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If it were found above, there would be no punishment.

However, the host is not very good-tempered now, and Xiao dare not say.

Just look like you haven't seen anything.

If you can, go in.

It knows nothing.

Just when Su Yan was about to get Xiaohong in.

Suddenly, he saw a hand stick out from the magma.

Burning exposed the bones.

A face also became coke, crawling out little by little.

Su Yan's face didn't float, he just looked at it that way.

Nan Ming whispered

"To kill me, you're not ready yet."

The tearing sound sounded like something was scratching the wall, which was very uncomfortable.

He crawled towards Su Yan.

Su Yan stood there.

Waiting quietly for him.

The floret is held by the host.

A little persuasive.

Hey ... **** fire is very powerful.

Don't burn it to death? ?

The more he thought about it, the more he was afraid.

Fortunately, it has a wit head.

"Host! Host! Knuckle whistle, you still have a thumb whistle !!

So, if the fire of **** hits it, will it burn the flowers to ashes? ? "

Xiaohua said tangled.

Su Yan thought of the woman before her death.

Between the gods, they saw batches of people in black robes appearing in front of Su Yan's eyes, filled with the screams of heartbreaking ghosts.

The sky floated, almost instantly, and the water around her was leaking.

The whole underworld wants to keep her here.

She wanted to destroy the entire underworld.

I don't know what it is.

The murderous heart in this heart was excited.

Xiaohong saw that things were bad.

Immediately came to Su Yan, and then appeared gyro-shaped, wrapped Su Yan wrapped around to protect.

Xiao Hong snorted

"Fizzing hissing !!"

Looks prestigious.

Fortunately, no one spoke.

As soon as I spoke, I was afraid that the tone of milk and milk would be exposed.

Followed by, a harsh voice spread through this large area.

For a while, a harsh whistle.

Su Yan clutched that half of his phalanx.

Suddenly.

All the ghosts that appeared appeared to be affected.

There was confusion.

Qi Qi flew towards Nan Ming.

The tear-like cry of grievances inspires the most painful and hateful things deep inside.

Nan Ming froze, and Qi Qi stepped back.

When Su Yan blew the whistle, he clicked.

The other side of the flower gardenia in his hand broke.

The next second, Su Yan felt that his consciousness was disappearing.

Her hands clung tightly to the little red snakeskin.

As soon as Xiao Hong was taken in, Su Yan disappeared the next second.

With a click, the mule fell to the ground, seemingly losing its former edge.

Just like glass, it was torn apart.

Never before.

And in the underworld.

Li Gui was released and Qi Qi attacked toward Nanming.

The fire of **** devoured the last piece of land.

The entire underworld fell into this magma hell.

A sea of ​​fire.

Flooded with despair.

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Spring breeze, willow, after rain, Jiangnan water village.

This gentle place rarely sees the busy traffic and high-rise buildings in the city.

Su Yan sat in a teahouse.

A black suit with hair tied behind him.

With his head down, he is drinking the freshly brewed tea.

Next to it was a briefcase.

She was black, and she was very capable.

The teenager sitting opposite her looked like sixteen or seven.