Daqin evildoer

Two people carefully walked, with the bronze fork in their hands, turned the upper body of the person, and it was their own companion, which turned to see a woman in not far away.

This is an extremely beautiful woman wearing a black dress. Quietly squat on the ground, the rain is so beautiful, her face is very beautiful, the skin is very white, and even the raindrops are not in her. On the face, but her long eyelashes, but hangs crystal raindrops, like a flowers bloom in heavy rain.

She quietly squatted on the ground, black dress in the rain, a monster golden, tight dress tightly stuck on her, beautiful lines.

Her body has a bunch of slight waist. Two round hips are very full, just like two rounds of full moon.

Her body is in the back of a man, there is a man in a man, and the rain is full of flowing.

The vigilance of the two items and the fierce color quietly subsided, and the two eyes were dead staring at Lu Wei's body. The rich round, the sphere was collected, the form is elegant, the black long dress is a pair in black long skirts The beautiful, legs, no need to touch the elasticity, skin slide, tender as silk. Two items can't help but swallow the mouth.

They know this girl, she is often a business, who is often working in Cang Yunling, every time I come to Cang Yunling, always provoked a brief.

And she is sitting around the neighborhood, pretty face, graceful figure, looks in their eyes, just like a fairy dropped.

And the fairy on the past, but lying down at their feet.

Her two beautiful arms are still tightly licking down the men's neck, stretching the body, slender waist, round album, letting her look like being asleep, let people look. Soul.

In the three years, the old soy sauce, and in Zeze jungle, when can you see such a woman.

In their eyes, it reveals the rays, but the alert is constantly telling them that he must first look at the life and death of the man under her body. After all, there have been fifty companions to die in his sword.

This is a man who is a fierce than the beast. In the rainstorm, in the jungle familiar with the Nien, he can kill so many people.

I have a safe gesture toward my companions, and dozens of people have already surrounded up, and they will even stand in the mud water, and they will stand straight into the body in the thorns, which is hunting, will have a will, and they also bear I can't scour on this cold rain.

This fight has long been exhausted, and the fierce of killing is also consumed in this group of battlemasses.

Under the body of Lu Wei, the golden light curtain of the closed space has shrunk to the lowest, tightly attached the bodies of the two, and the raindrops that are constantly landing have become the best cover. The blood of the blood slowly flowed, but his love has been covered with three feet.

Beautiful woman is enough to make this group of vigilance, people's temperament, such a beautiful and noble Lu Jia Miss, the general existence of God of Wealth, if it is not dead, no one will not give up.

Slowly get together the group of items, and the eyes are in the body of Lu Wei, the body of Miao Miao.

Thirty, fifty, one hundred, more and more coming, but no one dares to be more and more, all stand outside, and looked at Lu Wei.

They are waiting for the leader, Dragon and arrival.

It is also waiting, this group of jungle hunters are all terrible existence. Once the jungle of torrential rain, even the masters don't want to kill them all.

"Take them into a meat sauce." Long and the voice came from the rain sound, it was Lu Jia Fortuna, and now I have abandoned Cang Yunling, and the hatred in my heart, I have to let this group vented: " Look at Lu Wei is dead, if you don't die, she is yours. "

Dragon and a sentence finishes, fast moving body, hiding into a secret space. Hunting in the jungle all year round, let him know clearly, the more dangerous beasts that are struggling.

And he doesn't believe that this man is easier to die, but from him, go up from him, it is a time, it is a feet, it is as steel, he can't be so long.

The bronze sword has been high, the bronze fork is in the body of Lu Wei, and I want to turn her from the man.

But the bronze fs sharp spear tips, touched the Lu Wei black dress, slipped from a layer of gold.

Suddenly, the body has been spurred quickly, and a short-length Xuanyuan Soul is like a light wheel that harvested life.

"He didn't die, concealed." A hunteen was frightened, a sharp sword was drilled out of the ribs of Lu Wei, and the rain in the gap was on the sword, the blood marks, the sword blade Snow bright. The above day and moon stars and flowers trees are clear in the purpose.

The Nien people looked at the ribs, and the blood flowed out from the fingertips and blocked. In the event, the sword blade took out, and again came to his neck. A great head rushed, and blood and rain were intertwined, which became a tragic scene.

Will carry Lu Wei, body chemical into ghost, accurate and unmisthed in a thorn, Xuanyuan Jian Soul is sharp from the thorns, only half of it.

