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Chapter 198 Funeral Palace in the Suburbs of Beijing (34)(1/5)

Five hours.

Do five hours.

The dream chaser was fascinated, and Yu and Hui were silent. Countless complex emotions came to their hearts, and Yu and Hui Shen took a breath -the most important thing was that he had to go to the door.

For a moment, Yu Hehui felt like an ancient eunuch.

"He Hui, it's hard."

But when I heard Wei Yan sincerely said, "I have your help, I can rest assured." Yu Hehui was relieved. Yes, except for him, who can Wei Yan trust?

"Don't say that, there are dream chaser and Nezha spirit, you will not have anything."

He was even afraid that Wei Yan's words caused the dream chaser and Nezha spirit, and Yu Hehui also helped him to make up.

"People can't, at least not ..."

The dreamer murmured, he took a deep breath: "I stare at the black widow and the puppet master."

Saying that Dream Xiaolong disappeared in place.

In the spiritual relief, spiritual relief, how can you use the word "doing"!

Five hours, is this too much ??

He believes that the team will be able to control himself and refuse the unreasonable requirements of Cubing B. The addiction, at least to make time short!

But in the subconscious, the dreamer was afraid that the team could not refuse. Seriously, who can refuse B.?

She just wants to connect with you, which passenger can hold it.

Especially if you are addicted to others, you must not be responsible!

Thinking about it in other places, the dream chaser feels that he can't help it. He can't continue to stay, otherwise he is afraid he is afraid that he will think of the team on the legal coffee.

"My brother is big, my brother is not here to please people."

Nezha Ling was rare to be sensible, smiling and hee rushed to the blink of an eye, and looked at the right side of the right side, focusing on: "Good brother should know when to avoid."

Saying that the Ling Ling turned into a red light and disappeared. Yu and Hui noticed that Nezha Ling glanced at it.

Pick up, wear it like another layer of skin, but Wei Yan doesn't like any restraint. He always feels a bit dull.

"Hey you!"

Yu Hehui was shocked when he saw it, and he was subconsciously stopped.

"Rest assured, the live broadcast is blocked."

Wei Yan took off his hood, threw a slightly long hair, and tied his hair together, which was more refreshing. He wore the necklace crown, and the false king was the first layer of shielding.

This is the second layer of shielding.

Yu and Hui are still very anxious: "No, I mean-"

"He knows."

Wei Yan looked at the skin of his naked exposed skin in the mirror. Check if there is any mottled mud point, and it will be grilled with fire.

Tone, just give up.

"Although this is the case, it must be covered up."

Yu He Hui's heart -in -law's heart. Although the security team probably knows that Wei Yan is C, and it is not that it is not discovered. Do you still pretend not to find it?

There must be a layer of shame!

"You are right."

Wei Yan pondered it, but he put on the scarlet cloak of the lifeless people outside. Although he trusted Yu Hehui, in case he could not stop the accident, the cloak of the hobbly cloak could always carry him deadly for him to be fatal.

One blow.

Yu and Hui are speechless, what he said is not the meaning!

But when I didn't care, Yu Hehui reluctantly endured it, and stopped saying more, but just watched Wei Yan like a small red hat and put on a hood, showing his face with a guide cable, he couldn't help it -

In the public impression, the tour guides are mysterious and weird, and never show their true face. Wei Yan's face is just like a bare body!

The cloak of the horn is still the cloak!

"Is this not appropriate?"

After enduring and tolerating, Yu He and Hui euphemistically persuaded.

Although it is just a spiritual relief, he is a younger brother who is a life -saving person on the cloak ... No, it is spiritual communication. Yu Hehui thinks that he has withering — how can this concentrate the spirit?

Is the shark on the spot?

"It's right."

Wei Yan did not waste time. He put the pottery pot with corn bamboo shoots in the dark corner of the room and let the small worms grow freely. Inventory of the devil on him, and the most concealed magic mosquito Xiao Jin went out to explore

Intelligence, the magic bee also released a dozen, let them fly in the martyrdom outside his room.

Once someone comes, or which magic bee loses contact, Wei Yan can be aware of it as soon as possible.

Not to mention that he also planted the second batch of one thousand mutant evil ghosts in the earth palace. You must know that the evil ghost insects can not only eat soil, they prefer to eat stones. At this moment, these evil ghost worms

We missed the green bricks of the earth palace early and lurked in the floor tile layer.

