why I have never heard of it. "

If there is a stormy waves, there is an endless horror. At the same time, the body is back to the back, and the eyes also reveals difficult doubts.

She became famous for many years, murderer, hundreds of pieces, may have her masters she don't know, but she didn't know the sword.

And Liu Ji, this person is not named, he has heard that there is such a swordsman in the world, and there is such a sword, why you don't know.

"Farm is six big schools, soldiers killed." It will be smile: "Dance, you are just a killer, never go to the battlefield, naturally don't understand the exquisiteness of this sword."

"This is impossible. If the farm has this kind of cover, how can you hibernate in Dongshi for so many years, and it is also a four-fold five cracked by a woman." Wu Ruomi called.

"The farmhouse is waiting for the opportunity." Light smile, looked at her: "And the farmer's quarter five cracked, not the Heroes, but Tian Guang ......."

His words have not been finished, the pavilion that has been destroyed by the sword suddenly issues Kaba's crisp, will not think, big sleeves, roll, the small waist, the momentum is eager to go outside the door.

"Boom", there is a big ring collapsed behind the roof, and then Wu Ruo Mei is a bad scream.

Outside the door, the body is not stopped, and it has become a stream of light, and the Tier Zhuang is flundered.

It's suddenly sneak attack, and I just want to resist, but I was smoked in the sword of the red jam, and the severe pain and the heavy pain, let her look black.

String month streamer, night cool, such as water.

Lying on a cold mountain stone, next to a slime stream, a cool breeze blows, she seems to feel the coolness of the body, shrink into a group.

On the side, think about what method to use, let her wake up, give her two slaps, or she will lose her in the cold stream.

With his knowledge, I have long seen that Although Wu Rumei is mainly.

I will be ignored to this point, and the six killers in Eight exquisite still have not appeared, and they have not explained here. And she is also the people of Hidden Dragon Zhuang.

From Wu Rumei's words, he felt a inexplicable danger, and this danger is not for him, but Lingnan.