Daqin evildoer

She turned his head, and she found that she was behind her own, it was a Jiao, tidal demon, and red alien, their trails were very good, stiffly walked towards the top of the mountain.

When I entered the mile, I didn't return to return. I'm in the mile, it is the only place of the dead, and they are also the soul of the ghost, along this long way, and walk away from Huangquan.

During the dream, it is relieved. For a assassin, death is the final home. But he found that he was very sleepy, it was very tired, as if he followed a group of ethys, and walked far away.

That road is far from Xianyang to Lingnan, far desperate, waiting for a faint horizon, everyone has already arrived in Lishan.

Dancing has been dyed by the songs that have been sounded in the heart, and slowly close the beauty. Can't sleep here.

A sudden moment, the thunder hammer on the shoulders, burst into a thorn eye, and the man was flashing, and the beard took the dual-gloomy scorpion, and the eyes were shocked. It was frightened, and there was fear. Confidence.

... seeking flowers ............

She felt something wrong, but it was late, tired of tide, not curb, and she turned down.

In the sky, the scenery stopped the song, and the horror was very close to the thunder hammer on the shoulders, and faintly: "Let's put down the hatred, struggle, I will send you to the river. There, You can do what you think, no one will force you to kill! "

"!" Arrived to sleep, looked at lying in his body, dance, Jiao Jiao, tidal demon: "They all went to Shandi, where is it!"

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"It is our own home! This world is too tired! And you will seek in your heart!" Feng Musi and amiable look at the ubes: "Let me see you sleep!"

The twilight scorpion, bursting the strange look, like this world, only black and white. And his face also exposed a smile and looked at the four people who were falling.

Junjiao, the dance, the tide demon and the monsters have been sleeping in his song, there is no sense, between the event, the fear of the four strong people, turned him to let him Knife fish.

The wind is even more proud, he is good at the sword, and the evaluation of each hand is all three points, so the world thinks that he is a priest master, but in fact, his is not a sword, but a song.

A song in the world, the world is rising, and people are life and death.

And the sword is just the means of punching the princes of the princes. This is a world that uses swords to fight, but be buried in a song.

The appearance of the scenery looked at the four people, laughed: "A first day of water, three life and death chaos, but the best sacrifice! Brother, the royal family has returned, you should be born. This is the younger brother Dented. "

Yesterday, the bird said that the lungs have a shadow, and the seventeen drives three hundred miles, brought her back, and made a detailed examination, but it was a blind.

Delayed a day, seventeen. But don't want to add more, four is already very limited.

Chapter 0832 is unlucky

The appetite is very patient, waiting for half an hour, determine that they are completely laid, which slows slowly. Among the long sleeves, it will drop a cyan sword.

The sword is cold, and it is mapped out his original style, but now has a face. Hide cyan swords hide in the sleeve, slowly walk into the four people, kick the people who lying on the ground with feet, and determine if they are coma.

His feet is really gas, the force is shocking, and several people have a sudden sound and roll out.

The man is nodded, and I am relieved to go to the neighb, I picked up the god hammer. I carefully got a few eyes. The power of the thunderous power on the hammer, it seems to make him extremely disgust.

I took out a silk rope from the arms and bundled an explanation of the squat. Then he looked at the tide demon, kicked the "two or seven zero" her body, the bullying, the bullish body, let him have some condenses.

But it is still in the silk rope, now, the time from the wind is not far away, and the urgent needed sacrifice has automatically rushed to Wuyi Mountain, and the world is scrateched to have a giant grand day, which is not placed in his heart. on.

He seems to have seen himself a prince, Han Jian Yan, Chu Zi enchanting, has become a tester.

Just in the back of the shelled neck of the silk rope lock, she suddenly opened.

The wind is a glimpse, but I think I am full of flowers, but just in the moment, the tide woman's demon is evil, and it has become a cold light, and it is urged to his abdomen.

Extremely horrible twisted bending, but the evil sword still stabbed his waist side.

The appetite is not false, abandoned the sword to throw the silk rope, and the curious change, although it is shocked, hold the left waist, and the figure is backward.

The tide female demon did not take the opportunity to pursue it, with a creepy smile, and the mouth of the eyes and the mouth of the body.

The wind bezer with two feet, only barely stabilized, stunned: "You ..."

The tide woman is still laughing, but the smile is a bit bitter: "I have long known, you have a picture for me, but I don't understand what the sacrifice is, people replaces the cow and sheep pigs. Sacrifice!"

Her voice is faint, but it is not disappointed with sadness.

The tide female demon, turning the sorrowful sword in the hand, a cold man penetrated from the sword blade into the sword handle, introduced to her meridian: "I have long known, your elegy has the ability, so, I Just deliberately don't give this shank but also to Jiao Jiao. There is a demon charm, see the volley. "

The wind beard is more sinking: "It turns out that you have long been prepared." He shook his head, and his eyes turned out: "Why do you do this?"

The tide female demon smile is more bitter: "This sentence should be I asked you, you should have the enemy, but I don't know, why do you want to treat me as a sacrifice?"

The man is soaked: "The sacrifice will not die, but in turn, it is also a creation!"

"Making!" The tide female demon looks at him: "Since it is a creation, why do you want to confuse me! This ridiculous reason, do you think I will believe in?"

"If you don't reach an agreement with Jiaojiao, maybe I will not use this way!" Feng Moziki: "But a step of guiding you, walking on that road.

But before the general trend, you made your own choice, and the wind burst is not the stupid material to be defeated, it is better to follow the intention of the south, step by step to complete this game. "

"Master!" The tide of the woman smiled coldly: "The original master received me, and there was an accountant!"

The wind is soaked: "Not only you, there is also eight exquisite dances, red aliens!" His smile is a little cold, but the tone is just: "It is a sacrifice, you are your glory."

"The dead is very heavy!" The tide fetus stared at lying in the ground, and he sent a long way to dance, and he was bonded by him. The tone is light: "Nangong and you, what do we want to do!"

"Give you a huge wealth, and long-lived body!" Feng Beard sigh: "This is what the world is dreaming of, why are you resist?"

"I don't understand!"

"Take your age, experience, don't you understand!" The storm looks at her.

"The huge rich, long-lived body." The tide woman is a bit obsessed, and some hesitate: "This is a good thing, you will be willing to give others!"

"Because I need you to help me save a person!" Feng beard slowly ......

"Save!" The tide woman went to the top of Wuyishan, where there was a brilliant palace, and the sound of the romance: "Hiding in the wind" of the dragon, he is not hidden, but is trapped! "

The storm is sure to nod: "Brother brother brothers brought together Wuyishan Dragon veins, and the gas is pure yang, but he has not yet arrived. He needs to be a woman in the yin, which will be touched!

For you, I am committed to a peerless person, the Daxie Wang family is not a humiliation, but glory! "

The tide female demon looks at him, the smile of the mouth slowly flops, then it is all there: "We are the Ding furnace of the Yin Yang, no wonder it is called a sacrifice!"

"Giving your longevity, give you a rich, is it not enough!" The man is not laughing.

"Is there a tool for you, just use the tool!" The tide demon face reveals a humiliating look.

"Every life is in this world, because she has the value of being used!" Feng Mozi righteous righteous: "When the Han Wang Palace is a big fire, only you and Hu Meire can escape, is not your life, But there is also the value of use. "

"Hu Meiren is an ordinary woman, 5.4 to be hit by the spine, becoming the slave of the first portal of the burial dragon!" The tide demon self-ridicule: "And I, because of the natural water, by the south public Disciples are waiting for the day of being a sacrifice! "

The wind is not talking, but it is default.