Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

"So, is it really crazy?" Zhaoyan met with the town paper played in his hand. This time, if you don't let go of the moon, they can't find the Yun Yunyang.

"It's crazy." Luo Yuan stands: "It is not installed. The Lanling Wang itself practiced is evil spirits, plus several of the years, and has eroded my heart, it is impossible. "

"That ... is there hope?"

Luo Yuan quiet halfway, said: "No."

"That ultimately ..." Zhao Ji meticulously frowned.

"Simply, is something living like a dry body, then suffocating." Luo Yuan replied: "It was not here, but he didn't know why, in order to renew him to use a very vicious means on him. Added ban, once the ban is opened, he will die unusually miserable. "

"This ... is troublesome." Shao Yang Emperor is still not slow. The large-scale business names of Xiao Yishan is nearly 50, and countless counts are small, and they are more than 20. The Lanling King has been in the past few years, and the conspiracy tricks can be used, and he is inheriting, and there is no need to pay attention to the food cloth. Now he is almost the same as the "Dynasty", it should be a "wild". Lanling King is indeed a genius, know how to use the timing. The days of the big fear are not good, and the case is very similar. Schuliweiyuan is covered with clouds, just wait for him to be a bird. Who is the Lanling King really too deep? is a lesson. And his head - , but the thirteenth number of the year. In fact, he was very self-satisfied in the past few years. At that time, the child was acknowledged to him: "What is it? You should be fortunate that your brothers don't have Yi Leizhihuan or song Shuwei Ning, and these military commands have no thirteen ministers. Otherwise, where is this smooth?"

Zi is far right. Thanks to his reminder.

Zhao Jo's meticulous finger, turned up. The flexibility of his joints is very good, it is a material, but unfortunately, how can someone teach him when I am a child. The heroes in this chaotic world will not work hard. He is still lucky, just delayed the time, and Schuli is far from being completely destroyed for a few years. It is these three people who want to think about it, it is the three short life. Maybe you can live to the day of the Central Plains ... I don't know if this can be counted?

Lanling king crazy, no one can take over his business. When it is chaos, several countries have finished. Some people say that his "ten-way figure" is a treasure map, which is not. "Ten Diagram" is actually his roller in the number of business people in various countries. If you can get that picture, clean up Xiao Wei's power will be easy. Of course - this legend of the legend of the legend, the average person gets no use.

"I have to get ten pictures ... You and Guangxing go to a trip."

What's more interesting, still behind ...

Soft pushed the door. The threshold and the rusty He lightly turned to the door, and the gloomy sun in winter was blocked outside the door.

A person is lying in bed, and the body is amazing, and it is tightly in the group. The skin is stiff, panned. The whole body is generally slightly led, the mouth is very large, and the fish on the shore is desirable to breathe air. When it is, it is delayed.

Soft is sitting on the bed and smashes the face of the person. "Fu, today is not comfortable? What should I do ... After two days, I have never been with you throughout the New Year ..." He rely on him, gently hold Lei Huan. . "Fu, uncomfortable, sleep, there is no more than a wake up ... will not be uncomfortable, will not suffer, how good ..."

Lei Huan did not open his mouth, screamed in the mouth. The softness is gently touching his hair, infinitely loves: "Hey, don't worry, it's okay ..." My soft and kissed Lei Huan's face, soft voice: "Mother sang to the baby, good?" Lei Hui looked at my fierce, I didn't know if I didn't understand. The soft man holds Lei Huan and gently pats him, gently screams children who sleep. The soft and sweet voice is wrapped around, and the face of Lei Huan has a strange comfort. For more than a decade, it is more than white, and slowly in the song of the mother, quietly precipitates. Lei Huan may understand, or may not. In the afternoon of the winter, it is scared. I always feel like a slight vibration of the air, and it is possible to make a huge wave, and then there is no longer. All unstable factors instant collection.

