"Oh? Who can make your wolf clan proud so much?" Xiao Tianming was really curious. Some people say that the stronger the heart, the more peaceful the person will show, so that the balance between inside and outside can be achieved.
This is how Tianming is. His strong heart, rich knowledge and powerful skills have created Xiao Tianming's strong confidence, so he can play in life like this, without fear of any challenges, and always come up with ideas to solve difficulties.
The pope always likes to dress up as old-fashioned, the prophet always likes to pretend to be half-dead, the elves sacrifice are strong, and the elves always like to dress up as little girls to deceive the feelings of ignorant boys. The stronger the person, the more so the more this is.
.
Now Xiaoyue is also moving in this direction. Her original intention and stubbornness have become gentle and calm, and she has an inexplicable strategy and is confident. The person who can make him admire this is definitely not an ordinary person.
Xiao Tianming looked behind Xiaoyue with his eyes shining, wondering who it was. Xiaoyue was very considerate, a scene behind him flashing. A young and beautiful woman with extraordinary posture, wearing a white priest robe
Come on.
Xiao Tianming's explanation sounded in his ears: "This is the contemporary saint of the Holy See, His Highness Tifa. According to your human customs, you want to be treated." Xiao Yue seemed to be unsatisfied, "Damn it, I've played it."
There are more women than you have ever seen, but you have never seen such a straightforward person. You just don’t like to take care of others…”
Xiao Tianming did not listen to Xiao Yue's longevity at all, but instead stared at the woman in front of him. This was extremely rude in the noble etiquette. However, Xiao Tianming could not care about these things.
"Tifah! Is it her? No, it's Helen..." Xiao Tianming's brain buzzed, and all the names of Tifa and Helen echoed. Gradually, Tifa's name gradually disappeared, leaving only Helen's name.
There were a burst of echoes, and the sound became louder and louder, making my brain hurt. Then, all the sounds disappeared instantly and turned into a huge and clear picture. It was a woman like a flower. She was gentle and solemn and unrestrained.
He is not playful and lively, his eyes are like water, his long hair is like waves, his figure is slim, and his fragrance is warm and soft.
That was the person Xiao Tianming had always loved and missed, but unfortunately, the heavens and man were separated forever. Perhaps it was because of the love of the Creator God, who gave Xiao Tianming another chance to make up for his regrets for thousands of years.
"Helen, why are you here?" Xiao Tianming's eyes had no focal length, and could not reflect any scene at all. He rushed towards the woman who was walking in Wen Wan. Perhaps, he only had her in his eyes.
When she walked to the woman, the woman seemed to have not reacted yet. She was about to say hello formally, which was similar to clichés such as "Hello" or "First Meeting". Unexpectedly, the handsome man in front of her didn't even say hello
, standing in front of him, staring at him straight, looking at him from top to bottom. The woman blushed and secretly scolded him for being rude. Just as she was about to scold him, the man in front of him suddenly opened his arms and killed him
He hugged him dead in his arms and never let go again.
Being tightly tied by the man, Tifa felt that his waist was almost broken and his breathing was not smooth. "Why is this person so hooligan?" The woman's blank mind was only this sentence, "What should I do
Do it?" This is the next thought.
The woman struggled desperately, but the man hugged harder. In the end, the great priest Saint Tifa finally couldn't help but use magic. The eighth level magic "Holy Light Exit" was enough to seriously injure the unprepared weak magician.
He lie down for a week.
Just as the magic was about to be inspired, the name the man kept saying finally floated into Tifa's mind: "Helen, you are finally back, Helen, it's hard to leave me, don't..."
That was the person Xiao Tianming had always loved and missed, but unfortunately, the heavens and man were separated forever. Perhaps it was because of the love of the Creator God, who gave Xiao Tianming another chance to make up for his regrets for thousands of years.
"Helen, why are you here?" Xiao Tianming's eyes had no focal length, and could not reflect any scene at all. He rushed towards the woman who was walking in Wen Wan. Perhaps, he only had her in his eyes.
When she walked to the woman, the woman seemed to have not reacted yet. She was about to say hello formally, which was similar to clichés such as "Hello" or "First Meeting". Unexpectedly, the handsome man in front of her didn't even say hello
, standing in front of him, staring at him straight, looking at him from top to bottom. The woman blushed and secretly scolded him for being rude. Just as she was about to scold him, the man in front of him suddenly opened his arms and killed him
He hugged him dead in his arms and never let go again.
Being tightly tied by the man, Tifa felt that his waist was almost broken and his breathing was not smooth. "Why is this person so hooligan?" The woman's blank mind was only this sentence, "What should I do
Do it?" This is the next thought.
The woman struggled desperately, but the man hugged harder. In the end, the great priest Saint Tifa finally couldn't help but use magic. The eighth level magic "Holy Light Exit" was enough to seriously injure the unprepared weak magician.
