Poetry is pregnant, and it is difficult to tell: "The teenagers are as mad like spiritual wine, and when the Prime Minister has a white head, when there is no eternal completion, the dry bones will be difficult to rest."
High, madness and tall, after being suffered from various suffering, the heart has been vicissitudes, the meaning has been white, and once again ask himself, it is no longer herself, no one can achieve the achievement.
The dry bones are still difficult to stop.
Bamboo, do not want to lose the face. The bamboo paste in Xiaoyu's ear, gently say it.
In the heart, it is helpless. This Nizi is really bold. The worst girl with the worst realm is also a demon, and then they sound like thunder.
Fei. Bamboo shyly couldn't raise his head, Xiaoyu glared at the girl, and reprimanded his speech: "One RI is not well cultivated, so nonsense."
"Where is there! What she said to give you is not to be with you ..." Cen Hanxiang pouted his mouth, and wanted to quibble, but was wrapped in Xiaoyu Fa Guang, forcibly throw it into Xumi Mountain, chun bamboo kissed his mouth and kissed his mouth.
The man in front of him, put the fairy world in the hands of Xiaoyu, and entered.
Now, there are only exaggerations beside you, Man Mountain and Meng Xuan, Pei Yan, are all jing Rui, coupled with the puppets on the neck, it is more than enough to deal with Fan Guzi.
Following the mana marks left by Tianxian, followed all the way. For half a month, Xiaoyu was always cautious. Sometimes there was no seal along the road to find it.
The lake stopped, and the breath left by Fan Guzi to officially disappear here. There will always be only one face SE, no vitality, no aura. If there is only Warcraft killing
Different, although narrow, there are Shui Bo revealing, looking at it, sweet and pure.
It's just that the surroundings are extremely silent. No Warcraft is eating here. The water waves are rippling, and there are thorough and cold. There is no pivotalization of the mountains, but it is soft and soft.
The oppression was drooping, the splashes splashed, and the earthquake of the black soil trembled and roar. One hit was shocking, but it did not shake this little lake.
Wan Mountain failed to build a merit, angry and irritable, stretched the stick into the lake, stirred up the long storm vortex, the vacuum center had no beginning or end, and there was no end.
Then, then
"The weirdness of this lake should be at the bottom, and the Long Po and Fan Guzi should also go to it." Xiaoyu's eyes were extremely violent, and he waved his hand to make the source family.
Including parcels, spokes of the rest of the people, I am the first one, and I am the first to bloom three flowers from the Avenue of Magic Magic.
Many subordinates behind them followed and toured towards the bottom of the lake. The bottom of this bottom has another mystery.
The bone marrow soul, if Xiaoyu was protected with a god pattern, Meng Xuan could not insist on the moment three times.
After the group of Qingquan was put into the monument. After the analysis and evolution, some of them were amazed. This water was an ordinary thing, but it was reversed by an inexplicable rule.
Now, Xiaoyu has also guess the cause and consequences before this treasure. I am afraid that Long Po and many companions are looking for it all the way, and found that the lake here is abnormal. After the team explores, I find the so -called cave.
Kill, but Long Po escapes.
For half an hour, Xiaoyu used the fairy to go against it, not only to protect Mengxuan, but also to protect the protection of the people.
This lake is too deep. They can move for thousands of miles for each instant. For half an hour, they will reach the bottom of the bottom. It is indeed as the Long Po said. This is a cave.
A rough stones were erected. On the top of which, a bright red, the weird handprint couldn't hold out a silk scarlet, and it was alive. This should be the mark left by the big man.
What hidden in this grotto is.
Pei Yan and other people came back. The bright red handprints in their eyes were all surprised, especially Meng Xuan, frowned and persuaded, and worried that the husband was in the crisis in his entertaining: "This blood palm mark seems to be the supreme existence of staying here here.
In place, if it has not yet fallen, it is hidden in it, and it is very dangerous. It is very dangerous.
"This saying is bad, the opportunity is different, I think it is better to go in!" Pei Yan couldn't help but greedy that greedy, refuting Mengxuan's suggestion.
"His eyes stared at this old ghost, and even Xing Zi's calm peacock princess also got a disgust:" What do you know! Go to you, Berlaf Jun is the head of the bird. "
"This!" Pei Yan's old face was extremely embarrassing and dared not say more. If he offended Xiao Yu, he could still turn around and offend his woman, but he was buried.
The demon is short.
"Okay, Xuan'er, Pei Yan is right. If you want to go further in the heavens, only to explore the struggle, your thinking is too one -sided and ignorant, and you will not be as good as the strength." A monk may be angry.
Yunqiang is boundless. Picking up a stone at hand may be the treasure, just like life, there is no strength, no more luck can protect you. Xing's life. Fate is only firmly controlled in your own hands.
When puppets, it will only be impermanent, and it is difficult to conclude.
"Xuan Er knows!" Meng Xuan knew the trend, and would not let the husband lose in front of the crowd, but he also understood that the man in front of him was heartbroken, his will like a rock, but a little woman just wanted to be envious of Xiaoyu.
For life and death, even if they can't be invincible and eternal, sleep together without regrets.
"Go in!" Xiaoyu nodded. Here is not a tangled place. He stared at the eye blood handprints side by side, cut off, cut the prohibition method. Inside, the eyes were not dangerous, and he ran into it.
The grotto is ellipse, and the depth of the back is always backwards. The surroundings around the wall have been eroded by the years, and the debris dropped by a slight touch.
Saying, holding Mengxuan with his hand, Faguang flashed, flying forward, a crowd of underwriting, the strength of the mountains is strong, and the rough flesh is thick, let alone Pei Yan.
If Yu Ru does not use the monument, it is not his opponent at all. Although Meng Xuan is strong, he can fight the Tianxian, but he has to be careful in the five people and immortals. He has to make him be careful.
Meng Xuan was supported by the husband and the husband. The loss of the loss of the previous moment also dissipated. The cave in front was long and there was no fork. Xiaoyu's will is on the front end.
Blear.
Stop until the stone gate reaches a stone gate, and peeps over the scarlet flow in front of the door, the blood dripping blood, just two words: "reverse road."
Both eyes flashed slightly, and the word Xiaoyu reminded the coffin of the back of the coffin. The seal of the gods of the gods made the coffin a brief wake up, and the spoken language was unclear.
Can't help but think of the original matters.
The will sinks into Sumi Mountain, and the red dust is released first. When it comes to the present, it is time to let the Bird Lord come out to see.
"You come again suddenly ..." Hong Chen was scolding inside, and only praised the father's cultivation, and arranged for the Euravity family. Although Liu Wang did his best, he still needed him to work.
It was extremely unhappy, and was about to scold and scold, but saw the blood type of stone gate, and the bird hair was erected.
"Ancestor, how did you find this place, is it fate?"
"Have you ever been here?" Xiaoyu Shen changed slightly. If the bird is really here, the years can be too long. Then look at this pitbird to panic, and there must be some unknown secrets.