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The original owner thought he could complete the task, but she did not.

The seal was broken.

The original Lord also died here.

The timeline at which the first zither was at this time was before the death of the original lord.

First kite: "..."

Can you be a little later!

This way I am cool!

The kite looked at the hurricane visible to the naked eye and scared me.

Is it appropriate to deal with a delicate girl like this? !

The kite thought, she is running now?

Still sealing this stuff?

Sealing is so troublesome...

Still run.

The hurricane is like a conscious, seeing the initial zither, immediately turning the direction and attacking her.

First kite: "!!"

Don't come over!

The hurricane hit it straight.

Silver light is now.

The first kite fell from the silver light to the ground, and looked up and saw the wind split into numerous winds.

The behavior of the kite seems to provoke this hurricane.

The wind of division began to grow.

First kite: "!!"

call--

The hurricane crossed the front of the kite.

The first kite body is constantly dodging, avoiding from the gap, and the hurricane is blowing on the face. She seems to smell a strong **** smell.

The first kite reached out and touched the blood.

Broken... broken phase? !

damn thing!

The first kite looks at the round altar that is a few steps away.

Before the hurricane swept again, she stepped on the altar.

The people of the gods said that it is true that they must use the power of God to seal.

The original Lord was about to seal successfully, but suddenly someone attacked her, leading to the current situation.

These hurricanes came out of the seal.

If the hurricane is really intelligent, see the kite rushing to the altar, and suddenly it will be anxious.

Headless flies generally continue to impact the past.

However, around the kite, there is an invisible barrier that separates the hurricane.

The kite looked down at the altar.

The altar is made of a material similar to white jade, with a pattern on the surface.

The first kite honed for a moment and felt a bit like a dog?

What is this seal?

At this point, light overflowed from the nicks of the pattern, as if something had to break through the altar.

"咔嚓-"

When the kite stepped on, cracks began to appear.

The first kite retreats and the cracks extend along her movement.

First kite: "..."

It’s over.

The things inside are coming out!

The behavior of the first kite brain flashed quickly before the original master.

She jumped off the altar.

The sound of screaming keeps ringing.

The light on the altar is growing.

The first kite quickly followed the practice of the original master, and the spell stabilized the altar.

However, the speed of the altar crack did not slow down. There was a raised object in the center of the altar.

The first kite took the silver line and hit it directly.

The things in the altar had not yet come out, and they were suddenly sucked by the silver line.

In the meantime, the first kite seems to see a dog's head...

But that is just a flash of the picture.

The first kite quickly printed.

The altar shines brightly, and the cracked lines gradually recover.

The hurricane around it seems to be unwilling to be awkward, making a squeaking noise, and the head of the kite is sore and full of brains.

It was her distraction for a while, and the altar began to vibrate again.

It is like something hitting the altar below.

The kite quickly condensed.

The silver line entwined the altar, and the dull percussion sounded.

Until the altar is restored.

The first kite felt that the body was hollowed out and was too tired.

Fortunately, the altar has returned to normal.

She is slightly relieved.

However, this tone has not been loose, and the back is a cool.

Silver light flew past her cheek and hit the hurricane behind.

The hurricane split into two strands, one wrapped around the silver line, and one directly hit the kite.

The kite just consumed so much power. At this time, the body was imaginary, and the hurricane slammed over. Although the kite was avoided, the foot was still slipping, and the whole person slammed on the altar.

The pair of eyes portrayed on the altar.

The eyes suddenly stunned.

First kite: "!!!"

Will... move! Live!

Become fine! !

The kite calmed down and took a deep breath.

Nothing was seen.

Nothing was seen.

She jerked up and turned her facelessly, calmly stroking her hair and patted her clothes.

Perhaps because the altar was re-sealed, the hurricane was smashed by the silver line and gradually dissipated into the air.

The kite felt the wind blowing over her skirt and slowly wrapped around her wrists and cheeks.

Like the softest wind in the spring, gently licking the cheeks and disappearing in a flash.

The whole space is quiet.

The heart of the kite is very broken.

How can I be so bad!

How can I be so bad!

Why do you want me to be so pitiful!

Is there any point of public morality!

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After half an hour.

The first kite has no image on the altar, and the small face is full of seriousness and seriousness, as if thinking about the big things in life.

At the beginning of the zither, the heart is always indifferent.

How can I leave this ghost place! ?

When I came in, it was the other gods who led the way. She didn't know how to come in.

As a result, the group of people dropped themselves and ran.

Therefore, in the original memory, there is no way to go out.

She just tried to walk a distance forward, and as soon as she did not go far, she returned to the altar.

Forget it.

Take a nap and say it.

She is so tired.

The kite not only has to sleep, but she still has to sleep well.

Take a chair out of the space and place it next to the altar.

Lying up to close your eyes, there was no movement.

Sleep in seconds!

[...] When did Miss Sister plug in?

and many more!

Miss sister, is this place suitable for sleeping?

Not afraid of something running out to get rid of you? !

The King did not know whether the Tucao’s own sister was big, or whether she was overconfident.

When the kite is sleeping, it feels that the power in the body is automatically recovering.

So she slept more comfortably.

In a quiet space.

The altar is like a giant beast lying on the ground, next to a chair, lying a little girl.

The picture is unreasonable and somewhat strange.

I don't know how long it took, the little **** the rocking chair slowly opened her eyes.

The cold and cold scorpion is like the most pure stream in the world, allowing people to see their souls.

The blind man looked at the void quietly.

Scratch, gently lick it.

The little girl sat up in the chair.

She first went to the altar to take a look.

Just staring at the altar, the eyes that were portrayed.

There is no movement.

It seems that it was her illusion before.

[Miss sister, do you know how long you have slept? The sound of the king's voice sounded.

The first kite is cold and indifferent.

How long can it last?

Can't you have a thousand years?

[...] That didn't: [You slept for three months. 】

Oh.

I am a god, what is it like to sleep for three months?

Sleeping for a few hundred years is not a problem.

It’s good not to be defeated.

The kite slid back and went to sleep.

[... Miss sister! ! 】

The king snarls.

[Please leave here, ok? 】You stay here, how to complete the task? ! Can you be a bit motivated!

I do not.

[Miss sister! 】 The king number takes a deep breath, can not be angry, she is the host, to smile service, to have quality: [you do not want to go out, I will also give you a task, Miss sister, please do not force me. 】

First kite: "!!"

Who is pushing who is it!

I don't want to sleep!

Are you a devil? !