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As long as you get the **** ink bow to your hand... The heart of the Soviet Union is stirring, then there is only one last unknown artifact!

Twelve great artifacts, watching the mission is impossible, but now it is not far from the goal...

Su's excited little face was red, clenched his fist!

"What do you think is so fascinating? The little face is red all the way?" Nangong Liuyun is fun to pinch the small face of the Soviet Union, the powder is tender and tender, smooth and delicate, and feels very good.

Su Luo said what he had just thought: "I have nine artifacts now. If I find a **** ink bow, there are ten kinds. The cold seven's Xuanbing Ling printing is a bit troublesome."

“It’s not troublesome.” Nangong’s flowing clouds are like laughing and laughing.

"Do you have a way to take Xuanbing Lingyin from the body of the cold seven?" There was a surprise in the Soviet Union.

Nangong Liuyun looked at the Soviet Union and smiled casually. The eyes were too bright and bright, and the burning eyes were bright.

Su Luo’s heart suddenly burst into shock. She stared at Nangong Liuyun: “You...will not take the opportunity to kill the cold seven? No! This is not the way!”

If the cold seven is dead, Xuan Bing Ling Yin can naturally be stripped off, but it is impossible for Su Gong to let Nan Gong Liu Yun do this.

Su Luo knows that in fact, Nangong Liuyun wants to kill the cold seven.

Just now, she saw this tendency from Nangong Liuyun’s eyes, although he did not say a word.

Su Luo did not doubt that the current Nangong Liuyun really has the absolute strength to kill the cold seven.

"Then it is a little difficult." Nangong Liuyun touched his chin.

"No matter! You can't kill him anyway, you can't abolish his cultivation." Su Luo slammed the Nangong Liuyun, and the serious and dignified expression told him that she was not joking.

Nangong Liuyun condensed a smile and stared at Su Luo with a bad eye: "Do you care about him?"

This man... is jealous if he doesn’t agree.

Su Luo took the Nangong Liuyun and patiently explained to him: "I don't care about him. I care about myself. If the cold seven really died because of Xuanbing Lingyin, then I still can't give up on it. There are cause and effect in the world. If I owe him this life, I am afraid that I will be afraid of the next world..."

"No!" Nangong Liuyun was stunned and cold, and he clung to the hands of Su Luo. "Either this is the next life, the next life! You are the wife of my Nangong Liuyun, who dares to kill me. Who!"

Fury anger, powerful gas field!

The original clear sky, cloudless, the sky is blue, but this moment, even the clouds are dark, the black and black is like ink!

And, lightning and thunder!

Su Luo: "..."

Nangong is full of anger, and the whole world is thundering...

Not far from the construction site, the group of people who were originally eager to see the sky in the darkness of the sky, all the hearts of a horror!

what's the situation? !

Suo’s mind appeared in the minds of the Forgotten River before she couldn’t think too much. She was holding Nangong Liuyun: “Don’t be angry! Don’t be angry! Calm, inhale, exhale~~~”

Nangong Liuyun Yunyu Wenxiang is in his arms, and he listens to the ridiculousness of the Soviet Union. His mouth is slightly pumping, and he can’t live without it.

The dark clouds dissipated, and the ink-like sky returned to the clear blue sky.

Looking at the return to the normal sky, the Soviet Union did not breathe in the Nangong Liuyun: "You...you should not be angry again in the future! You are angry, it is not just the person in front of you."

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