Chapter 497: Harvest
"Huh."
At the end of the day, it pouted and turned to the two ceremonies.
"I'm sorry to put Nie in danger...... Let's talk about divination. β
Hearing Wang Muqi's footsteps, he took his palms and looked down at the crystal ball.
"Oh, I apologize for the fact that I should lie down and lie down to my brother, and I haven't given up my life to give up my life and realize that I am not in a good position. In the future, it will be devoured and devoured, and I hope that Zhi Wei will still die like this, and I will ...... it."
"Ha ......"
Next to the two ceremonies, the short-haired neodymium looked at her boyfriend suspiciously.
"What, is this the end of this?"
The time was inevitably too short, and the timber was reversed and even the Wufen Zhong did not fall.
"Divination failed. Strange lying and forgetting a certain Fen gang is very ugly. Wang Mutou said bitterly.
The evil saint is crazy, and the wisdom of the evil saint is dead, and the wisdom is gone. The double-edged sword is in charge of the enemy's friend, and the friend is not harmful.
"Huh?"
The sound of the two ceremonies made the guy bow his head and raise his head again.
Ke Yi slightly passed by Wang Mu, and he watched the neodymium and the alfalfa shine brightly, and the music was low.
"Where is the beautiful sister, although she is not brave enough to pick up Ni and work with her, what about Ni Ni to come to divination? Poetic Spiritual Examination. β
"Bah. Which guy is a woman. Lying in Yijing, Ni Yu watched and watched. Wang Mu said, looking a little depressed.
The special leaves of the view of Qilai herald the failure of the future and made it poetic.
ββ¦β¦β
Hui refused, but the two ceremonies were driven by a certain kind of weight, and the ghost made the holy messenger move his footsteps to look at the mother of Guan Bu Zhizhi.
The alleys and alleys, the wooden shoes are swaying.
The prey came to look down at it.
"What is Ni's divination?" It didn't hesitate at all.
"What is the love, the love, the fortune, the misfortune to avoid the luck-"
He repeated the lines thousands of times, and he thought about it for a long time.
"Why, come to divination." The two ceremonies were staring at each other.
"Tell the wo, the two rituals are righteous and righteous."
Hearing this, Wang Mu opened his ears.
In the middle of the night, the sound of light music began to ring.
"Almost all of them are lying on the divination and looking for the future, but Sister Ni is addicted to the ......"
"Nonsense, Ni is sloppy?"
"Uh-huh." To put it mildly, he said it lightly.
"The dregs of dreams, the crystallization of happiness, these two ceremonies."
The guy said that he was a little bit of a, and let him be a little bit.
ββ¦β¦ What a thought. β
"I don't think about it." Guan Bu Zhi's mother covered her palms with the crystal ball, and her eyes were focused.
"Sister Ni needs to continue to be good enough. The things are also on the side, and the over-looking is too much, and the over-squeezing brings the sufficiency to the end, and the entanglement is too stupid and stupid. β
It inspires a few words.
For such a night, the same kind of clothes and neodymium, and it was indeed woven with two instruments.
-- Ni Yi Yi Hu died out, and Xi Ni Ji dreamed of happiness and happiness.
What, it seems that the professional level has not regressed, and it will be fulfilled in the future...... Watching the cloth and Zhizhi's mother Wangqi was happy.
"There is no limit to the opening of the bed, and I cherish the Niri side of which Wei Ke is afraid of Geba. Although the Burning View is terrifying, it is the basis for happiness and happiness. β
"Tsk......"
The short-haired neodymium frowned, and simply left the wreck.
"Oh, you're pretending to be a saint, you're a ghost, and you're a ghost!"
It left a small evaluation, and the mother of Guanbu Zhizhi was not disgusted.
The black-haired chick gradually fell away, and when he left the alley, there was a faint rumor of 'lying down and saying that it was talking about the poem' and 'shut up' and the argument was over, and the mother of the Zhizhi was also deaf.
The candles are burning, and the divination stalls of the market legend level are still in the business, and the time is deep and deep in the alleys.
It loves happiness and hates luck.
This is the only thing left in the life of Bu Zhizhi's mother.
β¦β¦
About the time went by and the curtain was closed, although there was no disadvantage in the Gong
After the incident, Wang Mu sent the two ceremonies to the side of the door.
"Sleep early, style, lie down first."
After the turmoil, he saw the reality and had a headache
, Wang Mu is now in the eight palaces to accept the two guards to take turns bombing.
Basket, sobs hair, and makes a sister...... Boom.
ββ¦β¦ Well. β
He stood on the side of the door, and his right palm took the door handle and was willing to push the door into for a long time.
It didn't have to say what it was like to say that the two rituals were pondering.
Ignore reality and discard excesses......
It turned its head and watched the stairs of the coriander go down the stairs to the black hair.
The first meeting, acquaintance, conditions to help, marital relationship between male neodymium friends, which point of Ye Qixiao Du Hu let the two ceremonies be unkempt, and the combination of Yi Qi Qi and Yi Qi
Pi Pang Pavilion is unusually attracted to the caveββ
"Hey." It's a shame.
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Wang Mu had just stepped on the stairs and stopped, tilting his head to watch the two ceremonies.
"Ni Mi Li's current trouble?"
The two ceremonies are viewed by Wang Mu Yizi, and the two ceremonies are still the same.
It pushed the door and crept in, leaving the child behind. The kitchen is a piece of leftovers from Pi Jia Re, as if to tell the words of eating, Wang Mu Du Lian Lian Leaf Reverse Two Ceremony Which Mask is Thin Face, and Die of Happiness.
"Shi Ye simply ordered the hair to be fingered, but Shi Ye was arrogant."
You're a tsundere, please continue to point fingers in the futureβ
It shook its head, pulled the chair, and ate the whole of neodymium.
Although the burning test was quite a good harvest, Wang Mu did not make a lot of money. The clear water is the same as the ink, the ink is bland, and the ink is plain and realistic.
I'm afraid that this is the two ceremonies of the two ceremonies.
He wandered on the edge of the anomaly, but he was reluctant to step in. Half of the hole was gradually filled, and it slowly recognized the dream and the memory.
After cleaning the room for a whole mile and brushing the plates, Wang Mu pulled the curtain to cover the sun and stretched his waist.
It's a.
Disappear for a long time, I'm afraid I'm afraid that the palace battlefield will be miserable? Loved Luqi was down, and asked which one of Loved Quits treated her sister with a simple temper .......
Lian Hui fell to the two guards, and Wang Mu couldn't help but sigh.
He had a sore brain, and he was sneering.