Covered by the darkness and darkness, Wang Mu clearly observed the scene of the alleys. Which one is wearing a musical face and a male stool, wearing the old brown clothes of the derailed old man of the era, and he is running through the streets and alleys of the streets, pushing the wooden box and the car in the hand, and the box is holding Wang Mu, and the Chinese characters are written in three Chinese characters.

- Yan Zhiju.

There were a few low stools, and a sitting black coat was also wrapped tightly and tightly.

"Honorable guest, Dark Zhi Ju Yi Hu let Ni lose her hair. Have you come and see? ”

The man took off his hat and said respectfully.

A few streets away, the male voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of Wang Muqi.

Don't you blame the whirlpool, or do you say that this whirlpool is in the palm of your hand?

…… I don't think about it.

Wang Mu scattered a wisp of wind, and walked straight to the face of the man.

The black hair is shining, and the chair is sitting and the competition is familiar. What is the problem of the fund, and it is sure that it is good at the black clothes, and what is the strange pot of the black clothes, and what is the reason for the fund, and today it is looking at the predium.

Sweeping the two alfalfa, seeing that the two alfalfa were not opened, Wang Muga turned his gaze to the male dog.

"Wo guess, Ni Ao Hun is here to make trouble for Wo Ba?"

"How dare you ...... it?"

The man in the cup was terrified, bowed and saluted, but his words were not at all.

"She looks down on the streets, and she is a performer in the streets and alleys. Causing trouble to distinguished guests, this Ke Xiang smashed his job and slammed his life. ”

It chattered on one side, pulled the cart and the wooden box, and took almost every art basket in a portable album.

"The whirlpool of the whirlpool called for the whirlpool, and it was just because of the contempt for the drama that the soul regretted and was distressed, and the jaw was rushed to this mile. The evidence is that he is very scornful, and he is so presupposed, and he is so presupposed, and he is whirlpooled, and this is a dwarf, and this is a ......"

When he said this, he sat cross-legged and took a paintbrush.

After the jaw, it didn't know what it was doing, and its palm stopped crutches.

"Uh...... Thoughtful, respectful, disdainful, and not allowed...... Ye Yi, this drama is a pity, will Ni Yan record it with some honor? Lian Bang, I don't want to pay Ni for it...... 詪茤詪茤啲 remuneration. ”

A strange pot is in charge of the arts, and he stops and kills him late at night, and he also competes to create a drama?

Wang Mu regretted that he was in a state of absoluteness, and he was still fighting in the first place.

Both the curse of the whirlpool and the curse of the whirlpool, the enemy of the enemy, which is lazy and continues to waste time by spitting on the monster.

Wang Mu snorted his palms and prepared to talk about the secrets, chatting and waving his palms.

"Ni Guan didn't stop Ni, but did she agree?"

"Oops, this Ke Ke Ao, this Ke Jiao." The man hurriedly shook his head: "How can you say that you have to steal it...... Where's Nigsi? ”

"Burning, lying down and relieving the thinking of Ni Ni. How about sending a strange pot to the society of the Strange Soup, and a little bit of letting the Joy of the Enlightenment be a mess? The conversation is simple and easy to understand. Wang Mu frowned and said.

"I'm sorry to bother you. ...... Let's talk about it, and how about it? Please forgive me for being too disdainful of Fen Qi Pure Ba. ”

The male voice of the man with a few Fen music.

"Ni said that, despise Ni Xiang's permission?"

"Excuse me."

Wang Mu turned around, stopped in a hurry, and continued to watch the UPX high-level house.

"Watching Ni Ni is polite, painting and singing with Ni. He dared to hinder the movement of the lying ditch, and the lying hum pulled Nigi's head and neck together, and wasted too much time. ”

Often angry and scared...... Hey, hey, hey. ”

After the coffin, the creepy music came to pass, and then the squirrel, and the nib of the pen slipped the paper and rubbed to death.

This is a mumper for Wang Mu and Guan Chen.

It's now a sativa.

Which one is enough to destroy the Yang Sheng Vortex curse.

……

After Wang Muyun took the Wufen bell, Dai Le's face was like a man's brushstrokes, his head was raised, and he mocked it.

The street is full of squeezes, a piece of material is high, the appearance is hideous, the teeth are sharp, it is red, what is attracted to it, and it is staring at the high-level apartment.

"The whirlpool is on the verge of enlightenment, and the ...... is lying on the ground."

The man with the gourd is embarrassed.

"It eats the bait and eats the bait, and waits for the long line to pull the Qi Qi and die out, and the eternity is ......gone."

The black clothes were covered with neodymium, and they stood up to meet the strange monsters.

Its limbs gradually lengthened, wrapping its black clothes and revealing its torso.

The moon is sloppy, and the black clothes are covered with strange skins, and the body is shining with silver.

- Irons.

It competes with a single iron plate group and folds the basket.

"Ni help?"

The male department of the jacket was stunned, and then made it comfortable and unhappy.

"Which one of the guards is handed over to Ni Xiao, and Ni Ke is lazy."

“……”

The black-clad man didn't answer, and it didn't seem to say anything to say goodbye.

The two monsters approached Zhao, the beast roared, and a tank of garning seemed to flutter its black clothes, and then germanium cleverly dodged, and the sharp palm of the iron twitched the beast.

Heterogeneous battles, autumn leaves and street performances.

The man turned the album upside down and turned it over a new page, and the tip of the pen was lightly drawn, which Fen Gao Street was blind, and he was afraid to see it.

With a single stroke, the two strange shadows disappeared.

The streets are empty, and the remnants of the steel and iron are crossed.

"The feast is too suitable for the end of the Yan Zhi Ju, what is the reward for which Wei Wei is so difficult to despise it......"

The master of the painting album turned the page of the album, and the green eyes of the furniture were staring at the high-level apartment, and the pen was flying and painting.

"Huh, give it Nimmon? Child. Which guards are very suitable for doing the fence like a, and where is the kind of arrest and containment organization. Oops, oops...... The more you go, the more you sneer......"

The palm of the coffin is in the back of the alley.

The tide is surging and surging, crowded and quiet, and after standing up and furnishing, it is not even possible to climb the fallen buildings.

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