Daqin evildoer

Looking at him in a thrive: "Why do you want to find a master."

"Because he will re-give you fate!" Camps smiles.

There is a illusion that the thief of this thief has become a woman between this thief, but she is looking at it, still cautiary.

The rogue did not speak, but turned around.

Dance some incredible, with the spleen of the rod, it is difficult to find the opportunity to get along with yourself, even if you don't dare to move your feet, but you will also take the opportunity to tune your own.

Especially when watching yourself, it is something that he dreams of. But he left, waved sleeves, and did not take a cloud.

Looking at the door, it is a lonely and bleak, which is very uncomfortable.

If the rod is true, the land of the fate being held in the hands has been broken, but who is, in the manipulation of his destiny, Xuanzang, Sin, and the teacher or a son.

And another problem, it has also emerged, and they are dead.

She suddenly emerged as a black spell, with her fox, her brain, a blank mess, seems to have remembered a lot, but I can't think of something.

Her homes went to the door, and the probe saw an eye, just when she was ready to close the door, a thorn sword light is straight from the roof!

Cyan tiles flying, dust, straight, day. And the Guanghua is so dazzling, as if it will be absorbed by the glory of the sun, it seems that the whole time and space have been separated from the deep gap, and the white walls of the city, the arch bridge, the arch bridge, one instant Torn into pieces of crumble. !

The pupil is not self-contraction, and the sword is smart, and the sword is restored to a light blue sword, the sword is like a grass, and there is no Jianfeng.

However, a bone murderous gas is from Jian Feng, and it seems that the surrounding air is condensed into a cold ice.

Under the urgency of the dance, the body was retired, and the jade was aligned with the roof, and a series of silver needles were short, just like a blast.

However, the trend of the long sword did not change, the sword jitter saved the sword and flew the first silver needle.

On the top of the top, a green tile, but blocked, and spinned to the dancing.

The dance body is in the retreat, and it will change several stones during the period, but still did not avoid the chasing of Qingwa, slamming, and the green tiles are squatting on her chest.

Qingwat, the dance also spurted a blood, the body as a broken kite, fell back to the middle of the house, the temperature and fragrant garde, the smashing was smashed.

Unexpectedly, a thin tile, under the mobility of the other sterings, it would be heavy than the boulder heavy hammer.

It is not light from the injury, and it is barely supports the body and looks up to see to the door.

Deep night, with a purple skirt woman holding sword.

Three feet of hair completed a plate snake hair on the top, and the oblique color is very light. In the night, such as cat eyes, it can be seen, but it seems to be shrouded this layer of black fog. And this black fog seems to swaying gently with her Miaolian, spreading to the body, seems to be in the night.

Dance cough, cover your heart: "Who are you."

The path of the purple skirt did not answer, watching her for a long time, touched the mouth, floating a strange smile. The long sword in the hand is slanted, and the eyebrows of the Niegou. "One"

Dance.

"II!" The ethereal voice continued, and her cat generally picked slightly, it seems to be waiting for. .

Chapter 0667

During the king, she is a two or two, after her number to three, it is ruthlessly.

The battle between killers, there is no battlefield to kill, the tragicity of the Maul, and only a cold body left.

And this purple skirt woman is like a spirit cat, a mouse.

Although I am not willing, I have made realistic, and I bite the teeth: "I don't know who you are, but I know that you are a madman, even if you kill me, kill everyone, and finally you will assassinate Death, this is the fate of all killers. "

The purple skirt woman looked at her and gradually emerged from the face covered by the dark.

Dance, the smile can not see if it is a fake, but a pure happiness, similar smile she only saw it on the face of , it is a happy killing.

Don't she know that the fate of the killer is only ruthless.

Dance is still hesitant, the purple skirt woman is slightly spit, the three words are finally exported, but listening to the dance ear is yet.

The cyan sword in her hands is like an angry dragon, sweeping towards dancing, ice cooling with brutal breath over the room, the furnishings in the room, Liang Zhu, once they were swept by the sword , Immediately become a tubic powder ~.

Only this sword will open the entire room, brick stone tile - gravel is like a heavy rain.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't say a word from the way, and did not step into the house price. Let the surrounding wolf borrowed, she stood in the ruins, they did not move.

Her eyes, staring at a gavpet that is torn into two halves. The following is below, but it is a dark hole, and there is no trace from the dance.

"This woman is interesting!" She finally spit a few words.

The chicken sputum, the neighbors surrounded, and they have rushed out of the hunter, and they have become a group, and several old people have run to report, but some women refer to the point, no one dares to go before.

More and more people are surrounded, and the water is unreasonable.

The purple skirt is standing in the crowd, there is no expression on his face, the same eyes are the same eyes, staring around the air, looking for the whereabouts of dancing, she suddenly stopped the action and turned out.

The crowd "" has let the people open a way, let her leave.

Fu Yiling City was treated by a small river. The source of the stream lies in the mountains. At first, it was just a trickle, but it turned into the rock of the city to become a small number of small rivers.

The river spared a large circle, and the city owner, the only inn, and then bought it, and then toward the east.

The people in the city are drinking water, and they are all in this river.

And the lives of the rental rent, this is the small river, the water is not large, the water is extremely slow, the two sides are jungle, a round market is located in the jungle, the place is quiet, the scenery is also very beautiful.

The rain is scattered, the moon is also open, leaving a curved crescent in the small river.

Suddenly, the crescent in the water was broken, and there was a laughter in the water, and the calm water appeared in a mess, then a pale and beautiful face.

During the hands of the stone, the stone steps on the shore, the breathing of the big mouth, she tried to breathe, and hurry up every moment to restore physical strength. Then, the crawling crawled up and walked to the Nimango not far away.

She has exhausted, and she must find the hiding place as soon as possible and treat the internal injuries on the body.

That piece of tiles did not penetrate her cyan treasure, but the hot weather that was hooded by the purple dress.

This is a subtle killer who counts everything.

It can be said that it is for so many years, and the enemy will only be seen.

She did even start suspicion, she used the company's eyes, knowing all the furnishings in the house, and even told myself a cruel reality.

In your own spirit, kill yourself.

If you don't leave a retreat in advance, I am afraid it will die under her sword.

There is a long silk door on the wooden door of the rice. It is dressed between the wooden frame and the door, and now the silk is still, and the dance is loose, unspeak the silk, reached out, the body is Unable to balance, heavy falling on a bunch of straw.