The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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Nangong North morning eagle eyes flashed, "Junzi Ya, what do you say? Brother also loves the little beauty, for the little beauty to go through the fire, do not leave, do you worry about the public son more than a competitor?"

Jimo looked up at him... There was no wave on his face, and the light was amazing.

Nangong North morning has a fascinating temperament, and gradually weakened under his gaze.

Finally, Nangong North Morning Road, "Junzi Ya, you see me useless, love the heart, everyone has it, even if you kill me, I still love Xiaomeiren, I am willing to find nourishment for the little beauty The soul of the soul. When the little beauty wakes up, you and me compete fairly! Do you dare to challenge me?"

Jimo's smoldering eyes are as high as Songhua, and the air is cold and the air around them is a touch of indifference and chill.

He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He gently blew his hair on his face to cover his nose. His attitude was soft and soft, and then he went away with his illusion.

"Hey! Gongzi Ya, you haven't promised my challenge yet? Hey!! You don't agree, this son also agrees when you agree!"

Wait until the end of the ink, holding the illusion and leaving the long distance.

The white dust seal came out from the darkness, and his injuries at the time were also bandaged and looked like a mummy.

His gaze follows the Moya and the illusion...

Nangong Beichen hit him with his elbow. "How? Doesn't you admire the brother? Brother just had a war book with the son of the son, and he is not convinced that he is not convinced? If the little beauty does not follow the son, then It’s a brother, do you know? You have to go last...”

The white dust seal completely ignored him, and said to himself, "What is the nourishing soul? Good! Xiaoyan, waiting for me."

Then, flashing into the dark again, disappeared without a trace.

Nangong North morning looked at the direction of the Moya, and looked at the direction of the white dust...

"Hey, you don't take brother, what is the meaning? Be careful, Xiaomei will be a brother sooner or later!"

****

The dream month did not cross the three feet of Yu Yi.

Her cultivation is really bad. One star spirit teacher, Lingbao can hardly be used. From the palace of Jin Dazhong, it is already dead.

Her body was aging, falling at high altitude, all the bones were broken, and the blood was seven, bleeding, and I couldn't bear it. I had a pair of eyes, and I still couldn't die. I usually have a graceful appearance. When I die, how terrible is it?

There are past students to see the excitement.

what is the problem?

He was stopped by Yu Wei. "The demon people are crazy, jumping off the stairs, waiting for others to go away, and carefully infecting the demon..."

The onlookers didn’t dare to stay for a moment, and they were busy and scattered.

Not only that, but also pointing to a little bit, for fear of being contaminated with monsters.

"Live, what roads don't go, you have to go to the demon road..."

"I seem to have seen this woman, isn’t the fatter Kim Dae-jung’s recent apprentice? Jin Dazhong’s virtue, dead and sinful...”

"Go, swear, ugly can't eat!"

......

There is no such thing as a familiar dream in the Canglang Palace. This is dead, and there is no one who has a dead body.

Yu Yi also took the feather guards to complete the mission. Finally, the people of Dongming Temple came to take the corpse of the dream moon month with a broken mat and took it away.

......

Holy House, Holy School.

Inside a cave in the back of the mountain, flowers, birds, fish, insects, flowers and flowers, beautiful scenery, beautiful.

A young girl dances among the flowers, and her movements are as beautiful as the fairy. The dance is not an ordinary dance. Every movement has an indescribable elegance, more of a killing, like a blooming poisonous flower. .