Holding hot tea, he drank it with a small amount of neodymium, and drank the Fen bell with a cup of suffocation.

After drinking, the long journey was tired, and the Wutiao fog painting was a little tired, and the Wutiao fog painting was a double alfalfa and the difficulty slowly closed and opened.

It seemed to know something, and suddenly watched Wang Muyi's gentle and happy face

"Sleep."

Wang Mu said lightly, "Ni is in love with a person who specializes in making miracles, and when she wakes up, the pain will be over forever." Shui Ni is still sipping and shopping, and what kind of stuff is there to ......

Whispering in love, the neodymium finally fell asleep, and handed over everything to Wang Mu.

Regretting that he was dying, Wang Mu hugged Qi Xiao Pi Quan Fan Mengzhi Wine and gave the anesthetic Wu Tiao Fog Painting, and prepared to sit in the room.

"Summoning ......"

Rolling up his sleeves and looking at the dark green and curricular patterns, Wang Mu muttered obscurity and curses in his low heart.

Summon Xuan Xuan last night to decide to be a little safer.

The evil saint's torso was stinging something, and it was stinging and stinging, and it was not brave enough to stuff the witch strip fog painting into it, and it burned and burned and Qi Qi came to Wang Mu and looked at a pile of hateful pieces of meat.

The art of Laleye shone after a long absence, and the water gradually faded into dampness and moisture.

One by one, there was a squeeze in between them.

The nightmare scar is dark and shiny, and the body of the pyridine type is scattered and smelly, wriggling and flowing...... Flashing faintly. It is very green, and it is very green, and it is very unraveling.

Rank servant cistanley - torn in the chest.

He created a few slaves, and after tens of millions of years, he evolved to defeat it, and won the Rare Slave.

Usually there is no wisdom in the heart, and there is a lot of thinking and thinking, and the life is strong and strong.

This Fen Cun Cun also manipulated the Fen Guards to tear it up, and the Secretarie Commander tore the Fen Privilege Guard, and it had a rival to the rank of the Fen Guard.

The king of the Flood has a long life accumulation and has come to know the elder of the old man.

"Gamanda, Trouble Niza."

Coo-goo-goo –

The lattium type began to tumble, and it was a bit of a thing like a black jade.

Which is the key to changing the quality of the sword, and the key to the quality of the life. The ordinary Qi Qi is torn, and the Gamanda is pure and shining, and this is more than 10,000 Qi Zhi Zhiyi.

Wang Mu shook his wings and held the ink jade, and Jue Lingge tore the elder and lowered his head to show regret.

"Thank you, Ni Qi Fu will never pay for the future, but she should report it, and she swears by it."

Coo-goo-goo –

It seemed that he was tired, and he also touched his palms, lightly touching the board at Wang Mu's feet, showing his respect.

After tearing the strap, Wang Mu held the liquid ink jade in his left palm, and the gold in his right palm was gathered together, forming a golden palm knife.

After the warrior retired, he took advantage of the sharp weapon in his hand, and did not mourn the spirit of the sword.

Fade and neodymium sick gowns, and all kinds of art patterns in the room Wang Mu began to spread hair after injecting it, and his hair was weak and weak, and he often mistook it.

The beginning of the operation.

Wang Mu said that the Wu Tiao Fog Painting was cut into the abdomen, and after burning, he tore the body and threw it in, and the rest of the body was kept in the flesh.

It was sorry to be defeated, and it was also manipulated, and it tore the bloodthirsty shark, and devoured the witch fog and painted the defective internal organs, and after burning, it changed the internal organs to make up for it.

It's a long time, and it's about an hour and a half.

When Wang Muguan poured the witch strip fog painting, the wound began to heal, and the scarcity began to heal, and the scarcity was turbid.

-- Viewing the merits of the palace. It will be a neodymium which treatment is a room for the rest of the room, and it will be a new one.

The witch mist painted a sweet and sweet sleep.

Ruddy and healthy cheeks, alfalfa skin is moving, and what sweet dreams are there to be made. Which emaciation sees the bones and delicate body, and the body is full of the same as the ball, and it is mellow and round.

The miserable appearance of the disease and art torture of the Qi Zhi is now a bit of a witch strip fog painting material.

Pheas, say adidine.

Wang Mu looked at the Neodymium friends and fell into deep thought.

He tore through the flesh and was strong, and he defeated the ancient guy germanium with his wisdom alone. Its lifespan is almost the end of its life, and it is almost the end of its lifespan, and it is torn apart by the fact that it burns and dies.

Wu Tiao fog painted the internal organs, Wu Fenzhi three appeared to tear the Xuan Ming Physis, although the burning of the Xuan

That alone is enough to cut off the Witch Strip Mist Painting from the ordinary Fen - it will be a long time to choke on the Witch Strip Fog Painting.

"Lie in this basket and create a long seed ......," Wang Mu muttered.

'Ah, Mu, note the words of the Nie Ni Diagram. ’

Ah, Sai Ya Yi Wei Burning, 'Chang Xuan Seed, Zhi Si Xiang, Long Life Seed, Seed Radium. The descendants of the material are called the stinging of the roots, and there is no need to say that they are simply active and long-term. Ni Xiang Na Philia, it is a mixture of all kinds, eight rods and two of them, does Ni think that Ni has two of them? ’

Baba and Woo are of the same kind, and the king of Mu is also which Ye Qi, and the blood line of the descendants of the deterioration of the Xuan Yi is the price of the birth of the heir, and the Wu Strip Fog Painting is obviously burning the Tai Ke Worm.

Ni said that...... Cthulhu also said that it was a child. It's a sage, alas, the difference between it and the crouching sling? ”

Wang Mu didn't know a word, but he didn't stab the honeycomb.

The sharp chalk scratch of the black board was sneering in his mind, and the spurt of the chalk was accompanied by a scream.

'Which octopus is you giving to Wothi!! The Holy Spot came to Yi Yi Jing and Chang Li regarded Zhi Qi as a person...... Not! Die out! Ah, Mu Niwei, what kind of octopus head is rotten!! ’

It is the sea and the evil saint is forcibly occupying Wang Muyi, and now Wang Mu is coming, Ah Sai Ya is jealous and jealous, and hates which stinky octopus to swallow in his stomach.

What kind of thing is that, what kind of crumbs are like this. It was also eternal, and it was also an embarrassing situation for the evil saint Ken to sit on the crutches.