Nan Chan

Jiu Tianjun helped the net Lin to board the seat. He looked at the net Lin and expressed his emotions: "Although it is thin and thin, it is a great thing. It has been trapped for hundreds of years, and now it is going to go through the experience." Fan should be in the realm of Dacheng."

Jing Lin did not speak, he allowed Jiu Tianjun to lead his arms, his eyes never squint. The pharynx is on the side of his body, and the talented phoenix flashlight has disappeared. The bells of the Vatican echoed and the pool was relieved. The chanting of the crowds gradually recovered, and the lotus blossoms fell for a moment. The old man trembled and looked at the clouds, only to see the net Lin shirt swinging, and cleanly climbed to the high seat.

Underneath the Jurassic neck and peeping, seeing Lin Songjun sitting indifferently, even a smile and smug. In the eyes of the waves, the body is not personal.

The original wines of Zhuxian are hot, and although the feast is restrained, they can also get some pleasures. Who knows that Lin Songjun sat on the high platform, and underneath it was all sweating with a strong sweat.

"Lin Songjun, who is hard to see once in a hundred years." Dong Jun slightly covered his face, drinking too much and vomiting, but he did not care to describe it and climbed up. He snorted and said to him, "What are you talking about? Out of the air! The light is right! The village is over..."

When the words are not over, Dongjun will even rush to squirt.

Luo Luo couldn't help but felt that the surrounding atmosphere was not comfortable, so he took the opportunity and climbed up. He shook out the piece to give Dongjun.

Dong Jun took a pass, waited for a sip, and covered him with a stunned look at the singer. He smiled and said: "Good people, I will borrow it. I will see you in the east, I will wash you back."

Milo was beaten by his heart, and he was shot by his back, and the soul of the time was flying. He panicked and headed, and the little dog followed Dongjun.

Dongjun wiped his lips and his mouth was heavy, but he looked up awkwardly. He worshipped the nine-day monarch on the high level and said: "When the net is returned, the gentleman must be reluctant to call him, then I will take advantage of it and ask for a color!"

"Most of it is for the middle of the snow." Jiu Tianjun smiled and was full of enthusiasm. He turned his head and said to Jing Lin Wen Wen, "You shut down and seal, so you don't know, in order to get you out of the customs, Zhongdu has suffered a snow disaster. He can't wake up in spring, you have to help him."

Jing Lin heard the sound to Dongjun.

Dongjun laughed and said, "I have slept for a while, don't you recognize me? This look is my heart."

Net Lin only took a glance and turned back to his eyes. He bowed slightly and said, "Listen to your father."

Dong Jun gathered a smile and felt that it was not fun. He folded the palms in his hand and said, "That is the time to go, let me go with you."

"I don't hurry." Jiu Tianjun said to the bottom, "There is another thing that is imminent. A few hundred years ago, Jiutianmen struggled against the sea. Everyone in the room hated the evil spirits. We also lost a lot of good lang. I have been through the tribulations, but I have finally become a meritorious deed. At that time, the northern Canglong residence did not allow, starved to death countless innocent people, but for the anti-hai great cause, Jiutianmen always refused to avoid, but unfortunately greedy Like, Canglong did not hold his heart."

Li Wei had already expected what Jiu Tianjun had to say. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the opposite Lin Lin. The net Lin Yuguang came, but there was no emotion.

"...Tang Canglong also had a heart for all beings. It was not good to erase his merits. But he later became greedy for the blood, and was attacked by the demons. He was not glorious, so he did not tell the Three Realms..."

"... killing Ge Jun is a helpless way, but it is also helpless. The big demon in the north gathers, this matter is not easy to solve, and today it is to wait for Lin Songjun to go out..."

Jiu Tianjun was full of red light and vigorously supported the arm of Jinglin. He said: "Now the net is out of the customs, this matter can no longer be dragged. When you go to the north of the land with Dongjun, you will inform the news that Cangdi is dead. Group demon. If it is obstructed, just..."

Cangdi is dead.

Numerous people meditation on this sentence, whether it is only the few insiders, or the incomprehensible passers-by, they are watching Jinglin, it seems to want to glimpse something from Lin Songjun. However, Lin Songjun does not dodge or have no emotions.

Li Wei remembered the heavy rain at this moment. He was squatting in the net, and Lin Lin cried in the rain, even if he was embarrassed, but he was an individual. But now he is sitting opposite the net Lin, seeing this is not a person, but a sword that has been tempered.

Lin Songjun has no heart.

Dongjun slipped halfway, and he lay on the old stone, covered with a scorpion. He dissatisfiedly blew a corner of the scorpion and said, "What is good for the dead, white eyes that I hope for. I am jealous of him, is that still a human? Even the crying and laughing are lost."

Sitting in the pool of drunken mountains, he held his magic wand and replied: "I look at it, it must be a serious person."

"People can't be seen, I am also a serious person." Dong Jun said.

The drunken mountain sneer: "You are just wearing a human skin."

"It’s better than your heart-breaking freak." Dong Jun sarcastically said, "In the past few days, I have voted for the Vatican. People can hardly see it. I said that your heart is red and not clean."

The drunken mountain was set for a long while, looking at the pool, he said: "I have forgotten."

"What is your stick?"

"Devil."

"If there is no magic today, who are you going to drop? You are just a hard-hearted solution, and you can't get away with it. You are stuck in the dusty scene." Dong Jun put his arm on his arm and said, "I decided that you can't be a Buddha in this life."

