"Good kung fu." Yan Ying was carrying his hands, and he looked at it with taste.
"Just drive him away." Mo Yao really hurt. She was just gambled, for the embarrassment of that day, for the distinction between a few months, and the unknown to thousands of times in her heart.
"I look at it, even if it is rushing, I am afraid that I won't go." It can be more than the fierce fighting of the twelve film guards.
On her body, it is obvious that Harahong did not really make full effort.
interesting!
Except for his old man, he has never met such a strong man. [
He really provoked him, and he was about to move.
"Emperor?" Wen Ruo Ruo was looking at him, and suddenly he had more things in his hand, but he looked down but saw Yan Ying's coat. He took a cold sword from his guard's hand and held his left hand.
"The hand is a bit itchy, just go to go, protect the mother -in -law and the county owner." Yan Ying flew up. The position of his standing was immediately filled with the gap by the two guards.
Ruofn Golden Soup.
The shadow guard beside Yuan Hong suddenly disappeared. He was stressful and was about to find. I saw a touch of yellowish shadows flying at a very fast speed.
Specked in front of the mighty, "Yuan Hong, right, a long -standing talent, handsome and handsome, I do n’t know if the ability under the hand can be worthy of such a good appearance."
Hearing Yan Ying and ridiculing that he was an embroidered pillow, Yuan Hong was not annoyed, his lips smiled faintly, "His Majesty Emperor Yan Yin, in Xiayuanhong, polite."
The Jianfeng, who blocked the opening of the opening insurance, was finally cautious. Unlike the attitude of the game just now, he just staggered with Yan Ying. He had a slightly tough strength to him, and he didn't wait slowly.