Lei Huan suddenly spurt. This symptom has become more and more intensive, and the thoracic muscles of Lei Huan are completely rigid. Maybe it will take long time to be killed by himself. The soft bodies rushed to him, kissed the cheeks, hair, nose, eyes in the madness, this is what he created, he stepped on the child gave birth to the ghost door, he did his hard. Children who can't recognize! Month, moon, murmond: "Baby is not afraid, baby is not afraid, mother is here, baby should not be afraid ..." Lei Huan's scorpion has a painful , Month. Lei Huan rushed, the sooner of the moon, the more close, and his face was crying in the quilt. He suddenly looked up, smiled and said: "Good boy, mother, mother, don't blame the mother ..." He took the dagger from the sleeves, biting the lower lip suddenly going down - end, End, don't suffer again, you don't have to lose money, good children, mother, you will go to you with you ...

"Month!" Lei Yao suddenly hit, and his hands took the dagger's blade. "Who said that the big brother is not cured? I don't believe! In short, as long as you die, there is hope!"

"You let go!" The moon is soft and red, and the tears are crazy to go out: "You let go!"

Lei Yao biting the lips and dying, and the fingers were blotting between the fingers: "I don't let it! The big brother will not die, how can he die!"

"Say it is good." A delicious voice suddenly came from outside the door, Lei Yao, and then put a big hole on the wooden wall of the side of the bed. Today, the cloud is not there, but the flying clouds are not in the end of the two big living people. Another big high child is lighted, praise: "Good kid! It is a block material!"

Lei Yao looked at the moon, turned to face and scratched: "What is your one? I can't praise you!"

Luo Yuan is not annoyed, a face flavor, no talk. Sang Hanyu is a little bit, flying to the bed, and reaching out to pick up the collar. Lei Yao shook, and Sang Han waved, immediately took him to the bed. Lei Yao turned over to sword, and Luo Yuan's long gun came to his eyes.

"You put my big brother!" Lei Yao, "Wang Ba E Easter!"

Sang Hanyu is too lazy to be with the little ghost, turning around, no way to prevent, Lei Yao's sword is full of his face. Lei Huan was smashed with the collar in the null, and his face was ignorant. The moon stands up, the word is said to the two people: "Give me the child!" Luo Yuan did not think that Lei Yao is a hard-wrapped master, and I don't want to hurt people. The moon is in a hurry, pulling down the shackles to Luo Yuan, and the shackles are soft.

He didn't work hard, how did you forget? The moon is soft, Lei Yao picks up a sword, and Zhao Hanyu has arrived outside the door. Luo Yuan took the gun flower to chalten the shackles, and the broken bricks were raised. When the snail of the gun, the blood of Lei Yao, Lei Yao's mouth, the mouth of the mouth, the angry beast is generally struggling to get up: "Betting! Let me put down my big brother!"

When he climbed to the door, Feiyun Reward ride around and his face did not know. Lei Yao roar: "A group of waste! How do two big live people come in?"

Flying clouds ride, this small manor can surrounded like a bucket, do not say two big live people, it is a bird can't fly!

The moon is on the ground, crying in the earth - "Who will save my child? Who will save my child? Who can save me? God -!"

I saw a person standing in the bridge.

Sang Han is angry, it is drafted and again. Quiet, it is not awkward. Sang Han is wide and cheered. "This is not the Lingda Lord!" Said that it didn't care, and continued to drive the horse forward. Luo Yuan stretched his hand and wrinkled his eyebrows forward.

"It's a big suffocation." Luo Yuan gripped long guns and faced more downs. Ling Jing and half, I didn't move, Luo Yuanzhu took forward, and there was a powerful airflow to shock him. Ling Jing and looked up and smiled strangely.

When Zang Han, Xingxing suddenly stunned. Who is this person?

The left side of the cheek flies a few firey dance butterflies. Long eye eye, enchanting charm. A faint fire color around the body is suffocating.

Luo Yuan shifted the carriage behind him, and made a look in Zhanxun. Sang Han Guangxing will contend, and smile: "It is difficult for Ling Lee to meet. But what new instructions in the emperor?"

Ling Jing and pick your eyes, hooked the lips, gently smile, the sound is ethereal and no. "Emperor? He is something."

Sang Hanyu is screaming, and the sweet smile: "It is also right, he is not something." Said the sword in his hand half a sheath, and the cold light was now.

