The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Because Nanxun was too shocked, she forgot to cooperate with the blood of the mutation.

No need for her to cooperate, the feminine woman who is charming and charming next to her is already burning in the campfire and her face is distorted.

This woman is actually showing off with her! What is irritating is that every thing she said makes her eyes open.

It is easy to find these things, it seems that the men around her are not simple.

I didn’t look at it carefully. At this time, she looked at the man’s repair again and found that he was so beautiful, and she was so beautiful that she swallowed her mouth.

The woman repaired the hook and stared at the blood, and the eyes passed through a must-have light.

When she found a better prey, she naturally couldn’t pick up the ordinary monk who looked like Guo Shan.

At first, she did not think about entangled Guo Shan, and the same as the late build of the foundation, Kun Yun that Zhang Yudao friends better. Why did Zhang Yu’s heart fall on that week’s purple, and she didn’t even look at her.

In the eyes of this male repair, since she likes this kind of charming woman, she just knows this.

Her appearance may be a little worse than the woman in front of her, but the double-education is very good. Many of the brothers in the door have doubled with her and will definitely read the second time.

Giggle...

Have tasted my delicious food, can you escape my palm?

The two men, two women and four monks found a place to rest in the opposite side of Nanxun because of the ignorant dead skin and the unrequited Acacia female disciple.

When Nanxun and Blood came to the end, the night had not yet fully lowered, so I could see the beautiful tears of the tree, but now, in this secret, the trees are towering, and there is a cliff on the side. People did not notice the old tree of tears.

In a few simple conversations, Nanxun has learned the origins of these four people.

The unspeakable male repairer and the yellow-dressed female repairer are all Kun Yun disciples, one is Zhang Yu and the other is Zhou Zixin.

The two men were not repaired at a low level.

As for Guoshan, he did not know how to use it to suppress the Jindan period and to suppress it.

The remaining Acacia sentimental girl who was hostile to Nanxun was called Zhao Puri, and the foundation was built in the early days.

Nan Yan said that the name of this female repair was... It was quite consistent with her temper, and she had a face that made the man willing... um, pity.

Such a combination is absolutely powerful in the low-level monks of this group of expeditions.

"... We have all introduced them. I don't know why this brother is a sect. You shouldn't introduce it to your brother?" Zhao politely looked at the blood.

Blood and even eyes did not give her a single, only for her words.

Zhao pity face a stiff smile, and he looked down on the steps. "The brothers are so handsome, they are also disciples of the big group."

Nanxun saw her talking to herself, and A Ming was not giving a look, but she smiled in her heart.

She is wrong, she should not say that A Ming became a Menglang when she saw a woman. This Menglang is also divided into objects. If she is so beautiful, Ah Ming will look at her.

I feel that the woman repaired herself and said that she was very self-satisfied. Nan Yan would kindly say something for someone. She first glanced at him and smiled. "The **** brother is the disciple of Qingshan, the first big school in the realm of cultivation. The great perfection is amazing."

Zhao pity heard the words, the eyes became more and more hot, and the two disciples of Kun Yun could not help but look at each other and their looks changed slightly.

The foundation of the foundation is perfect!

It’s not the cultivation of this person, but the...

Qingshan?

He picked up his eyebrows and didn't know what he thought of. His mouth was rising and his smile was very rippling.

"The brothers are actually Qingshan disciples, or the foundation of the foundation is perfect! The **** brothers are really powerful... I went to Qingshan with my master in the early years, and the scenery of your Qingshan is really beautiful..." Zhao pity found a topic Can speak up.

The blood heard this **** brother called out from her mouth, her brow slightly twisted, and finally gave her a look, but it was completely different from when she looked at Nanxun.

The eyes were cold and the eyes were frozen.

Zhao’s pity suddenly stunned, and he was shaken and shivered at the sight.

"Blood brother, I want to rest." Nan Ludao, looking to the blood, small eyes are very dependent.

This **** brother is too late to guard against it, and someone’s heart trembles.

The cold light of the blood was taken back, and when I looked at her, I turned soft and soft.

Zhao pity is unwilling in his heart.

Is this man a blind man? She has given him so many autumn waves, he did not hear it? Also warned her?

There is also a woman who is contrived, she is deliberately provocative!

Zhao Pi was previously held by the men in the division, and he had encountered such a cold nail.

I shrugged silently. "Exactly, I also want to meditate and rest."

Zhou Zixin and Zhao Yu did not answer, but they closed their eyes and began to meditate.

"Blood brother, I don't want to meditate, I want to lie down." Nan Xiao whispered.

Bloody smile, patted his thigh, "If you don't give up, you can use this as a pillow."

Nan Xiao’s face is red.

The dead boy will really climb.

"Oh, forget it~ I am a light person. I will wake up when my **** brother moves. I still meditate, and I will not trouble my brother."

The blood suddenly laughed out loudly and promised: "I can't move, don't worry, I will wake you up."

"Ah? Will this be a leg? I may sleep for a long time."

"Oh, it is no problem to sleep until dawn."

It’s hard to say that Nanxun had to be willingly... jump into the pit he dug.

She whispered a comfortable posture, and she slept on the thigh of the little one. She sighed before she fell asleep. "How hard is the leg, it is not soft at all..."

Blood is looking at her, her eyes are gentle as water.

In the dark night, the branches that fell from the cliffs moved slightly, and the six flower bones that had not been opened for thousands of years were actually silent... bloomed.

The layers of petals are stacked, like a hydrangea, which is bright and colorful, with a hint of floral fragrance.

The **** sorrow of the tears of the tree, but only a pair of dark and deep eyes, greedily looked at the small face on the leg.

She did not pay attention to sleeping position, how to feel comfortable, one side of the small face pressed on his leg, the tender meat on the face was flat, the ruddy little mouth slightly whispered, people want to bow down... sucking a bite .

Looking at it, the **** mouth of the mouth unconsciously raised a smile.

Nan Yan’s sleep was very heavy. When she woke up, she didn’t know what time it was. She only thought that this day was much darker than before.

The strange thing is that the blood and the four monks do not know where to go, only one of her is left here.

Just as she was forced by the South, she suddenly heard a strange noise. "Ah... **** brother, you are lighter... um... ah..." The soft and sweet voice came from a stone **** not far away.