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Su Luo tried to slow down the movements in his hands and inserted the cabin in the same place. Then she concentrated on the Nangong Liuyun, always paying attention to his injuries and movements.

At this time, suddenly, there was a creaking sound outside, which was mechanical and regular, and it sounded like a creepy feeling in the dark night.

Su Luo was afraid that this thing would disturb the Nangong Liuyun, she did not want to go out of the cottage directly.

When I saw this scene, Su Luo was shocked, and the blood rushed into my heart!

Ink ancestors!

This old madman did not die? At this time, he was swaying toward the log cabin!

The heart of the position where the chest was dropped was pounced, clear and clear, and the hand on the side of the body was clenched into a fist. The brain of Su Luo quickly turned, calculating how to quietly take the crazy ink ancestor away, leaving enough healing time for Nangong Liuyun.

The body of the ink ancestors went closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of the Soviet Union.

Suddenly, there was a strange color in the eyes of Su Luo. Because she felt that when the old ancestors came on the spot, there was something strange. Although there was nothing specific about it, I always felt that something was wrong.

A pair of cold eyes of the ink ancestors shot toward the Soviet Union, and the body was still, not as mad as the previous times, and they sucked blood.

Su Luo silently stepped back, his eyes squatting, watching the ink ancestor with caution, and guarding him to go crazy at any time.

"Smelly head, still not helping to stop bleeding!" A familiar voice rang from the mind of Su's fall.

You did not misread, the ink ancestor's mouth did not move, his voice sounded from the depths of Su's mind, as if he was the contractor of the Soviet Union.

Contract beast?

Su Li’s eyes flashed in an instant, and he was shocked: “You, you are...”

"How? I don't even know Xiao Ye?" Tsao Jiao's voice clearly came out of the mind.

"Small stone!!!" Su’s eyes widened, and he quickly walked up and looked at him up and down. "What is going on? How do you go to the old madman's body? Old madman? Really? Did you die?"

Under the excitement of the Soviet Union, the problem of a smashing smashed toward the small stone.

The small stones clasped their arms and arrogantly raised their jaws: "Do you know what to call for a fight?"

It’s natural to hear that it’s natural, but the small stone is not sealed in the stone. It can’t even come out of this stone range. How can it be won?

Su Su thought so, naturally said so, but when she said this, she was suddenly despised by the small stone.

"This old madman is also lucky. Before he died, he swallowed a lot of raw souls. The soul is extremely large, so the soul of the dead is slow and slow, so I have a leak." The little stones are somewhat proud, but then they are all disgusting. "Oh, this is a ugly body, and the younger brother will use him. That is his blessing!"

Su Luo Dun was speechless. You have taken people's bodies, and this body has been taken for themselves. In turn, it is not too beautiful to despise this body. It is worthwhile to never eat a small stone that is cheap and sells.

"So now you can control this body?" Su Luo said that there is some suspicion, because when the body of the ink ancestors came over, the footstep machinery, every step is like the size of the size, look at the heart of the collapse More awkward.

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