Wang Muqi has been in the nest for a long time, and the strange neodymium has been grounded for a long time. The noisy TV festival was full of sound and sneering to cover up Wang Muqi's footsteps, Tomie immediately turned off the TV, and the sand hair stood up.

It said eagerly.

"Wang Mu Xianxuan, today ......"

"Excuse me."

He didn't say anything, but Wang Muyu didn't say anything.

"When is Leni able to control Ni Qi, lie down and talk about it, and Ye Yini will be real to the sleeping guy."

"Wang Mu, this is like this, this is imprisoned ......"

"Where is the fund imprisoned, and what kind of cell does it set up for Ni?"

“……”

Watching the silence and whispering, Wang Mu drank wine and stopped talking.

It was a cup of wine, and the counselor Na Na Jue waved his hands at Tomie.

"Wo Ba Wo Na Wo Na Wo Ha Ha Ba Wo Ha Ba Bao Although Burning Nick Makes Ni Men really protect Nie, Knee's attitude makes Lie Regret feel like a bastard. ”

Is it hard to scream?

Tomie silently added, the disappearance of the Purple Cloth and the elimination of it dare to be obsessed with the king of Mu and the sneer.

On this night, the black-haired chirp also gave it a lot of poems, including punishment after the humiliation of the relationship - it was very afraid of the punishment time.

Suddenly, Tomie flashed a black shadow, and he knew how to pick up the crutches.

One Book.

Ordinary paper, ordinary covers, often to record what notes.

"It's another promise." Wang Mu explained.

"What a mile to eat. Without it, Cheni forges to control the charm and chat. When it burns, it is dissolved and transported. ”

"Is it still a door? Sister Tomoe. ”

Fu Jiang didn't speak, it accompanied Wang Mu's explanation more and more obsessed with the sage Yijing said.

At this time, Wang Mu bowed deeply. It was forced to wait and see the contents of the book, and it ran from room to room.

It's hard work, and it's hard to slap the sativa, and it's like a lot of money.

Wang Mu shrugged his shoulders, drank a glass of red wine, and prepared to close the door after a whole mile of dressing.

Today, it is a trip to the Liulin Holy Shrine.

He agreed to visit the lacquer Liuhua, and this one was saved with a lot of pen and ink on the fate of Shizhi Men.

-5100。 Jian Xun Zhizhi, a Lao-style gig machine, and a hair-burning friend came to say that he did not collect the dream Zhizhi.

Because of the fact that it had been so long, Wang Mu had forgotten what it was like to be a drama player, and he had not only sipped the things related to the time machine, but also how general the telegraph was to grasp the general situation as soon as possible.

In 1913, the sacrifice of the Death of the Death of the Cloth was the sacrifice of the Death of the Death of the Purple Tree, and the actual time machine lacked one of the two germaniums.

Burning, Wang Muyu snorted five Ah Za Kalongzhi and exchanged his life cordially.

Stepping into the Imperial Mansion and the Sacred Leaves of the Autumn, the Purple Leaves of the Imperial Palace, the Purple Tree Bridge, and the two of them were not wise, and they dared to harass the dead, and entered the palm of their hands, and Wang Muguan fell into the Liulin Holy Shrine.

The bridge is also on the riverside.

This building is surrounded by a variety of buildings, and the shrine is set up in tune with the shrine.

Fan Wei didn't slap the Shrine, and even made him suspicious of the Basket Shrine, which was quite narrow-minded.

Slowly approaching, bypassing the obstacles of the planted trees, Wang Muyun entered the Willow Forest Shrine.

Next to the two mossy stone lions, wearing witch neodymium clothes, they swept the leaves.

Dark green curly short hair, slender and slender, watery eyes, no doubt about lacquer Liuhua.

"Sister Qi Yu, should you be open for business hours now?"

Wang Mu greeted him happily.

Qi Liuhua was frightened by the sound of Qi Qi's death, and he was trembling, and then he looked at it and looked at it in hindsight.

“…… Thani. ”

Obviously burning, Qi Liuhua did not forget Wang Mu.

For the sake of the appearance of Jiafen, the kind of excellence is like this, and the king of the Xiaoxiao Mu leaves make it difficult to forget it.

"I said that I came to pay homage, and Sister Qi Yuqi reacted to make Wo Ji Fen injured."

Wang Muyun poured the lacquer on the side of Liuhua and looked around.

"Is it a matter of making your respect?"

"Wanfen, I'm sorry."

Qi Liuhua bowed, and it was difficult to say.

"Near the Fen Zo, my father was still eager to see guests. If you visit the shrine or draw lots in germanium, please let Wolai Weini arrange a ......"

When he said this, Qi Liuhua was nervous.

It strictly regulates the Wu Neodymium style, and it is said to be helped with the help of the Holy Shrine Si Zhi Neodymium. The shrine is mourning, and perhaps it is possible to let the pilgrims say it to the pilgrims.

King Mu Ke was stunned.

It is not a part of the Fen Hui Xuan to find the lacquer Liuhua, -5100 material with the product.

"What's the trouble with Sister Wu Yu."

Hearing the condolences, the gentle and happy appearance of the king and the pasture of the king, even the surrounding atmosphere is charming and charming. Although the sparrows are in sparrows, they have all kinds of organs.

The Holy Shrine of the Holy Shrine should be cut off, and the Holy Shrine of the Willow Forest is almost complete, and the Holy Shrine is not quiet and regretful.

Over the swoop, the withered yellow leaves swept down on both sides, and the summer of the confectionery came here, and the cicadas chirped, and the smell of the wind was not there.

湜個idle 來呒倳連松啲偏哋祊。

"Please come in."

Qi Liuhua respectfully pulled the door, and Wang Muyun entered.

Stepping on the wooden board, a smell of smell poured into the tip of the nose, along the source of the sting, the door of the pavilion and the holy sage, a few plants burned a little brown incense and rose faintly smoke.

"Is Inari a saint?" Wang Mu asked.

The image of the saint in the shape of a fox and the mourning saint is not in charge of the harvest of the rice lotus holy material.

After studying all kinds of holy words, Wang Mu is almost called the doctor of sacred words, and he is mourning the complex holy system.

"Well, the Liulin Holy Shrine enshrines the soul of Yu Yuhe, and the holy shrine of Yu Yu and the holy soul of Yu Yuhe, and the holy shrine of Yu Yu and the evil spirit."

Qi Liuhua walked in broken steps to knock down the saint and bow, and bowed and worshipped, and the saint and the wolf pulled a wooden alley, and the box and the coffin were not for the palm to stretch into the cave.

It sat on its knees, happy to greet King Jue.

"Xianxuan, Ni Xiang will visit the worship first, and then draw lots?"

"It's too much of a hurry to give me an introduction. Called the Wowang Shepherd, Xian Xuan listened to the strange writhing. ”

The black-haired gnawler sat on the lacquer and the glazed flowers.

"Which one will give you a sign first."

Sister Wu Yiyi struggled to shake the bucket, and after burning, she pushed down the king of Mu with hope.

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