Double back to the moon, smiled and said: "Now you must not only press you, I will go to the Pope, long after I go back."

"You don't hate the Temple of Light, why don't you leave?" Shan Feiyang asked.

"Hey, the Temple of Light is going to deal with her, I can't help but watch it." The double smiles like the moon, as if he had just cut off human flesh.

she was? Who is she? Is it... "Why are you, she will not understand your painstaking efforts." Shan Feiyang said.

"You are really sensitive, I just said it." Double as the moon beckoned: "Go."

It is better to ruin something that you hate.

Single Feiyang complexly looks at the back of the double moon, the Temple of Light and the Temple of Darkness are in the same water, but no one knows that he and the son of light are actually friends... I hope you can get happiness, friends...

A few days later, an extremely exciting news spread throughout the mainland, the bright pope, the son of the brightest son succeeded to be the current pope.

He is the last pope of the Temple of Light in the magical dance continent...

Turn your eyes back.

However, Lu Yiqian and others were properly placed in the silver blue and took over the **** mission. On the same day, the names of Lu Yiqian and the demon red were spread throughout the group, and the number of people signing up for the same task increased exponentially.

Lu Yiqian was afraid of the red demon, and insisted on a room with him.

By the way, you can also find out why the light **** has to get him.

Lu Yiqian is preparing to speak, and the demon suddenly asks: "Do you think I am a burden?"

Just Lu Haoqian took him out of the encirclement of the man, and he has repeatedly provoked countless troubles, she should be annoyed...

"Amount?" Lu Yiqian did not know how to answer, had to ask: "How do you think so?"

The demon red turned his head and did not speak for a long time.

Lu Yiqian touched the nose, some stunned, this man's temper is awkward?

At this moment, Lu Yiqian’s Mind Platform uploaded a message from the Elf Master Tree: “Master, the Dragon sent a greeting.”

The dragons, like the elves, rarely appear in the human eye.

Dragon, is a nobleman in Warcraft. They naturally absorb magical powers and are close to the five elements. They are powerful and can fly. They are extremely lethal and are the meat grinders on the battlefield.

Any dragon can grow up to 20 stars even if it is not used. If you work hard, you can grow to 50 stars. If you work hard, you will grow to 70 stars. There is no limit to the future.

There are many kinds of dragons, and the best of the most noble talents is the golden dragon.

The number of dragons is staggering, and many planes can see them.

The tyrannosaurus and the black dragon are very excited. How long the dragons were 100,000 years ago, and the dragons and alleys appeared in the streets and lanes. But don’t say it now, it’s hard to hear. This is the news that there are dragons, and the two dragons are excited and excited.

Excited by the two dragons, Xiao Zilong Jun Zun did not agree.

More than a natural power, than a beautiful figure, no one is better than a dragon. He is handsome, but a small reptile like a lizard, a race with Qinglong adults! Speaking of it, on a planet called Earth in the publicity, a country called China is extremely faithful to them, um, far away!

"What did the dragon say?" Lu Yiqian asked.

"They want their masters to go to the imaginary sea and they will take a while."

Since Hughes Milo became a god, the strength of the elves in the Elf City has risen sharply. In particular, the main tree of the Elf has divided the four trees of wisdom, life, war, and defense, and each has its own duties. The strength is recognized by the dragons. This is recognized by the dragons. Give Lu Hao thousands of greetings.

What is the sea of ​​vain?

The power of the white seal is there, the secret of Lu Wushuang is there, and now even the dragons invite her to go, all the clues point to the sea of ​​vain, there is really no reason not to go.

Decided, go to the sea of ​​vain!

“Have you said anything to let me do?” Lu Yiqian asked.

The elf master tree came from a dragon horn and said: "They have something to do, hope that the master will go to the details, this corner can guide the owner to find them."

Lu Yiqian throws the corner into the space bracelet, Shen Sheng: "Know it."

Do not hesitate, Lu Yiqian quickly found a lot of people to discuss.

"Master, wherever you go, I will go there." Death took the sleeves of Lu Yiqian and said.

I snorted: "Hey!"

The black hair wei ink has now become a silver hair wei, he said arrogantly: "Women, no matter where I go, I will tie you to the belt!"

Demon red for a long time, only to say: "I will go."

The evening breeze slightly frowned: "There are very few missions to the imaginary sea. There is only one mission to the border of the Song Dynasty, and it is closer to the imaginary sea."

The imaginary sea is located in the easternmost part of the Three Kingdoms, and it is tens of millions of miles. Song Guo is the closest to it.

When everyone decided on the trip, they were ready to rest early.

In Lu Yuqian’s room, there is only death and demon red.

Today, after the match with Guangming God, there was no more fight for Lu Yiqian. The **** of death was happy to hug the master to go to bed early.

Since he returned, he did not want to leave the master for a moment, especially at night, preferring to hug his master, hugged and filled with happiness. He doesn't sleep, but he likes to see the owner's feeling of sleeping, although he is often forced to fly to the sky for a few laps.

This is not, just holding the owner, he wants to come over and kiss her red lips.

How could Lu Yiqian not know his thoughts and block his lips with his fingers: "Hey, sleep."

Death did not kiss the lips, and asked for dissatisfaction with his fingers to draw on the sheets and draw pictures.

Hey, I really can't help him. Lu Yuqian caught the hand of the **** of death and clicked on his lips. He smiled and smiled.

This car is sweet and sweet, but the car is decadent and wilt.

The demon red looked at the two people on the bed, but I didn’t know whether it was sour or bitter, sweet, salty or spicy. In memory, it seems that no one has treated himself so warmly and calmly.

If you can be treated like this, how good it is...