"Leave me Leisure Huan." Ling Jing also smashed, a charming style. Luo Yuan's heart is more than a matter of this guy, should this guy? Sang Han Guangxing Gege smile: "I am afraid that it is not a soft." Ling Jing is also soft: "Then we don't talk nonsense, is it good?" Sang Han is a little bit: "Okay, then you will die." Ling Jing and jumped, the shadow against the light is like a shocking, the sword, and it will come. Luo Yuan listened to the sword Xiao Dragon, the big shock: "Forced night! How can you use the forced night sword!" Zang Han has blocked this sword, and he shook him, and fell to the horse. . Luo Yuan is angry, the fire moistman swepts a piece, and the air flows rolled up the small sandstone sharply broke the lingering face. Liang Jing and slender fingers gently, see a sharp blood, and then cut the power of Hanxin, Luo Yuan, suddenly flew out. The horse is a fall, Luo Yuan can't prevent it. Ling Jing and jumped into the carriage, picked up Yu Lei Huan, and did not see trace.

"Damn!" Luo Yuan went to see Hui Han, Guangxing, although there was internal injuries, but fortunately did not hurt the key, and it was very light.

Two people hang on the criminal frame. The dark stone chamber is rushed to the air, pressed in the heart of each person.

"Said, where is ?" The monster smiled and found that the clouds found that they didn't have a mistake. Yu Chun Yunyang is also a tongue. This accompanying yourself has gone through the half-life, as if you have never really read him. A small sharp knife is held in the moon, and some of the criminals are in the cold and clear and clear the sound of the cold frost: "Ask again, where is the ?"

silence.

The soft buds smile. "Ning died? Good! There is a bone, I like it!" He reached out to another prisoner's head, and his eyes and softly said: "It is optimistic ... This is not easy to see ... ... "The pink tongue reached out and gently licked the pointer of the cold. When the prisoner perceived, he was stabbed, and he saw the knife to fly, such as the meteor point, silver silk cage. Between, there is a thick bloody taste to rush, and the knives in the hands of the soft bare are ignorant, and the other is on the other, and the long white skirt is so embarrassing. color--

"what!!!!!--"

The calm-hearted sound of the lungs rushed out of the stone room, devil, devil! He actually slammed the person's skin! The man mourned on the criminal rack, the whole body red flesh, fat gluten was distinguished, and even the blood vessels stretched on the body, it seems to be a piece of raw meat. On the spot, there is a flying cloud rider not to spit out, even if it is stylistic, it is also the companion who has lived in the evening!

The soft man is gently walking to the prisoner who is faint and the cold finger is planned on his skin. The cherry is slightly, and smiled and charming: "How ... you are still complete ... Do you want to say? I am the most put on the punishment in the washstone ... This is the lightest thing ... I believe I am, my hands and feet are very fast ... I don't hurt when I look at it, just like, um ... what is the same as getting off ... But how will it be like it? "

The traitor is very small, the pupil is extremely small, and the face is harder. Seeing another flesh and blood of another tractor, it is broken, and the limbs are twisted, it is like a group of leftovers, and then gradually dehydrated, then ...

"Ah! I said, I said, I said, let me die, it is better -!"

The soft man throws people.

How can I forget, even he forgot, I will wash the Pavilion. Washing Pavilion, the world of hell ... I don't want to mention again. At that time, Master said, he went to do it. I didn't think that killing is not good. Later, Yunyang said that it is not good to kill, then he does not kill, and I don't think it is. Even if the year was fired later, he didn't have a kill.

However, now he wants to kill.

He is a monsley that is not male. He is a charm of a man's livestock. He is a murderer's demon. He is a mistake.

However, what is these right gentles doing? Turk, conspiracy, struggle. Every moment is in the dead, people who die on the battlefield count count. He is a killer, that is the killing of the rivers and lakes, and the skill is not as dead, there is no other thing. He is just for survival. It seems that no one accuses these so-called Mingjun famous. What Langling King and Shaoyang are not all goods? For the private, it is. When these people praised them, they once thought that maybe I would be involved in the war in the war, and pushed to the robbery?

The softness turned and went to the cloud. Legend of the sky. What is it really strange, how much is it died in his hand?

"Is it afraid?" The soft laughed.

Yunyang shook his head: "No."

"Good." My Na Na walked out of the stone room. The air is really fresh.

These stupid. Self-righteous stupidness. I thought that what kind of kind is good? ridiculous.

He is just not willing to think about it again. However, ghost nights have never disappeared. He is just sleeping.

Xuantian Night Rain Wen Wen, I'm smiling and smiling.

He is back.