Chapter 389: Reminder
You are still in the moon.
"Huh?"
The single ponytail was in condolence, and the alfalfa flashed a hint of doubt.
After burning, it took out a puff and carried some old memories, and after turning a few pages, it said oh.
"Black and short hair, blue and blue eyes, one hundred and eight hundred and eight picks up Fen or so, Asian and handsome—"
His eyes turned to Wang Mu, and the Huang Lei Ya was clear.
"The appearance is similar to Baifenzhi Jiu Shi Yi, Wo Qi Yijing continues to pay attention to Sun Ni and Erxi, and Wu Fen Zhong Ni is the same as the material of the door, and the alfalfa standard is correct. According to Cinny, which one of the Harniers tears up and tells the lie of Luba? ”
…… Two?
From the point of view, Xiang Yuan began to recuperate new regrets, and the surroundings were carefully cut and delicate, and he was lying down and holding a knife...... "Lying on this thought." ”
Wang Muqi was impatient and wrote a stiff face.
"Sister Bass Mei Huang is polite, and she is down, and she is lying on her head. This kind of reliable thing, the clock tower and the leader of the palace compete to burn the letter? Is this so idle? ”
Crossing the ocean, a false news came to mourn for verification, what kind of spirit is this? Never eat enough, don't do anything! Lao Lao really sat on the clock and sat on the clock Tarini pastoral clothes to lie down, lying on the pastoral clothes, and the pavilion Yi Qi Niu Zhu was sorry, and he came to find the chopsticks of the Ministry of Fen. It seems that Sakai is also like a back garden, what is the responsibility to intervene.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I believe that the two lines of the ancient guy clan will inherit the words."
The arrogance of the Barthame is burning when the king of the Hindu is saying, and it is believed that it is also judged.
Huang Leilai Ya Lu is happy.
"Ni Lai is so clear that the artist is so clear, and it is also an ordinary man? According to Niha, the Rainbow Conile teared up the Ruba for the Sacred Wisdom of the Prophet, and the seal pointed to the fate of the Prophet. ”
Seal the finger, then the Lotus Technique will protect the Holy Secret Side of the Rare Worm and the Germanium Worm, and then study the value of the Worm.
It makes no difference if you puff up the Fortune Marin Mark.
“…… Alas. Is it alive? ”
Wang Mu sighed, this Sakai artist was so stubborn. The time was like this, the Ayaya Sect was like this, and the Einomiya Kiritsu was like this, and he saw the coffin and burst into tears.
- Promise to the fog painting tonight that he will not be happy.
The single horsetail and neodymium made a sativa, and the surrounding it belonged to the army, and the guards of the Wei Wei troops instantly began to move, and the chopsticks of Yi Fei were skilled in their skills and encircled Wang Mubao.
This mile is a first-rate artist.
Bathermae Fence Rylea was formed, and the Hunting Trap was killed and the Death Gang was in charge of the army. Looking at it, it is holding a variety of ceremonial costumes, and it is absolutely sloppy and widespread, and it is a good study of the academic school, and it is like a desolate Ye Zonglian, and it is a good artist of the fighting school.
Woo, Wang Mu was lazy.
Southwest Yi, a two-year-old five-year-old, Qi Jing and Qi Qi younger brother Yici attacked.
"—sharp, turn."
It is dressed in a thorn sword, and it is wrapped with a faint splash of water.
Accompanied by the German Erjie mantra, which Fenshui flows and turns, and after the dawn, the Fen Shui Nian drills the head and the same thing.
Its feet were windy, and it was tricky and weird, and the angle was very strange and stabbed at Wang Muli.
It is fatal, and the Absolute Worm makes ordinary people lose their Worm in an instant. The judgment of the art is only one move, and the view is vulgar.
泹 –
"Snail and water?"
Wang Muleng was a child, and then died of happiness.
"This Ke Xiang misses ......"
“!?”
In just a few seconds, the sorrow was shocking.
The Shuizhi stabbing sword was accurately pinned and nailed, and it was smashed, and the fragile clothes of Wang Mu were shredded, but the skin was studied.
The sword stabbed at the top of the dress and bent it up, and the skin was pierced with even a single injury, and the anti-stabbing stab of the steel iron made its palm and wrist hair numb.
Exhausted, the slashing leaves retreated a little bit, but they also came and went.
"Uh-"
It didn't even react for a few minutes, and it was very strong with dark green cheek lines on its neck.
Lack of oxygen pain and red face, palms loose art dress, and know which iron tongs are the same as palms.
After burning, it will be painful to end.
Wang Muyu cupped the child, and with the other palm on its shoulder, pinched its neck, and pulled it out with its head, and pulled it with flesh and blood.
Blood splattered two meters high, but Wang Mu surrounded it, and poured a few more faces around it.
"Hydro Technique is a strong point in attacking the Fierce Worm and protecting the therapeutic material Hydro Technique."
Wang Mu threw away the garbage in his palm, and pretended to regret it, "Playing melee warfare, and the strong item of the water art is a layer of armor material - this is a kind of water water. ”
The surrounding team members were also in a daze.
Although it was really a matter of guarding it, the Worm joined the hunting force, and the Worm was recognized by the Fallen Bassmel Fence Lerea.
Ke Yu Xiang is like this, and he is not sorry to be dangerous, and the man is in the palm of his hand, and he is killed instantly?!
Wang Mu clapped his hands and watched the steps and poke at the single ponytail and neodymium.
Huang Leia is indifferent, it seems to be dying out and killing ants, and it cherishes the members of the team, and the clock tower leader is a spot.
"Now you're still here? Wo Hu dang did not see it, and the Horn Hun Monster Ni Qi Qi also damaged the clothes of Wo Qi. It snapped a reminder.
"—go on the offensive."
In the future, Marshal Yi will be guided by art, and the short sentence will be answered by Wang Mu. After a brief hesitation, the surrounding artist immediately straightened his head, and the mad dog followed suit.
All kinds of miscellaneous and artistic tricks are sprinkled with the same as the royal herd, and they are also mixed with excellent fighting skills and germanium assaults.
Wang Murao was holding on to the steel bars and bones, and he was very strong against the art, and he was willing to stand stupidly and stupidly. The basket was wounded, and it was not as good as the clothes.
Clever and clever, Wang Mu tilted his head to dodge a hairy firecracker, and a punch slammed into another male belly.
There is no bull in the fold, beyond the usual one hundred and four times the arm to give it a fear of cloth and a hole. The internal organs, bones, and blood were upside down, and the ribs were choked with a razor, and they were inserted into the back of the man's back and the neck of a certain corian worm, and he was killed immediately.
-- and two more losses.
In the midst of the battle, Wang Mu was still chatting on the steps and talking to a single ponytail, and his holy posture was light.