He lie down for a week.
"Oh? Who can make your wolf clan proud so much?" Xiao Tianming was really curious. Some people say that the stronger the heart, the more peaceful the person will show, so that the balance between inside and outside can be achieved.
This is how Tianming is. His strong heart, rich knowledge and powerful skills have created Xiao Tianming's strong confidence, so he can play in life like this, without fear of any challenges, and always come up with ideas to solve difficulties.
The pope always likes to dress up as old-fashioned, the prophet always likes to pretend to be half-dead, the elves sacrifice are strong, and the elves always like to dress up as little girls to deceive the feelings of ignorant boys. The stronger the person, the more so the more this is.
.
Now Xiaoyue is also moving in this direction. Her original intention and stubbornness have become gentle and calm, and she has an inexplicable strategy and is confident. The person who can make him admire this is definitely not an ordinary person.
Xiao Tianming looked behind Xiaoyue with his eyes shining, wondering who it was. Xiaoyue was very considerate, a scene behind him flashing. A young and beautiful woman with extraordinary posture, wearing a white priest robe
Come on.
Xiao Tianming's explanation sounded in his ears: "This is the contemporary saint of the Holy See, His Highness Tifa. According to your human customs, you want to be treated." Xiao Yue seemed to be unsatisfied, "Damn it, I've played it."
There are more women than you have ever seen, but you have never seen such a straightforward person. You just don’t like to take care of others…”
Xiao Tianming did not listen to Xiao Yue's longevity at all, but instead stared at the woman in front of him. This was extremely rude in the noble etiquette. However, Xiao Tianming could not care about these things.
"Tifah! Is it her? No, it's Helen..." Xiao Tianming's brain buzzed, and all the names of Tifa and Helen echoed. Gradually, Tifa's name gradually disappeared, leaving only Helen's name.
There were a burst of echoes, and the sound became louder and louder, making my brain hurt. Then, all the sounds disappeared instantly and turned into a huge and clear picture. It was a woman like a flower. She was gentle and solemn and unrestrained.
He is not playful and lively, his eyes are like water, his long hair is like waves, his figure is slim, and his fragrance is warm and soft.
That was the person Xiao Tianming had always loved and missed, but unfortunately, the heavens and man were separated forever. Perhaps it was because of the love of the Creator God, who gave Xiao Tianming another chance to make up for his regrets for thousands of years.
"Helen, why are you here?" Xiao Tianming's eyes had no focal length, and could not reflect any scene at all. He rushed towards the woman who was walking in Wen Wan. Perhaps, he only had her in his eyes.
When she walked to the woman, the woman seemed to have not reacted yet. She was about to say hello formally, which was similar to clichés such as "Hello" or "First Meeting". Unexpectedly, the handsome man in front of her didn't even say hello
, standing in front of him, staring at him straight, looking at him from top to bottom. The woman blushed and secretly scolded him for being rude. Just as she was about to scold him, the man in front of him suddenly opened his arms and killed him
He hugged him dead in his arms and never let go again.
Being tightly tied by the man, Tifa felt that his waist was almost broken and his breathing was not smooth. "Why is this person so hooligan?" The woman's blank mind was only this sentence, "What should I do
Do it?" This is the next thought.
The woman struggled desperately, but the man hugged harder. In the end, the great priest Saint Tifa finally couldn't help but use magic. The eighth level magic "Holy Light Exit" was enough to seriously injure the unprepared weak magician.
He lie down for a week.
Just as the magic was about to be inspired, the name the man kept saying finally floated into Tifa's mind: "Helen, you are finally back, Helen, it's hard to leave me, don't..."
That was the person Xiao Tianming had always loved and missed, but unfortunately, the heavens and man were separated forever. Perhaps it was because of the love of the Creator God, who gave Xiao Tianming another chance to make up for his regrets for thousands of years.
"Helen, why are you here?" Xiao Tianming's eyes had no focal length, and could not reflect any scene at all. He rushed towards the woman who was walking in Wen Wan. Perhaps, he only had her in his eyes.
When she walked to the woman, the woman seemed to have not reacted yet. She was about to say hello formally, which was similar to clichés such as "Hello" or "First Meeting". Unexpectedly, the handsome man in front of her didn't even say hello
, standing in front of him, staring at him straight, looking at him from top to bottom. The woman blushed and secretly scolded him for being rude. Just as she was about to scold him, the man in front of him suddenly opened his arms and killed him
He hugged him dead in his arms and never let go again.
Being tightly tied by the man, Tifa felt that his waist was almost broken and his breathing was not smooth. "Why is this person so hooligan?" The woman's blank mind was only this sentence, "What should I do
Do it?" This is the next thought.
The woman struggled desperately, but the man hugged harder. In the end, the great priest Saint Tifa finally couldn't help but use magic. The eighth level magic "Holy Light Exit" was enough to seriously injure the unprepared weak magician.