"Who said that there is no magic in the world." The drunken mountain half back. "If you don't die, I won't leave."

Dong Jun suddenly laughed. He said, "A good vulture! I said a pass, but I want to live forever through my light! You have been stuck in the dilemma for a hundred years, why not log in to Dacheng?"

The drunken mountain looked at the lotus, but did not answer this. He traced his troubles, but found that love was tied to the heart. He is often drunk and often mad, and before he squats at the Buddha's Gate, he is actually nothing in vain. He closed his eyes and it was the time to look back. He opened his eyes and was lonely for hundreds of years. It is too difficult to be a person. He has already painted the land as a prisoner. Even if he is a peerless person, he will never enter the realm of success.

Dong Jun and his eyes were fake, and he was drunk and got up and left. He knew that there would be no answer to this question, but he seemed to have already understood the reason. He is a demon, draped in the human skin, but this millennium still makes him seem to understand.

I don't know how long I have been lying, Dong Jun is counting the net Lin. Who knows that there is a glimpse of the eyes and a pair of eager eyes.

Dong Jun immediately smiled: "Small king, I am slow!"

Russell loves the beauty, see Dongjun’s lazy arm, but he doesn’t feel scorned at all, but he is surprised and happy to say: “I’m disturbing the gentleman’s break?”

"Hey." Dong Jun slowly half-lifted, holding the other corner of the pa, the eyes of the peach eyes are sultry. He said, "You come to me, how can this be a nuisance? I am here, I am waiting for you."

When he saw him, he was very happy with the rumors. He couldn’t help but have a sultry face: "Wait, wait for me?"

"I look good on this face?" Dong Jun elbowed his knees and raised his face to ask Luo to see enough.

Milo nodded hard, not blinking.

"Then what do you want to taste?" Dongjun slyly held the finger of Jurassic along the handkerchief and leaned closer.

Luo Luo slammed his nose and mouth and felt the heat flow came out. He saw Dong Jun close and his legs soft. Unexpectedly, when the atmosphere was awkward, Dongjun suddenly forced him to smash the old stone, and he slammed it under the speed of lightning.

"I like this color, I will do it for you."

The fierceness suddenly came out in shock, approaching the front of Miluo, and the excitement in this moment was so horrified that he would scream and turn around. Dong Jun grabbed his ankle and pulled it back easily.

Luo Luo was crying in his face and didn't dare to look at him again.

Dongjun laughed and held his head and looked at him. He said, "The world is not allowed to be beautiful. You are really annoying. Hey, I am so ugly."

From the fingertips, Milo has recovered the beauty, but it has become soft. Dong Jun’s fierceness is that Cang Long is also subject to blasphemy. He Tiluo is only a slap in the face, and now he is scared to scream.

"Come to the upper bounds in the coming days, remember that the beauty is more thorny. Under the color, it is not allowed to be a big mouth. As I do, it is even more terrible to eat from time to time." Dong Jun let go, "Don't run, When I lick your clothes, pickle your food."

He said that the pickles, Jurassic thought it was awkward! This time, not only the mind was hurt, but even afraid of it, and opened Dongjun in anger, crying and running. Halfway through, I almost hit the net Lin. Jing Lin flashed sideways, but Luo did not look at him. He was full of Dong Jun, a bastard. He felt that these nine days were his own sadness and never wanted to come again!

Dongjun blew his handkerchief and felt that the pascal was as thin as its owner. When he saw that Jinglin was approaching, he took a slap and copied it into his sleeve.

"Cute him to play." Dong Jun said, "How can you not laugh even if you laugh?"

Jinglin stood and said, "Walk."

Dong Jun jumped down the stone and walked side by side with Jing Lin. He fanned the fan and said, "The midnight snow has been buried for nearly a month. You just have to let the snow stop, and the rest of me have my own way."

Net Lin sounds.

Dong Jun said: "This errand in the north is not easy to do. The group of demons will be in trouble. You are afraid to take some effort. But I see you pointing to the sword, I must have made up my mind."

Jing Lin fingertips slightly, said: "You are not flattering."

Dongjun smiled and said: "Mother. This errand has been done earlier, you and I don't have to lie to each other's eyes. But when I say it, what do I hate? But it is beautiful."

Jing Lin was out of bounds with him. The guards of the Division of Demarcation saw both of them, and they did not want to be famous. They only sweared and allowed them to pass.

Dong Jun said: "What is the taste of everyone's worship?"

"There is no difference."

"The road looks awkward." Dong Jun squatted with a folding fan. "This taste is clearly confusing, but how can everyone want to be a person?"

Jing Lin quieted for a moment and said: "You and I are not people."

Dong Jun said: "This is a lot more comfortable when you listen. You can't bother me when you are closed, you can only do some brother's love at this moment. Hey brother, do you still remember living?"

The wind is blowing the long hair of two people, and there are no other people in the sea of ​​clouds.

Jing Lin said: "Remember clearly."

"I can't see it." Dongjun turned his head and said in a bad voice, "Net Lin, Cang Emperor died."

The net Lin eyebrows did not move, and asked: "Do I recognize this person?"

The windy sleeves, Lin Songjun repeated quietly.

"Do I recognize this person?"

When the bell rang, Dongjun’s backhand covered the ringing tone and said with a smile: “I don’t know, I will tell you.” This person is a hero, it’s dead, it’s weird.”