Wang Wi pulled out the rolled hair ASan.

Just rushed upstairs like a garbage.

Shen Lingman was already poisonous.

After hearing the creaking sound, the legs were scared, and turned around.

It was found that the sofa mezzanine moved.

One person opened the zipper and drilled out of the inside.

After seeing the other person's skin tone and looks, Shen Lingman's two white snowy long legs fell directly to the ground and fell directly to the ground.

The beard A San got out of the sofa.

Eye looked at Shen Lingman, who was panicked.

Shen Lingman was a little panicked.

Two legs kick the ground to run out of the room.

The eyes reveal despair.

This beard A San had not comparable to the captain before, and the strength was evident.

Yu Guang swept away.

Before seeing Wang Wan's leaving, the strange little snake on the coffee table.

The little snake tilted his upper body and looked at the beard A San who came out of the sofa.

I don't know if it is the illusion, Shen Lingman saw the humanized joke expression from the eyes of that little guy.

It seems that it is not eye -catching to this beard.

The bearded A San's eyes were a little dark, and he looked at Shen Lingman's graceful posture up and down, swallowing his mouth, and his eyes filled with laughes.

I sorted out my beard with my hands, and the beard stood up exaggerated at Shen Lingman, trying to show my embroidery needle.

jingle!

The fat relic tail moved very lazy.

The beard glanced at it. When I saw a strange snake, the beard came to interest.

Want to grab the snake.

His hand grabbed a big hand towards the fertilizer.

Shen Lingman wanted to stand up and rush out.

A crisp bell came.

Shen Lingman's Yu Guang.

The little guy's body was compressed and suddenly ejected out.

On the spot, the palm of the beard A San was penetrated.

The fat remains continued, and rushed directly towards the eyebrows.

The bearded Ah Sanzhi did not expect that he would be burst by a snake.

The body was shaking.

The beard touched his eyebrows with the palm of the cave, and a ray of blood was mixed with other things.

In Yu Guang, the little guy was stunning on the refrigerator and disdain.

The bearded A San fell to the ground.

Blood flowing slowly.

Shen Lingman was shocked to sit on the ground again.

Staring at the little snake in horror.

Before, she still doubted what Wang Wan left a little snake to do. Now, at a glance, the fighting power of this little snake is probably a lot stronger than the Central Captain.

Shen Lingman picked up the mop in a hurry, stabbed the beard, A San, and ensured that the other party was indeed dead.

Taking a sigh of relief and seeing the fat again.

At this time, I may be saved. This little guy seems to be much pleasing to the eye.

There is even a little bit of handsome.

The footsteps came.

Shen Lingman quickly turned back.

It was discovered that Wang Wan came in with a rolling Mao A San from the outside, and relieved him.

Wang Wan looked at the corpse on the ground, walked quickly to check, and the dead could not die anymore.

Fei jumped towards Wang Wan, raised his head and looked at Wang Wan, looking at the appearance of inviting merit.

Wang Wan's fingers nodded a little fat head, and the fat tail shaking a cheerful voice, walking along Wang Wang's arm and drilling into the evil.

Throw the rolled hair on the ground, and Wang Wan squatted down to monitor the beard A San.

The body is very strong, and it can be comparable to the flesh of the Gonggang Realm.

Many people think of A San for the first time and think of clean and hygienic.

Either a system of surname or many funny factors.

However, I have to admit that this old neighbor is placed in uh, and it is also one of the four ancient civilizations.

One of the three major religions in the world is born here.

Wang Wan pulled the root cigarette, looked at the curling A San, repeated the previous problem.

"What are you doing here?"

Rolling Mao A San stared at Wang Hard, Yu Guang glanced at the bearded corpse on the ground.

Eyes are erratic.

According to Wang Wan dealing with the group of people in the number all year round, this person made it clear that he still wanted to run away.

Rolling Mao A San pretended not to understand what Wang Wan said.

Wang Wan stared at the Mao Misan, "Lao Tzu ask you the last time, what come to do?"

The Tianyujian in his hand was rolled against the hair, and the curls made a look that did not understand but worked hard.

Wang Wan's smart machine moved.

Both eyes became vertical pupils.

A San shook his head vigorously and wanted to avoid Wang's eyes, but it was visible to the naked eye that the pupils of curly hair also changed in the direction of the vertical pupil little by little.

Just a few seconds of kung fu.

Rolling hair was controlled by Wang Hard.

Wang Hard repeated the problem just now.

This time the curls are no longer deaf and dumb.

It is a dull look ahead.

"Come and quote the sixth day of the devil!"

Wang Wan stunned, "Bo Xun?"

Rolling hair nodded.

"Are you nonsense? Are you looking for someone to come here?"

Rolling the hair blankly, "Those who have a consciousness predict that the era of the last Fa will come to the world again. On the sixth day of the sixth day of the demon king to reproduce the world, the demon king will wake up in the northern mysterious ancient country."

Wang Wan shook his head with curls.

The ears are covered with curly head, "There is no sound of water? Why do you say this kind of paste?"

Shen Lingman, who was sitting on the side, pouted and laughed.

Rolling the hair staring at the front.

After Wang Hen thought for a little thinking, "Do you find someone?"

Rolling the hair and shaking his head, "Not yet."

"What is it yet?"

"The consciousness descended to the gods and let us lurk here. If the demon wakes up, we will be guided."

Wang Hen looked at the curling. Judging from the expression of curling, it was indeed the truth.

It seems that the other party really has something like the gods.

I don't understand the brain circuit of these people at all.
To be continued...