Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

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Mu Qian’s mouth twitched slightly and said: “Good!”

When she was so swaying, she suddenly felt a majestic force sweeping across.

This time, the sound seems to be doing its best, and the spiritual strength of Mu Qian’s distraction.

Originally, some gamblers wanted to bet and suddenly felt a dangerous atmosphere.

Their faces are white and back, back, and back!

The battlefield here was handed over to the curtains and the sounds.

The two mental forces collided, and a flash of light flashed through the millennium.

It is worthy of the Son of the Sanskrit God Kingdom. This spiritual power is definitely the most powerful in the Quartet.

White is not as good as him, even if it is the first master of the Quartet, it is not as good as him.

If it wasn't for the part of the Mantra that forced her to forcibly improve her mental strength, I am afraid that she will be defeated when facing him today.

After some competition, the face of the sound of dust began to turn white!

In the end, he took back his mental strength, and he was gracefully put down and asked, "Is it big or small?"

"Big!"

Mu Qian’s flash of light flashed, and when the sound of the sound was withdrawn, there was still a trace of spiritual strength on the scorpion.

It’s just hidden, she didn’t even find out.

However, for gambling, the sound is still too tender.

Mu Qian’s mouth was slightly raised, and he lifted it directly.

Everyone also looked at the eyes with great eyes. They were very curious about the impeccable perfection that could not be opened. Can you win this last game?

As a result, there is no scorpion on the table, but some powder!

Mu Qian said: "Zero, small! You lost again, this bead is also mine."

Everyone is amazed, this...

"It can still be like this!"

"How did he do it?"

"..."

Even if you lose all the property, the sound is not lost and you are angry.

He looked at Mu Qianxiao and smiled, and seemed to be happy for Mu Qianyi to win.

Ms. Qian said: "Go!"

They used a lot of time in the casino, and it was a bit dark when they went out.

Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "Today I am so lucky to win so much, very happy, walk around! I will take you to a more fun place."

The sound nodded slightly and kept up!

The red light is swaying, it’s the color!

Singing and laughing, countless styles!

As the voice of the dust is as calm as ever, it is very light and familiar with the most popular building here.

Drunk dreams!

Xu Liang, a half-old man of all kinds, saw that two peerless sons came in, and soon the girl was invited to entertain.

Mu Qiang put the sound out of the dust, but the light around it isolated the others.

Some of these girls are stunned. "Don't you, what are you doing here for us to find a girl? I don't understand the style!"

Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "Nature wants the top girl to do it! This kind of beauty, my brother naturally does not want to touch, give me the best private room, all the flowers are sent, and the best wine!"

"Do you know?" Mu Qiansui stuffed a large bag of Lingyu, and they smiled and went to work.

"Please, please..."

When Mu Qiang and Yin Ruo went upstairs, there was a pink figure upstairs looking up at them upstairs.

She whispered to the pressure spring next to her body: "Inquire, who are these two people?"

"Yes!"

The elders really want to be hurt by the gas. "He...he...he went to the place with the Son?"

Yu Bingqing is also very angry. "The Son can go to that place, and some of the mediocre powders are simply not qualified to look at the Son."

"What? I went to the drunken dreams for thousands of nights!"

When Gu Baiyi got the news, the dawn became cold.

Originally, the thousand 汐 汐 汐 若 若 若 若 , , , , , , ,

Eat meat, bet this is still within his acceptable range, but visit the flower building to drink wine...

"Do you want the Lord to bring back the Little Hall?"

Their home is not the most deviant in the history of the North Han Temple.

The North Han Temple, why is it noble?

The beauty of the world will be sent to the door, there is no need to go to that place!

Even if I went there, I even brought the holy and sacred Son of the Sanskrit, and I couldn’t describe the little temple in words.

"She has a sense of proportion!" In the end, Gu Baiyi still did not want to disturb the interest of Mu Qian.

After all, it’s just a woman, and it’s a woman. It’s just a sound.

The room was large and soon the four florists walked in.

The wine has also been sent a lot!

The flowers are like butterflies, and they see the flowers in the two of them. Mu Qian avoids the road: "Go to serve my brother, the little man will not need it, the little man likes men."

Such handsome young teenagers like men, and some of these squads are a little sad!

Naturally surrounded by sound, but with a distance of three meters, you can't get close.

The beautiful people looked at the poor and looked at Mu Qianxi: "The son, this..."

"If you are dusty, don't be so shy!" Mu Qianxiao smiled.

"Thousands of nights, let's leave! Isn't that suitable for us?"

"Where is not suitable? I think it is very suitable, beautiful people! First pour the wine!" Mu Qianyi waved his hand and let the beauty pour the wine.

After the wine was full, Mu Qiang brought the glass to the front of the sound: "Give you!"

"I do not drink!"

Mu Qian said: "Today, the meat is eaten, is it still worse? Drink it! Drink it!"

"Do you let Xiaoye I feed you!"

Mu Qianzhen really sent the wine to his mouth. The barrier seems to be useful to women and useless to her.

Mo Feiyin did not find her identity!

The smell of the wine was introduced into the nose of the dusty voice, and the thin, jade-like fingers holding the white porcelain wine glass had already reached his mouth.

Mu Qianxi directly overbearing and poured this glass of wine into the mouth of the sound, "Hey!"

"Cough and cough!" Mu Qianxi can not be gentle, and was directly picked up.

Mu Qianxi slowly drank a cup of himself and smiled: "The taste is not bad!"

He screamed to the sound: "If you are dusty, what are you still sitting on? Drink! Do you want me to feed you?"

I don’t want to be treated like this once, I picked up the glass!

"bump!"

Mu Qian’s wine glass was slightly touched with the glass in his hand, saying: “Cheers!”

The young man in front of him is free-spirited and free-spirited. The scorpion, like a galaxy, is a landscape he has never seen before.

The sound echoed back: "Cheers!"

In the case of Mu Qian’s whispering in the drinking wine, someone in the room of Drunk Mengxuan went in and said: "Girl, the two are the small halls of the North Han Temple, Murong, and the Fanyin Kingdom. The voice of the Son is astonishing."

"Hey!" The beautiful man was drinking, and the result was a direct squirt of the wine.

She was very surprised: "What are you talking about?"