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The sun rose.

On the 100-meter high-rise platform, you can always see the sun earlier than the ground.

The sun jumps through the platform guardrail, when in the eyes of the flower night, eyelashes.

She can feel the warmth of the early winter, just after I just wake up, I haven't come to the beautiful dream, and I will remind her that it is still in extreme danger.

Extremely dangerous, from a very pair of scorpions from a pair.

Don't open your eyes, spend the night god can "see"

Xuanyuan Wang stands on the edge of the guardrail, looking at her coldly in cold and cold.

This is a quite strange feel.

When you wake up from the sweet sleep, you don't have anything to sleep before you sleep. Where is it now, what should I do after waking up? Can you, spend the night gods, I'm ignored these, only the danger is I observed? She dare not face danger.

So she didn't dare to open your eyes.

The brain is flying quickly and began to recall those memories.

Last night, Li Nan walked, did not touch the girls prepared, and went to the old gold to bring the words, let her carefully cultivate, other things are covered in him.

Wait for spending night god fine taste, there is no sweet, Xuanyuan Wang appeared.

Finally, she can't stand it, completely lost the perception.

Losing the consciousness does not mean death.

Since the night god is not dead, then Xuanyuan Wang will not let her.

Last night, when Xuanyuan Wang was torture her, the fun look of his eyes, so that she couldn't help but hit it.

Just then, a young girl with a metallic texture of a metal texture, sounded coldly: "I can't afford to wake up, do you want me to help?"

The voice of this voice did not fall, and the night god sat on the vine, opened his eyes.

Her body is light, there is no inch.

In the early morning, after falling on her, I put a layer of crystal coat for her, which appeared to be more shiny.

Who is light, lying on the open-air place with a frost, will feel very cold, will shrink into a group.

The night god didn't feel this feeling, but didn't huddle into a group, just like lying in the most comfortable bed, holding a brocade.

There is no cold.

I have never been open to the morning, I can feel the pain.

After the consciousness, she bowed his head to Guanyuan points.

She is in a pain in the past, when coma is dead, now the sunshine should be around 8 o'clock in the morning, the most is more than seven hours.

But she greeted the terrible blue purple, but I got it.

Just like there is no blue violet, smooth, greasy.

The key is that there is no pain in a dot.

Flower night god doubt that you may be dreaming, slowly becoming knees, shake your legs.

There is still no pain, normal let her heartbeat, suddenly accelerate.

The voice of the girl, I raited again: "Don't try, the hundred days of husband and wife in your body, I have already given you down.

The beauty of the night god, the dramatic trembled, slowly looked up.

The back to the golden sun stood before the guardrail is a tall girl.

Black windbreaker, black pants, black shoes, black gloves, black - hair.

The black hair, the flow of floating in the morning wind, from time to time on the face of the girl, trying to cover the pair than this more than this frost, but also a cold scorpion.

This is Xuanyuan Wang.

Xuanyuan Wang in the daytime.

The name is still the name, the clothes are still clothes, but her people have changed.

Handsome man she has divided from the childhood, turns a pure and arrogant girl than Tianshan Snow Lotus.

Bright silver hair has also become a black black ink dye.

When Xuanyuan Wang is a man, he is the most handsome man in the world.

When she is a woman - if she said she is the second beauty of the world, then there will never have the first beauty in this world.

Whether it is a man, or a woman, she or him is the best in the world.

This is Xuanyuan Wang.

Flower night gods who are very conceivable for themselves, there will be self-defeating in front of her. I only read her, I didn't dare to look again, my right leg is swaying, my knees, with the touch of the touch, squatting Her feet.

"Is it surprised, how can I solve your chance of husband and wife?"

The Xuanyuan Wang, who came over, didn't look at her, and took a self-wired chair in the pool, and put it under the windbreaker, the models were left, reached out and pinched a grape, fill it in the mouth.

The night god did not dare to look up, still keeping men to see, will have long-lived positions of the nosebleeds, trembling: "Helling, thanks to Wang Shang's non-killing.

"I don't have such a large degree of Benren.

Xuanyuan Wang slowly chewed, eat the grapes: "You still die.

Any person who dare to betray me is to die, this is a ancestral system that is unobstructed by the flame valley.

"Yes.

I know.

"what you do not know.

Xuanyuan Wang looked at the night of the night god, revealing a pure gloating, "I just changed a way to get you.

I found that you are like a couple of husbands torture, so ugly.

It is interesting when there is no mummy episode.

Mummy.

After listening to Xuanyuan Wang, after this noun, spent a dizzy in the night, a strong natural diagnosis, let her want to spit out the five organs.

Run your head, Zhang Da's mouth, the voice of the throat continues to happen, but there is no meaning of vomiting.

