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No one answered.

Only the cruel and endless killings are answered!

Blood, pain, howling, filled with **** nights...

......

In a short while, the locust-like crowd retreated.

Leave the body everywhere.

The original broken wall could not see the wall. Three or two pieces of wood were inserted there alone, telling that there were some demon people here and once lived here.

After the Lingbao Continental Era, the two demons of the shemale, from the massacre of the mountain wolf tribe, opened the curtain...

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The illusion of the face left the son's flicker in the king's house and went home.

With Jimo, it explains the situation of the Wang family.

"Well, the lady is doing well, it is time to practice this kid."

There is some worry about the illusion, "I am afraid that he is too early, Hui will hurt..."

It is the moment of noon, the sun outside is white, but here, there is nothing.

It is like being separated into completely different spaces by the array method.

Jimo is meditating in the middle courtyard. At this time, the blood is activated. Even if it is sitting, it is also several tens of meters high. Like the ancient gods, the golden face is human, the prestige is sturdy, and the solemnity is solemn.

"Don't worry, he is not an ordinary child. What we have to do is to have confidence in him."

The sound is as old as the gods, with the sky and the age.

Under the state of transformation, the Moya's style of pulling the wind, the illusion of the face before the adaptation, and now quickly adapt.

This is in the modern, like Transformers, cool and pull the wind, unlike her awakening blood, is a layer of aperture on the body, the size has not changed.

"Well, don't bother the husband to practice, I will sort out the space and give the chick a tomorrow's medicinal diet..."

Jimo’s majestic eyes turned to the illusion, “Well, don’t forget to make room before the evening, the husband and wife must be trained every day.”

The illusion is a red face, oh!

Jimo Ya said that the husband and wife warfare skills are rare and rare, and it’s not a secret technique. You are blushing.

Also, the mysterious teacher, it should be an old face thicker than the city wall, how is it still shy.

Too calm, cultivation is not deep enough!

I suddenly got into the space in front of the body figure of Jimo.

After a while, my face returned to normal.

I looked at the Lingbao cultivation room and it was empty.

Going out again, the two Lingbao are in the honey fruit forest, stealing the honey wine that she had buried in the forest before, and the empty wine jars around her are already quite a lot.

It doesn't matter. These two drinks are too much, and their body shape is not small. Especially Feng Lingbao is too big to sweep away the many fruits in the forest.

The output of honey fruit is not high, and it was ruined by the two big spirits.

Seeing the illusion of coming in, the small leaf Lingbao disguised as a honey fruit tree.

The target of Feng Lingbao is too big, too conspicuous, no place to hide, has been exposed.

Anyway, it has already been exposed. It decisively squats on the tree that the leaves of Lingbao have made, and exposes the small leaves together.

"Master, we are celebrating the small leaves to break through the mysterious treasure and drink a little more..."

"Right right, the master, you also come to drink two altars, have been buried for some time, can drink..."

The illusion is too lazy to care about them, as long as they don't kill the tree, they can still accept it.

Ignore the two and walked straight.

Lingbao: "You are jealous, take your stinky feet out of me..."