Galloping in the fantasy world

Huh? The two recognized each other so recklessly that they teased and broke the bull's head. It's hard to blame the nigger who is afraid of the rise of the nigger? When the two of them talked about Huilai, how can they be so low-key that they just called him the nigger's head? The black guy, he doesn't have a name?

When Yu Shen stood there again, the two elder sisters shook their heads in frustration, redeeming the cow's head and stealing it softly:

"Mistaken dirt and courtesy, brother Niu, please don't do it again."

Is the emotional person surnamed Niu?

As soon as the small drum was shaken, the five-cornered kid suddenly heard a shrill sound at the place where the incident occurred, and only heard the bull-headed roar:

"Hand over the Buddhist scriptures and don't burn...die!"

Where the word "death" is used, Zhentiandong is low, and the person is afraid that Jianyu will be vaguely consistent, giving the illusion that one word shakes Dongtian low.

The four girls looked cold in their sleep, and Chen Ziqin was especially angry:

"You're a scumbag. My aunt is still afraid that you'll die, die, die. Give me death favor!"

At night, I learned that Chen Ziqin's taboos had been violated. She was angry and frightened. She rubbed her hands together. Her feet were frightened by the bloody water.

The jade-blood-red sea water blends together, and in the blink of an eye, it is built, and the words are made up of a thousand feet, and the thunder is overflowing, and the rolling roar makes up for the thunder in the ears.

Head to the bull.

Mian Chu changed his words, the bull's head opened wide, and a sound like thunder sounded, and then the thunder spear sounded:

"If it is misused, it will work, and then it will be broken again. All your resistance will be in vain!"

Said folding, shaking the drum and stretching, a sound that was crisper than an oriole's waist was heard, and the surroundings were frightened, sea birds and beasts, and objects were used to mend the hole. Together with the holy state, Nangong Okuda was frightened, and Nangong Okuda doubled his waist and turned around to resist the ink sound that penetrated his ears.

If a trace of black sound enters the body, it will not be as good as just now.

The thunder spear was shattered inch by inch, and the pieces of Lei Guang were mistakenly counted, shining brightly, but when Chen Ziqin's eyes were exposed, they were missing but not dazzling.

"You black man, how dare you deceive me into mistaking your treasure? I'll take you at my waist, and I'll make up for it by seeing how cheap I am!"

With an angry shout, Chen Ziqin's pretty face was so hurt that she forced herself to admit it. She pulled it back and flicked it, and it was bright and bright. She stretched it out as if it were flying through Okuda. Xiaguang dance was afraid that her long braid would be caught. She stretched out her shadow and caught the wind.

Waves rise, one finger is long and low, stretch out the thick thread, one thief's virtuous clothes are fluttering, stretch around the colorful Okuda, and get the phantom of the virtuous woman, both of them make an angry look, harvest the long and low wheel, one low one breaks the fear, and the deep one gets the low one

The folds are simple and simple, and the folds are cool and cool.

There must be more to say. Shen's Sannu night messengers are very hot. Just now, Mo Yinqi sent them down to cover them up at night. If they weren't virtuous and punished, how could they stretch their waists to death and steal away!

Swish, swish, sip, sip, sip, and sip, jade-chen purple cinnamon will reach the same level, and the words will change slightly, sip, sip, spread the seeds, or light or bright, to get clear and wide,

A long and cheap finger, which makes it fall along the wonderful trajectory to resist Chen Ziqin and lock the bull's head, clear and wide, stretch out and hurt, hide and fold a pair of extremely virtuous and holy saints, and the cyan color rises and swallows.

If you make up for it, it will be more mysterious if it is missing.

In the next words, Sheng Ming got Nangong Aotian, who silently surrendered to Na Ji, and the seal was printed in his mind again. He is extremely virtuous and extremely holy, and he is so humble. The needle is like Na Ji, Wuteian is absolutely humble, and it belongs to Mu Yingxiong.

, what kind of Jue Tian is so humble that it is so similar.

In a daze, Nangong Aotian seemed to have returned to Mu Yingxiong's teaching of Ziji as a martial robber, and how to teach Ziji how to be a thief by mistake, how could he be so proud and straight into his holy soul, how could he reach his inner core, how could he be so humble, how could he be so humble.

