Chapter 367: Rewards
Stuff needs to be pushed by drama.
It is burning, which is what makes the Huangye Zonglian struggle and snort, but it is desperate to stop it.
When it is poured, what is also needed, and it is too much to take the.
In this way, Wang Mu inserted his palms into the bag of his clothes, and he continued to snort as if he was afraid of the cold.
"Ni said Ni is sorry to make Oh Woo Ngai...... Stupid guys. β
Huang Ye Zonglian looked at Wang Mu and closed his eyes.
Stupid...... It takes a little time to repair the torso.
The road is not worth it.
One cut of the duhu arrived, which ten thousand will come to an end...... At the end of the second month, it is approaching the third month.
This winter has not yet faded season, and the end of Guanbu City is full of snowflakes.
After nearly a month of time, Wang Mu was so used to such a leisurely life. Wake up in the morning, watch a children's book, bring some fresh play after burning, watch the Wutiao fog painting, and rest at home in the evening. The Witch Strip Fog is painted with too much sun, and it keeps vigil.
Huangye Zonglian seems to be listening to the words of Wang Mu, and he has never been exposed to Wutiao fog painting. If you take the Zhiqi of the Dynasty, then the Wang Mu is now paying for the hospital.
The relationship between the two is that the two are close friends.
Which one is a pity for the child, and it is difficult for him to snort.
"Oh, ......"
Holding a cup of hot milk, Wang Muli looked at the window with a thick layer of snowflakes.
Pure pouring alfalfa steps.
"Speaking of which, every time I lie down and watch the snow so smooth, I want to destroy and destroy the impulse, how can I wander around? Is it difficult to be reluctant to lie in the inner part of the palace ~ riot and? β
'O beetle, worm. 'Ahh
'It is so majestic that when it pities and admires purity, it is not impulsive to ravage it...... Yi said that it was majestic. β
"Hey, the sudden ignition is rising to the level of the class, and the lying is now in the middle of the lake."
'What's the difference, Nissi is still like Ba? β¦β¦ Tuba Bus. β
Said that after the fall, Ah Sai Ya suddenly ignited the Fen Xuan.
This guy has eaten a lot, the king of the king of the Duc has eaten it, the king of the Duc has a brain and the heterogeneity of the essence saint is a little strict, and the king of the king is a little bit of a sage, and the king of the king is a little bit of a sage.
ββ¦β¦ The three words were piercing. β
Jie Fa retorted, and Wang Mu drank up the hot milk.
Rub it and rub its face, turn the coat hanger and take the black coat.
It's still early to explore the time of the Wutiao fog painting, and it strolls around the basket and the car - this kind of thing, Wang Muxun is very gifted, and he needs it.
Click, launch, and master the Xuanjue plate.
After a considerable distance, the old miles should be burned with its new palm.
"Ah......h
Wang Mu looked at Pi Xun in a daze, and he was also a little vigorous, and pulled out the Qi Xuan Pan.
The surrounding area is similar to the road, and the house seems to be missing, and the king of Lu did not bother with this point, so he threw the car for a mile and walked on foot.
'Ah, after that, there is still a chariot and a chariot. β
"Well, it's like this."
The snow will dye this squirt and dye the road pure.
After the Gospel of the Gospel
"Please ......"
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There was a sound of death in my ears.
Screaming, gasping with exhaustion.
Turning his head sideways, Wang Mu followed the sound of the silence and said a sigh of relief.
It is excellent to penetrate the snow and obstacles, and a short-haired boy is running away. It was dressed in plain black clothes, and it was carrying a bag, and it was gurgling.
"Please !! it"
Wang Muyu stood like this, and fell down with a pretence.
When he ran down and ran down his heel, he didn't have time to speak, and he held his knees and breathed in the snow, looking at the running consumption of it quite a lot.
"Ni Xiang ......?"
Wang Mu looked at the chatter and felt that he was not ripe.
Suddenly showing that the country has been promoted to the level of the sword, and it is said that which ordinary appearance is only a sting, and which black-framed mirror is not the bridge of the nose.
It seemed to be in favor of a piece of Fen, and it stretched out its palm and handed over a thing.
Brown cortex, Wang Muqi wallet.
"Xianxuan, Ni Qi has dropped something."
Touching the bag and touching the bag, Wang Mu found that its wallet was indeed flying with wings.
Should I get rid of the car when I get rid of it? It's a shame that this worm ran so far along the footprints of the...... This wind blows the ordinary face, and Ke Xiang is a kind of torment.
Wang Mu found it more and more ripe, and he regretted that the oil burned and simmered.
After taking the wallet, Wang Mu lazily watched the money and took the resident certificate, and was happy to save the wallet as if it was nearly 10,000 yen.
"Thank you, give, this Woo Ni will return this thing to Wo Ying Da as a reward."
"Ah, Babble." The black-haired man seemed to be stunned, and hurriedly waved his palms, revealing his shy and happy face.
"This thing should be distressed, and there is no reward for it."
"Kenny is still working hard, this mile is a little bit of money, oh? Is Ni really sneering? β
"Hmm." He shook his head. "It doesn't matter, which one will say goodbye first."
Wang Mu shouted and turned around to prepare for a, and asked.
"Whisper, let you lie in the middle of the house?"
"It's rude. ι»ζ‘, ι»ζ‘εΉ²εε¦ζΉε²ζ΄Ίεγ β
He said that he was a Japanese language, as if he was a poem.
Wang Mu pinched his eyebrows, and he was in a groove.
It's no wonder that Jue Duo Jue is ripe, and this Ke Yu Yu looks like a man in the corner.
The black tong is dry, the word Google, and the number Baidu is a layman. Guanbu is a gentleman, and when he is young, he does not match the head of state's secret troops, and he has honed his wares and temples after Zhihou, and he has been practicing the palace of the queen of Zhi, and the male palace horns of the palace are very powerful, and the dream of the artist is to go to the roots.
It is full of gracious and pleasing spirits, and coyotes are slaying and killing Guizhi and sneering and falling down for miles. Even the Fen Dog eats the Fen Dog and the Dog eats the Fen Dog.
Huang Tong is called the winner of the Xuanqi Basket.
This is the motto of the ordinary Wei Male Palace, and the face is looking at it. The King's Dimensional Journey