.... One-exactly the same.

"Ah." Mr. Dark--step-by-step, slowly walked towards Tang Yue: "Is it possible, just an approximation?"

"It's impossible." Tang Yan shook his head and said silently: "I asked myself if my internal studies were good. But I have suffered from colds since I was young, and I have never been against the cold. Even if it is the internal strength of the Yang world, I may admit it. Kinichi-Absolutely not.

"How can this be done? \ 'SMi-

Mr. An is still smiling, and through the cloth, he can still directly feel his cold metal blade, but at this time it is stuck on Tang's neck. Di Yuan Long Tu, even if separated by a layer of cloth, still has the ability to bow.

"Will I have to kill you?"

It is a pity that Mr. Dark said, "Is it bad to live? Why do you have to die? Do you still want revenge?"

Tang Yan was silent for a while before he said: "The revenge cannot be honoured ... the ground ... this revenge is not counted. '

"Yes. It's the temper of a manly husband. If I met him ten years ago, I wouldn't let go of your talent. Unfortunately, now I can only make you stand out as a ghost.

The edge of the blade deviated a little, and then --- Swing can cut off Tang Yan's first level. Suddenly humane.

"The big boss told me to leave it alone and take responsibility for-the thing.-Keep an eye on this old thing. I still want to be a fan of the house. What a big boss is. What a surprise, I really caught a big rat.

SF 牡 '' \\ play

The voice came out, and Mr. Dark's figure drifted. The smoke was turned into dust inside the chamber, and Tang Xuan could hardly believe that the world was so skillful. Then came three or two unusually fast fighting sounds, and saw-Dao Gray Shadow flying in, feeling rather embarrassed, but not who Hong Jiu was.

"Brother Hong?"

Hong Jiu panted as he panted.

"Yeah, yeah, I still recognize relatives at this time. Can I give you a second wife?

"I didn't expect that there was someone secretly spying on it. It is indeed a good way for rivers and lakes to call it" Hidden Hero. "Mr. An slowly returned to the room. There is no passage here, and the exit blocked by him has become a dead end.

"Humph.

Hong Jiu sneered: "Who do you take me Hong Jiu? Am I as good as this group of young and young people? No one can kill you with me?"

Mr. Dark also sneered-sound: "Even if you have it, what can you do?

The people at the door followed with a sneer.

"And how about me?

Mr. An turned his head back by mistake and saw a tall young man stepping forward.

His long hair was scattered: a black sword was worn around his waist;

Mr. Dark--Oh, it took a moment to slowly spit out three words: ... Ming is not true.

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