Hua Nower reached out, just put the right hand to reach into his mouth, go to the fad, black shadow flashed, sitting on the Xuanyuan Wang of the ten-meter wicked chair, ghostatic appearance in front of her.

Xuanyuan Wang's right knee flexed on the ground, chin, clear and dark eyes, staring at her, with obvious expectations.

She is looking forward to spending night god and can vomiting!

How many people have a person's psychology, boring, will you be interested in vomiting others? Xuanyuan Wang does not change-state - at least, she is not boring.

She is interested in the night god to vomit, just is interested in the movement of vomiting.

It is like, you can put the tongue so long to capture the frog.

Xuanyuan Wang is currently like a true color.

She is in the flame valley, even someone else has been seen, so I really want to see it.

The night god is about to reach the right hand finger in his mouth, pause, then slowly let it down.

Xuanyuan Wang's eyebrows, slightly wrinkled.

The night god suddenly was not afraid, looked up at her, smiled and asked: "Are you, especially if I want to see me?"

Xuanyuan Wang stared: "Yes.

You hurry, I am patiently limited.

"Do not.

Hua Ye shook his head, almost a word: "In the future, as long as you are interested, I will not do it.

A slash, Xuanyuan Wang suddenly made a punch, a punch in her stomach.

Blood red color, quickly emerged from the flower night, low mouth: "Vomitation!

Xuanyuan Wang was playing her stomach, so that her stomach is violently ruminant, and there is no more completely digestive fruit in the gastrointestinal sac, just like the high-pressure straw faders, hiring up.

Looking at the night gods, the bile is almost spit out, and Xuanyuan Wang frightened again, and the chair is too fun. "" Vomiting is not too fun.

She fists, I am not as good as being dead, I am "appreciation".

Vomiting is.

How uncomfortable is not in the night god.

"In the future, as long as it is me, you have to do it.

Of course, you can not obey, but I have means to do it.

Xuanyuan Wang was sitting again in the chair, thinking about it, taking the right foot.

This seat is too comfortable.

She is not worried at all, and the flower night god will go to commit suicide because of the pain that cannot be affected.

She was only taken by Mummy.

The mummy is the same as a hundred couples, and the evil spirits can be held in the Flame Valley.

These days, the 100-day husband and wife have gave birth to the gods, but they can be compared to the mummy, but it is a small child who likes the sugar-muni, people are hearing these three words. Basically, it will immediately make the brain from the egyptian method.

The internal organs were dug out, plug in a variety of anti-corrosive spices in the belly, and wrapped in a special cloth strip.

Xuanyuan Wang gave the jade jade liquid under the night of the night, as called Madaiyi.

If she is taking this thing, she will become a terrible appearance of the Pharaoh of Egyptian, but not only every day, I will feel tens of thousands of red ants, and I will crawl from her brain. The blood is swallowed on the edge and finally disappears in the pain of the foot.

But she is in the middle of death.

I can't think of suicide, or unexpected death, they are all dead.

Once the night god can not get torture, I really go to drink medicine, the sleeve take the knife, then she is still alive after death.

Her body.

It will not be as terrible as the Pharaoh who turns into mummy, still keeps a preamble.

When Xuanyuan Wang blowing a flute, spending the night god will do her own action.

Kill people.

Better - leaning on the door.

Imagine the dead bodies, but also to be placed, it is possible to rely on the door to sell, and the thoughts of the night god, do not dare.

Only a good alive, suffering from the day of every day.

The painful time swallowed by the Chinese ants is a minute.

However, this is a short bit of pain. As long as the night god thinks, even the hair is going to tremble.

She would rather suffer from a hundred days of husband and wife in their lives, and they don't want to send mummy.

"Why don't you talk?"

Xuanyuan Wang has a glass of wine, staring at the foot of yourself, looks comfortable, calm.

The night god silently picked up the torn clothes, wrapped in the waist, slowly stood up.

"Come over.

With the instructions of Xuanyuan Wang, spend the night god, standing next to her, standing hands.

"I gave myself a name, called Yang Xia.

Yang Xiao stared at the wine glass slowly rotated red wine and asked: "Do you think this is good?"

"listen well.

Flower night god low answer.

"Three years ago, you said that you gave me a high price of the country's sixty-year-old wine.

No who can figure out the thinking jump when he is talking, the last sentence is still talking about his name, and now it suddenly pulled the wine.

The heart is like a flowery night god, and there is no strange: "Yes.

"Now I want to taste, give me it.

"It's already gone.

"Gone?"

Red wine slowly rotated in the wine glass, pause, Xuanyuan Wang raised his head.

"Drinking Li Nan.

Flower Night's mouth, hooked a smile: "Just last night, I gave him the box, I gave him."

Her words have not been finished, one wearing black gloves, smoking her face.