Chapter 547: Regression

It's a pity, but it's a shame that the stubble is terrifying!

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"Tell Xuan, why did you forget about this Minbu Fen?" Jian Sheng covered his head with his palms, and suddenly became mad.

Xiao Xiao ran and Huai Huai: "It's ruthless and simple, Ni forgot about Ni's wife and son!"

"Oh Dong Yingba, look for Shuang Ni's wife and children, and find Shuang Ni is already sorry!"

"Woo Ni has forgotten to find the double sword, which one of the Ni Ni is so that which one supports the beauty of the sword, and the sword saint of the United States!"

"Otherwise, it will make Ni perish, I am afraid that it will be a shortage, and I will kill the six and kill the two swords, and pick up the three swords!"

"Hao!

The sword saint carried the double sword upside down, his feet staggered, and he gradually staggered.

When the flat line of the stubble is reversed and turned into a vague point, it is a low and dull sound, which is sassy and sloppy in the cold wind.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Xiaoran's mouth was full of shadows!

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Dongying, Gong Yu Furniture.

After a few hours of time, the Sword Saint Dugu Sword finally dried up and fell here.

"Why? Why did you forget it? Why did you always regret that there was nothing to do here, and it was very boring, but Ke always muttered and remembered!"

Three Yue, a whole three Yue, near the Sword Saint Pan Huan Gong Yuan, it looked at the palace and roared angrily.

It is a mile of stubble, and it is a mile away, and it is a mile away, and it is hard to make a mess.

Ke envoy, it makes sorrow and enlightenment, it has been stubble for this mile, and what has it been through a Fen.

One cut, one cut, it is simple and makes a slight impression.

"Sword!"

The palace is profound, the palace is ruthless, and the ancestor of the palace is ruthless, and the ancestor of the palace is not missing.

It's a pity that the sword is shy, the loose hair is sloppy, the sharp is familiar with the sword, the sword is scared, and the sword is wailing, and the sword is screaming.

The sword saint roared angrily, and the whole palace was frightened, and after waking up the sword saint, the sword was drunk and the palace was scared!

The sword was scared on the side of it, and the sword should be poured down, and the sword trembled and opened.

̈ sword, Ni finally did a lot of water. Gong Ling's eyes were full of tears, and she was surging with tears.

A flash of the forbidden area disappeared in the depths, mocking and plundering.

This chin makes the lightning flow, and the speed of the palace is described. Even if it makes the stubble lightly frightened, it will be inferior to the three fen.

After a few pick-ups, after the newlywed night, it was struggling with the beloved-Sword Saint Dugu Sword Tree.

Ke is so doo, but it is not a double water, a slush, a slush, a slugger spirit has died out, thinking that it will never be painted shuanglai. Ke envoys, after all, they still protect them, and their 'swords' will eventually make Shuanglai dry!

Although the burning time has passed a few times, the 'sword' will still make the water after all!

It's too late at this time, and it's still late to see it, and it's always late!

"Isn't it a big palm!" the sword saint told it, a top high palm scarfed.

Ke they Yuan Shengqi told it that this one would make the enemy invincible, so that Pu Xi would scare it and make it the enemy of the sword saint, and this one would draw Cheng for it to sword the enemy!

Swish!

In just a few breaths, the palace was pierced through the entire palace and the sword saint was overwhelmed. The sword saint surveyed the sling, this one is sincere, but he is still a gorgeous peerless and a nobleman, and the sage has been burning for a while, and he misses it for a moment!

"Ahh

The pain caused the sword saint to fall into a state of rage.

It held its head in both palms, and roared angrily, "Thief, Ni told Hon! Why did Hona Knock down this Neodymium and paint so painfully!"

"What did the Sword Saint forget?" the Sword Saint was crazy, looking up at the Screaming Spirit.

"Sword! ”

Gong Yu Ling was like the sword saint this scarf pain, and after the sword saint was stubble, they never muttered the sword saint and moved.

Crystal teardrops snapped the sativa's orbits, and the sword sneered.

This one, Gong Yu Ling Qi did not have the thought of it, and the thought of embracing this Xuan Yi Yi has been haunted by the dream of the male man.

"Who is Ni doing? Why do you feel sorry for yourself, and you are so ruthless that you are angry!"

Surveying that the mockery has passed the Lai Gong Spirit, the sword saint Qi ascended to Qi even if he made half of the Fen Gong Xuan sob, muttering 47 words.

Syllable!

When the stubble was choked, the palace was overturned by the sword saint, and the sword saint was embraced and embraced, and the sword saint was buried in the arms.

"Sword, envoy Ni's wife!"

Hong Yi hugged the love, and made the only one love the man, and the tears were smeared on the beautiful face of the palace, and the eyes of the people were full of happiness.

Hearing the words of the sword saint, it looked up and surveyed the sword saint, and the alfalfa was full of jingqi and the sword saint, murmuring.

"Wife and child?"

Hearing this word, the sword saint regretted that he had touched a scar, and frightened the acquaintance to hold the gong qi spirit.

"Wife and child?"

Stubble their impression that it is not married, and it makes them wives and children!

If you dare to say this, which one will kill which one neodymium.

Ke this neodymium is like this, it is a vernac, this neodymium is a word!

Is it difficult to make them oblivion, does it make them slurry their wives and children?

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Frightened, Xiao Xiao burned the mansion in the square and sat on a wooden chair, surveying the two old leaves of the stalk, and sneering and breaking the move.

"Feng'er, Ni'er's 'Wind Grass' is enough, but it's too slow......"

"Shocking clouds, Pai Yun is in charge of the shackles, Ni's 'Peaks and Seas' make the board too dead. ”

Xiao Xiaoran sat on a beautiful wooden chair in the wide hall, and on the side, his face was full of frost, and he was reprimanded by the two brothers.

After putting on the cloak and swaying the clouds, the palm of the peak and the sea were in an instant, fluttering, but it contained a lot of power.

The wind was sloppy, and the stubble on his legs instantly kicked and picked up three marks, and the peaks and seas were all pounded.

Then he choked on the side and swept the hall, slashed with a leg knife, and forced the stunned clouds to retreat.