National School Prince Is A Girl

The team battle begins!

No matter the second side, or the middle one, all are in the middle!

But these teammates are not the Dimension team after all.

And in the world of the second, when you say killing, you are not paying attention!

Especially the young thornhead, shouted: "Ah!"! I rushed toward Fu Ximing over there!

Fu Jiu-Xian was the one who got his voice special effects. He wanted to go back and his arm was too late!

He rushed into the pile of people as he stared at him.

The other party instantly surrounded him with five people, and the second was off!

Fu Jiu looked at the distance. In this case, the great **** wants to save.

"Cute! Kill my brother! When I don't exist, is it!" Another person ran away directly, and rushed forward!

Fu Jiu helplessly reached out and lifted the amount of money, the broken hair of silver fell between the fingers, saying that good use of strategy to fight it? Is this their strategy?

"Get him, yes, get him!" The thorn-headed youth are dead, and they still don't forget to yell at that.

The proprietress thought that something had happened and she turned back to it.

Just look at a few people buried their heads and scratching the phone.

The thornhead youth is also too eye-catching.

There are few barbecue shops at this point, otherwise they will be onlookers.

Double kill!

Don't think about it, they have a second in them.

This time, the **** was rushed, but there was a man who took a step faster than him. He jumped forward and was extinguished...

Such a give way to play, Fu Jiu want to sigh.

The Great God himself did not even have a little emotion, and Junmei’s side face returned directly to the moat.

"Handsome, what are you doing, rushing!" The second child, who has not been killed, has red eyes and continues to die.

Four kills!

Under the moat tower, it is really only the **** itself.

The operation of the mobile phone directly affected the hand speed of the Qin desert.

But Fu Jiu also saw it. Just now, the Great God saved a drop of blood in order to save one of them.

He is standing under the tower and is planning to pick 1.

The thornhead youth is not easy to resurrect here, and the impatience is going to rush forward!

But before he could move his fingers, the mobile phone in front of him didn’t know what was going on, he was taken away!

"Hey! That's mine..." The thorny youth is facing Fu Jiuyi.

Qin Mo's fingers followed and moved, thinking that forgetting, Fu Jiu has been very embarrassed these days, it is estimated that I really can't help but want to touch the phone.

He can understand the adolescent boy, probably can not help this scene.

Fu Jiu really can't stand it, although it is no problem to know that the big **** is standing under the moat tower and picking 5, but she is not happy when she looks at the scene.

The other party is a group of people, but also with the siege of the gods.

The thorn-headed youth was completely shaken by the murderousness of Fu Ji’s face.

Why didn’t he think that the handsome guy who had been laughing all the time, how could it be in the blink of an eye, it’s like being demonized, the face is still that face, and the beautiful people who let them have such talents have no value. Oh, but the momentum is completely different, just like the sword is open, and it’s all exuding!

"No, don't go forward!" The young screaming head screamed, "You are going to die!"

Fu Jiudou did not lift: "Do you know what is sent to death?"

Thornhead youth: ...

Why does he always think that this sentence is taunting him, it must be that he thinks more!

Well, the form is very serious!

The spurs of the young man looked serious, and Fu Jiu had to laugh, this group of two...