The body is once again vacated, and the nun people in which the gods are located is invisible, but the rain is as such, but wear the thin golden light, and every sharp sword is lifted, there is one person.

The huge trees were cut off, and a hint of blood came out from the ground. Lu Wei glared at the beautiful, this moment, the Great Qin Prince of Wen Wen, has evolved into the devil in hell.

Thirty, fifty, one hundred, his hands in the hands of the swords, ruthlessly harvested the lives of the enemy.

Chapter 0215 Dragon

A brutal slaughter, the life is like a pig, there is no mercy.

The body stopped on a gentle grass, and the eyes penetrated the rain, looked at more dense jungle. The next consciousness took the back of Lu Wei to the back of the back, and only this can make her own pain. Muscle, Feel a warm warmth.

Lu Wei was on his back, and he felt his rapid heartbeat, and he was soothing, even his thin thin, this is a cruel and calm man, never thought, less than two hours There have been a 150th to fall down on his sword.

Cool mind, secret thinking, let her clear each tragic death in his sword in his heart.

She only felt happily, fortunately, the Lu's family wisely stood around him. Otherwise when he raised the butcher knife, hundreds of people had to be like the clan, always lying on this passion. valley.

The fairyland has become a flesh and abutment, and the residual strain is scattered.

It is the general of ignoring the life and death, and the Dragon's eyes are also full of fear. This is a brutal devil, a man who came out from hell, the swordsman's head is broken, and the person who died in his sword is complete.

But this man is already a lightweight, asthma, as long as people, as long as it is normal, after the many people killed so many people, his mental state, his physical strength, will consume empty, keep back, he is back Lu Wei.

It is also an accounting, although it is unclear how many people are hidden in the jungle, but the bows are wetted by rain, and the bow is not able to launch the arrow, and the situation has been reversed.

I want to kill myself, they only come out from hidden.

The hunter that makes it out of the war, but the hunter of the jungle hunting is a good nightmare of the rivers and lakes.

Dragon has also been coming out of hidden, the bronze battle in the hands point to the will.

This is a provocation, the dragon can only make himself become the goal of hunting, in order to let him take the slope of the trap.

Will be so quiet, and did not hurry into the glory. He also needs to rest, adjust the energy to ease the pain such as cut muscles: "If you are so many people, I don't dare to be a group!"

The clear laughter passes through the rain, falling into the ears of the group, this is the biggest insult to the soldiers, the taxi can not be insulted, and so many people die in this sword, fear has affected their Miss.

"A group of pork dogs are not as good as those who secretly secretly touched them, and they still have to restore the Chu State, and they will be as good as the bandits of the mountain," said words of the words than him. The sword is also sharp: "Tang's Xiangshi family is a long egg, and Laozi let you make a battle, pick you a group of people."

In battle, this kind of thing has not appeared on the battlefield for a long time.

The eyes of everyone looked at the dragons, a shiny armor, was frightened by the rain, hidden in the eyes of the mask, shot two colds, he has been blown up.

But he really dares to go, the mountains have become the battlefield of Xiangren, leaving this mountain, waiting for them, only the massacre.

Abandon your most favorable terrain, holding bronze swords with a devil blood, fools.

Will carry Lu Wei, slowly embarrassment, as long as you enter him three feet round, it is a mouse and there is no constant shape, the body is in a constant state, Xuanyuan Jian Soul has been condensed into a true Sword type.

The lion beat the rabbit also uses full, slight negligence, which is lying in this beautiful mountain forest.

The sword is shaking, the sword is like a whispering, the wind is three flashes, and then returned to the other. The body is different in the transformation of swords. The sword is fast, that is, the most fierce hunter can't see, only It is possible to use the instinct to dodge, Dragon and look at the sharp sword blade wear the body.

Three-foot-long bronze swords, I couldn't help him, the sword blade collided, even the golden iron smashed, the sword was broken, and the body of the bodies accelerated, the body flashed between, one The tip of the wooden row flew from the top, the body was rotated, and the wooden row was squatted, the wooden roll was suddenly accelerated, directly into the green thorns, several classes Didn't send it, I pierced my body.

On the side of the Tiejia people have been shocked, he actually predict the hidden wooden row on the top, even if he will be bullied, there is no need to react, will smile, sword blade jitter, sword gas Four shots.

"Are people are not more lively! I have come out!" Xuanyuan Jian Soul swept away from four silly Tieren's neck, and the blood rushed three feet, even the rain is also a scarlet ...