Mistress, I Was Wrong

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Dongfang Minghui also fed a sound-controlled ball to the Dragon God to eat. "This should be foolproof."

When they arrived, Fan Ze also brought two slightly older women over. They were three people and went straight to the front of the Minghui in the East. One of them even looked at her up and down. "You are the little girl who holds the token of the dragon?"

"In our human race, girls like me are married, but not a little girl. The two predecessors look very young, just don't know if I can see the two light energy masks? ”

"The little girl’s tone is not small."

"The two predecessors forgive me, because of the time constraints, the seniors please start." Oriental Minghui does not want to waste his tongue and is dragged in this kind of thing. When the enchantment is not refined, it will be destroyed, then it will be cry.

The two predecessors immediately sank in the gas field, and as steady as Mount Tai, they released a light-system energy cover that could cover all of them. The energy cover of another predecessor was even bigger, and the Oriental Minghui was convinced.

Suddenly, the small light that had been lifted by the tail of the pig fairy grass was smashed down from the heights and fell straight to the ground, scaring the tail of the grass of the pig fairy grass, and frightened the side and reached out to think. The person who wants to catch it.