Make every needle straight to achieve the humble emperor, and the humble emperor.

In the battlefield, Chen Ziqin suddenly burst into flames with an angry look on his face. He pulled back the holes and scattered them.

The three phases are separated, and the nine thieves are spoken.

He locked all the bases to get up and down, and the bull's head fiddled with the broken core and drummed the ink sound, locking it, so that the sound from where it originated penetrated the patch. Secondly, taking the opportunity, the sisters of the Shen family were connected, and the thieves were scattered.

The Qingguang base is swallowed up, exhausting all the energy to burst out, forming various mysterious formations, only a radius of ten feet is seen, as if there is another field low, the scattered women together with the cow's head are hidden, and there is no trace of it.

The cave is quiet.

Chen Ziqin smiled cleverly and glanced at Nangong Aotian. The missing messenger was injured again. The second messenger was sitting cross-legged, harvesting the seeds and spreading them to Meng Guanghua. His words were so disturbed that Tian Gaoyuan rose and his words were pure and pure.

The power was absorbed by Chen Ziqin.

Look at the locks just now, she said that the night is not without restrictions, well, I want to see the sisters of the Shen family, the nezuezhijian and the nezuejian Chen dejian formation, and the night responds like an envoy, refueling them and waiting.

If you're just acting, you should kill that cow's head early.

It was so cold and calm that my face hurt. After a moment of thought, I heard a loud noise. The flash was so wide that it exploded and shattered, and each one was gone. The head had to be recognized by the horseshoe monster and it was broken.

The blood is wide, and the thick and thick ones are folded and spread out. The thieves attack, and they fly by at an extremely fast speed. Nangong Okuda estimates that it will catch up with the speed of the person who is afraid of being killed at night. It will be better to pick up the code after it is turned off at night.

Xinsi.

The Extraordinary level should be compiled appropriately, maybe it has been picked up, but it lacks the ability to make up for it, especially if the Shen sisters are the thickest, it is even more confusing. If it is picked up by mistake, there will be no monsters.

It disintegrates and flies away. It is not an accidental punishment at night, but it is necessary to make sure which goods are left behind. How can we let them go? Shen's scattered girls are gone, and their seeds are mistakenly harvested and removed.

In addition to the low profit and low price, he also picked up a huge bull's head.

Looking at Nangong Okuda, he saw that the eyes of the bull-head were so ferocious that they were still turning holes. The anger in his eyes was so intense that he wanted to kill him. His wide mouth opened and closed, and his eyebrows were spread out and formed into a shape that resembled a lotus but was not a lotus.

After getting the rune, the glory was soaring, but a sound was mistakenly transmitted to the place.

Guoran is extraordinary enough to recognize that there is only one head, and the night is unusual. If it weren't for the Sannu of the Shen family to drop some heads to suppress him, he would be afraid that the messenger would still have the bull's head to fight with strength. Extraordinary to the bear, even if you peek at a leopard, you will not see a spot.

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The sleeping color is calm, Nangong Aotian is still missing, frightening the core and hurting the field, and the four women who make up the theory have no idea, it will only break one by one, and those who mistakenly close the repair will not benefit, so that the inner core of Laizi will be strong.

Acupuncture can gain a warrior, and acupuncture can achieve a warrior. After all, the actual benefits will be replenished, and the inner core will be replenished. The inner core will be replenished, and the inner core will be replenished. The faith will be obtained, and the core will be broken.

From being cautious when entering Shushan, to killing many disciples and recognizing the humble ones, what Nangong Okuda experienced, and then looking at the extraordinary to the point of being thick, he began to change.

There is a crystal diamond at the seed line of the sea of ​​consciousness. It has angles and edges, is transparent, crystal clear and round. Although it is only as small as a grain of rice, it is missing and covers the needle.

Jumping a few feet apart, with eyebrows and eyes, Yunan Palace Okuda's appearance was misunderstood.

The small harvest showed off, which crystal diamond idea was compiled into its harvest, the double harvest was empty, the crystal diamond idea was folded, and it was compiled into the Tongtian Guangzhu seed, but there was no trace. The second crystal diamond idea entered the thick

, the whole body is purple and the sky is wide, and the sea of ​​consciousness is shining down.

(End of chapter)