However, I heard a short scream, and the contents of the sheet were really not suitable for children!

The face of the sub-season is redder, and the arms that hold Lu Yiqian are also very hot!

At this moment, he really let go of her, not letting it. The tail swayed up and down against her legs, showing the uneasiness and shame in his heart.

Lu Yiqian was scratched by the tail, and the young boy behind him held her too tight, and the movement was inconvenient. I couldn't help but catch the constantly moving tail: "You can let me go first."

Who knows that behind the silver-haired lion head, a burst of oppressive low-pitched, holding her arm is tighter.

The tail is one of his sensitive points. With the previous stimulation and the hug, he is now being held by Lu Yi, and suddenly he has a whole body.

He blushes and bury his head in the neck of Lu Yiqian, asking lowly: "Master, thousand, please, don't push me away."

Lu Yiqian did not expect such a thing to happen, but did not expect that there would be such a big reaction in the sub-season. Under the gaze of the young girl’s strange eyes, he also slightly blushed. Although I have seen it, I feel the sub-season now, but it is another matter. Indeed... it is hard to say.

"Pinch my tail..." The season is so drunk, I feel very good at the moment, so hold her, so satisfying!

Lu Yan thousandly consciously pinched the silver hook tail, and the sub-season was trembled.

Lu Hao was suddenly looking black.

"Yes, I am sorry." The face of the child was red and his eyes were drunk: "But, it's so comfortable..." The lips rubbed her long neck and left a tiny kiss.

Lu Hao was awkward.

She looked at the **** of death sideways, and the **** of death looked at her with a gaze. She was apologetic and said sorry, but the **** of death slammed up and kissed her lips.

Suddenly, the strong unmatched current runs through the body of death, and the kind of instigation that the owner has, echoes in his body.

He doesn't want anything, as long as he is owned by the owner.

"Amount..." The sky screamed and yelled: "No harm, no harm!" But he opened his fingers and looked at it.

Lu Yiqian was speechless. She didn't really think that the mission would be like this. She was like a sandwich cake. She was caught by the **** of death and the season, and couldn't tell what it was!

Hey, I blame the moon tonight, too big and too round, too tempting, all the troubles of the moon!

Just, feel the burning flames of the two people before and after, how should she pour out!

The suffocating atmosphere lasted for a long time, and the two men calmed down. The sub-season is embarrassed, and the **** of death, he does not care. In the end of the season, I still remember what it is now. Some things can't be impulsive. Death does not care where it is, but he can take care of Lu Yiqian. He knows that there are things that can't be done at this time. You have to find a quiet, private place. The place to get along with the beloved master.

Both of them were red-faced and followed by Lu Yiqian.

Lu Yiqian carefully observed the men and women on the bed, no breathing, no heartbeat, no life characteristics.

But the strange thing is that they all have strange smells on the body of the two people. If it is not Lu Jian, who is a Creator, he has a special sensibility to the soul and will never find it.

The state of these two people can be said to be either dead or dead or dead.

This has been the case with five or six companies.

Lu Yiqian walked on the streets of the Sky City, and the whole city was quiet. Although the road was full of lights, the city was beautiful, but because the whole street was silent, it was dead and lively, and it was completely lively. Two extremes.

The sky suddenly fell to the ground, holding his arm, his head buried in his arm, and his body was shaking.

Lu Yiqian suddenly felt that this boy was very pitiful. He was the only "awake" person in the city, but he was also the only alien. He had not been able to act in the past few years, and when he came out at night, he waited for him. Dead, this is painful and lonely!

She patted the teenager's shoulder and said: "Stand up, the road is still very long, even if the front is full of thorns, we have to go."

The sky was slightly trembled, and the crying that had been suppressed was getting bigger and bigger. For so many years, for the first time, someone gently patted his shoulder and encouraged him. He jerked up and rushed into the arms of Lu Yiqian: "Here, there is no road ahead, no future, take me away, take me out of here, beg you..." The young man asked sadly and desperately.

"Well, I have accepted the Sky City Fierce Beast, and I will take you away," Lu said. This is the purpose of her coming here, isn't it?

Sky seems to have no feelings about her obedience to the big beast. Instead, she is surprised at a certain question: "Are you not coming for the treasure of the Sky City?"

Lu Yiqian couldn't help but laugh: "What is the use for me?"

It’s incredible that the sky suddenly smashed the **** eyes.

The sky is in the face of the teenager, 13 or four years old, wearing a top-breaking face mask. This hat is also a weapon for him to hide his appearance. He often bows his head and often cannot see clearly when he looks down. His appearance, now holding his head high, his appearance, will be clearly displayed. Two delicate eyebrows, a pair of grape-like eyes, although the face is a little dirty, but it is very delicate, and the body is relatively small, mainly due to malnutrition.

"You didn't come for the treasure?" The young man said that he couldn't accept it. He said in a hurry: "You are lying to me, do you want to leave me? I have a lot of money, as long as you take me away, all Money is yours!" He stared straight at Lu Yiqian. He had met many people who came outside. When they heard this sentence, they often gave up falsehood and asked him how much money he had. She... How about this!

However, Lu Yiqian only looked at him shallowly, and walked away. She wore a long sword and wore a black leather armor. Walking in the night, she turned this desolate and slightly strange night and became practical.

The **** of death and the season of the child keep up with the words, let the Buddha keep their day, follow their land, and follow their entire world.