The small hole was at the corner of Wei Yan's room, and the pot was blocked tightly.

Everything was ready, Wei Yan sat on a sleeping bag, raised his eyes to look at Yu and Hui. Yu Hehui sighed and turned around. Snow white fox hair grown out between the operation.

After Yu He Hui went out, Wei Yan looked down at the mirror again. He opened his forehead and looked at the red dot condensed by An Xuefeng's blood and Samadhi.

The fire was collected.

"I believe you can hear, I must accept this flame."

Take out the fire red and phoenix feathers, and overwhelm my heart, Wei Yan slowly said, "Mental communication, let me dye your breath, I need this flame, otherwise the next attraction will be dangerous."

This is the psychological construction of An Xuefeng separately, otherwise, with the character of An Xuefeng, if Wei Yan really wants to engage in five hours of mental relief, he may really refuse!

But if Wei Yan is well -founded, the situation is different.

"Do you think it is too long for five hours?"

Wei Yan smiled, put his feather on the nose, and deeply sniffed the hot and hot anger on it.

"Then you have to be strong, don't merciless."

When will the breath be stained and when the spiritual communication is over, this is what Wei Yan means!

Want to make a quick decision?

Then take out the real skills.

After a brief silence, a ray of fire was reflected outside the eyelids, hot and bright, and Wei Yan's eyes were orange. He tried to open his eyes, but felt that his eyelids seemed to be pressed by something and could not open his eyes.

It means that his power is greater than in the past, and his movements are a bit rude.

Wei Yan felt a wet tide, and the eyelids were wet and cold, but he was careful to separate the heat, so that Wei Yan's eyeball would not be burned.

This feels like the tentacles of***. If you go to Chang Wei, you may be soothing by the way***. But the blood in front of his forehead is An Xuefeng. What Wei Yan needs is the Phoenix Bird An Xuefeng at this moment.

Eliminate the attention.

Thinking about it now that I am a mud man now,****humid tentacles will cause what kind of tragedy will it cause, Wei Yan ...

Wei Yan didn't have the courage to move. He was rarely lying quietly, just wanting to cover his eyes by***, don't move it. There is a tentacle of***to block his eyes, but the spiritual perception is even more keen.

Wei Yan seemed to have been to the golden red figure, and the other party looked at him with a high time, as if he was choosing something. He stretched out his hand to Wei Yan, but the action was rare and not so decisive. Instead, he was a little hesitant.

But Wei Yan didn't like this posture. In the spiritual world, he pulled An Xuefeng's hand directly and dragged it down -but did not drag, An Xuefeng stood very stable. He seemed to realize that Wei Yan did not like

I was looking down, so I squatted down and my eyes were as flat as possible as possible.

"Fast and Speed."

When Wei Yan saw An Xuefeng, he seemed to want to open his mouth to talk, covering his mouth directly, and smiled in a low voice: "Do you not want spiritual relief?"

"Deepen the mental connection, I am nice to you."

But this should not be like this!

An Xuefeng did not like this kind of pure transaction, but only took the need for communication. He frowned and held Wei Yan's hand. What he just wanted to say, his eyes fell on Wei Yan's face, but was in his eyes.

The smile of the smile was stunned, and he turned his head subconsciously.

Tour guides have masks to cover their faces. Passengers have never been able to explore the true identity of the tour guide. They really look. Even if there is a tour guide in the hostel, the tourist is likely to die without knowing the real appearance of the tour guide.

Passengers are most familiar with the masks of tour guides, not the true face of the other party. This is the rules and respect for each other.

Wei Yan felt interesting. He held An Xuefeng's face, and he just wanted to turn his head. Seeing that An Xuefeng didn't turn, Wei Yan deliberately said: "Why, dare not see me?"

He was full of bad stomach, and he realized his realization: "Or do you say that my cloak, hinders your eyes?"

Speaking of Wei Yan, if you are unhappy, you will get up, but the moment Wei Yan grabbed the scarlet cloak, but he froze. He even felt that the cloak was slightly hot! Different from the flame burning sensation, this dry and hot hotness, this dry and hot hot, hot and hot

More like the sun at noon, domineering exudes light and heat, letting the earth crack, and the river dried up.

The cloak is more like a sense of induction. Wei Yan moves slightly in his heart, and he wants to look at himself subconsciously.
To be continued...
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