The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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Haven't thought about the two tricks, that is, the fool can also see that this sand man's strength is not inferior to the cousin, but also his cousin forced to retreat?

Suddenly anxious, I want to go to help, the strength is not enough.

Don't go up and help, where can you stand by? Anxious face is white.

Turn your head and look for an illusion to find an idea. At first glance, people are gone?

If you look at it again, you will be able to make a slap in the face of the people who have cut off the people.

Murong Connaught is not stupid, can let the illusion of the face ignore the cousin safety, and sure that this sand person is a big opportunity, and there is no danger.

The eyes are also bright at once, but the heart is not grievous.

Cousin now has only this gimmick in his heart, and this kind of good thing does not even remind himself that if this girl really marries her cousin, I will be afraid of it later--

Murong Jinuo did not dare to think deeply, reluctantly suppressed his inner fears, and went to the sand people.

Jimo and the illusion can understand the role of the sand people, and the rest of the elites, especially the gods, will naturally understand soon.

The sand people who were shunned by everyone at a time became a hot commodity.

There are also a large number of people in the sand, basically able to meet everyone's needs, each person to find a sand person, it can not be divided into more energy.

The Baili Ziyan was vomited by the sand people, and it was black in front of him, which was a little unsupported.

The sand people can not have the heart of pity and jade, and after a successful move, the latter move is more fierce.

Baili Zixiao has long noticed a few figures in the vicinity, one of which is amazed by Shangqiu Mengqian.

He has always been uncomfortable with himself, and he has ridiculed himself in his words. He also wants to sing the sorrowful face of the singer, clearly deliberately against himself.

Especially at this moment, after seeing his own vomiting blood, he not only did not go forward to help, but also slowly pulled out a smile, it seems that he was very happy and happy.

Let the Baili Zixiao get angry and almost spit out a liter of blood. This Shangqiu Mengqian is too much. He is a holy woman in the Holy Court. It is not a good idea to give face in the weekdays.

This critical moment, actually stood by and looked too cold.

Reluctantly and evading the attack of the sand people, Baili Ziyan only felt that the spiritual power was not good, and then dragged on, I am afraid that it will be accounted for here today.

Heartless, staying in the green hills, not afraid of not burning wood.

First save the life, wait for yourself to go out and raise the injury, these people who scorn themselves, offend their own, and then clean up one by one.

Trying to squeeze a smile on his face, Baili Ziyan makes his voice more delicate: "Shangqiu son, this sand person is really weird and brutal, and asked the son to look at the Holy Court, help one or two. ”

Shangqiu dreams slowly and slowly, and the ridiculous smile on his face does not hide: "The level of the Holy Court is not as good as one year, and you can mix a saint as you." Is it the back door? The sand man in the beginning of a mysterious division in the district can beat the famous saints to vomit blood, 啧啧~~”

He shook his head and said, a sigh.

The face of Baili’s purple face was white and white, although she knew that she was showing her weakness in her own voice.

The words of Shangqiu Mengqian still made her feel humiliated. From her time, she was always held in the palm of her hand. When she grew up, she was admired by everyone.

After not mentioning becoming a saint, it is simply a brain-scarred powder. She said that the sun is square, and the brain powder can look at the heavenly day and say that the saint is right.