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"Thank you aunt." Nangong North morning modest.

Mrs. Lin took out a few mini-sized bottles of fingernail size, each containing one or two drops of blood.

"North morning, this is the blood of the Baili family you want. The blood of the Baili family is not easy to get. These are the side branches. What is the use of the blood of the Baili family?"

Nangong Beichen took the blood bottle in the past. "The aunt will not have to take care of it. I am useful. Right, how is your aunt helping the girl in the morning?"

Successfully opened the attention of Mrs. Lin.

Mrs. Lin smiled and said, "You have become a god-selector and have already reported it to the Holy House. Now everyone in the eight major families knows that you have become a god-selector. The last time you wanted to get married, you are a young lady. It’s all a girl... I’m still picking it up. If it’s about beauty and strength, it’s the best for Murong’s girl.”

Nangong Beichen has a shadow on the Murong family. The death of his mother is the gift of the girl who admires the family.

However, anyway, he is not the person he likes. It is just a tool for succession. Who is not the same?

"There is Murong's home!"

Suddenly, Nangong Beichen thought of a person. "The last time I saw a girl with a beautiful woman in front of me, what is it called? It seems good..."

Mrs. Lin snorted, "Murong Connaught, outside the rumor that is to raise the public son."

Nangong North morning snorted, "This girl is warm and beautiful, aunt, just let her. Gongziya has a fascinating face, no more guilty."

Mrs. Lin does not know what the brain circuit of Nangong Beichen is. Does he not like the fantasy girl?

How do you go to Murong's girl?

It’s hard that he just can’t go with the son of the public, can’t grab his wife’s room, and grab the room. Is this method a bit off?

Mrs. Lin took back the brain circuit that drifted farther and farther and coughed. "Okay, let me send someone to try it. In the morning, you should practice well."

After Nangong Beichen waited for her to go out, she took out the blood of the illusion that the white dust had sealed him.

***

Holy City.

The Virgen Palace.

The birds are gathered together, the birds are fragrant, colorful and beautiful.

Baili Ziyan is dancing in the flowers. She is followed by her colorful Lingbao, beautiful and proud, colorful glass, and follows the steps of her master and dances.

The master and the servant jumped and jumped, extremely ecstatic, a little black air, flocking in one direction...

No one can check it.

Such as the wind, such as smoke, such as sputum, such as silk.

At the end of the song, the hundred miles of purple and sweaty, dripping and fascinating.

She turned to the direction of the Canglang Xuegong, and smiled coldly. "The willpower is surprising. It has forced the magic of the body to be suppressed, but do you think this is all right? Too naive!"

When the ink was in a coma, her color was busy for several days, not busy.

At that time, if the Jimo family did not let her close, perhaps, that Moya could make the magic pressure down, and when he woke up, the magic was eliminated.

The personal strength of Jimo is really immeasurable.

However, she was close to the body, and she also gave him a magical introduction. No matter where he is, he can control the magical introduction in his body at any time.

Wait for his magic to recur now.