Wang Wanfa's very angry circle of friends, the photo is a sea of flowers, the rearview mirror of the car, and there is also the flower sea that gradually goes away in the rearview mirror.
There is also a very vague photo.
That photo was taken very well. It seems to be a person who wants to forget but can't forget.
The priest glanced at it.
Yang Huhuan laughed, "Dead, and send this kind of circle of friends!"
The big priest also glanced at it.
Then hummed and laughed.
"After all, young people are still young people. Most of the time in their minds, they still think about love and love. What is necessary to think about a dead woman?"
Yang Huhuan looked again, "It turned out to be a lover who missed the dead. You are really too good in the priest. I haven't understood what he is expressing."
The big priest hummed unremittingly.
"Young people! All are trapped in love!"
Yang Huhuan glanced at the big priest secretly.
I murmured how powerful you are. The sugar mother -in -law was miserable at that time. When you die, you will be eaten by the design of the top tank.
After all in my heart, I still didn't dare to show it on my face.
The great priest's expression was excited.
It seems to have waited for this day for too long.
Turn his head and glance at Yang Huhuan.
"Let you send someone to Jiangning City, how are you staring?"
Yang Huhuan quickly said, "Large priests, you are indeed like a god. The people of our sent people have stared at these days. Today, it is found that the wife of Wang When has appeared, and a few young people of the ten guys also appeared. . ""
The big priest patted his own hem.
Two words were written lightly.
"Catch!"
Yang Huhuan thought a little, "The big priest, the emperor ..."
"The surnamed emperor is still retreating now, don't ignore it."
Seeing Yang Huhuan still wants to speak, the priest laughed, "Do you want to ask, why do you want to kill Wang Wan a lot, but others don't care?"
"right!"
"Because this king is the hard work of the surnamed emperor. In other words, even if the surname of the emperor let him die, he will not let his baby and brother die. He is still Wang Muhou's son. Dead, the emperor may be crazy.
Others are not so important in the surnamed emperor. "
Yang Huhuan nodded and didn't speak anymore.
... ...
Shangguanyu poured a cup of tea and handed it to Honglian.
"Didn't you go?"
Honglian lived tea, "I was going to go. Zhu Honglu sent me a message saying that it was the matter of doing this. I thought about it carefully, and I felt wrong. This is a trap of the emperor, a trap that calculates the entire rivers and lakes. Hum, the plot of the surnamed emperor is not small! "
Shangguanyu looked at the tea cup and looked at the king of the dark in the distance.
Look at the other side again.
Yang San'er, who is dressed as a king.
The two were almost exactly the same, so that the real people of Shangguanjie and Honglian could not be distinguished.
"What are the suits in this boy?" Honglian's real people doubted.
Shangguan Ying shook his head, "I don't know, just look at it, hum, what is the good thing taught by the emperor."
Honglian's real person glanced at Guan Guan, "Listening to this breath, have you been played by this little guy?"
Shangguanyu snorted, "I have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years. Only I play with others, who would play with me? Joke !!!"
When talking, the hands on the legs were involuntarily stuck into a fist, and the massecal muscles were peristals.
When the two are talking.
A car slowly appeared in the field of vision.
A handsome version of the lantern monk jumped off the car.
A knife in his hand glance at Yang San'er.
After seeing Yang San'er, who was exactly the same as Wang Wan, the Kuraki beast rushed towards Yang San'er madly.
Follow up.
The Kukazaki beast holds the knife.
"Meet it again with your own!"
Yang San'er turned his head, and a pair of vertical pupils were against the Kurosaki beast.
Slowly drilled out the fake evil in the sleeve, and the body was lingering with a faint evil spirit.
The expression was terrified, "You didn't die!"
The Kuomazaki beast holds the knife with a backhand.
"I couldn't kill you, I was not reconciled!"
Yang San'er raised the fake and evil, and it looked like an enemy.
The Kurosaki beast holds the knife.
"Today, I can only live with one!"
Yang San'er sneered, "I let you cut a knife first!"
Mozaki laughed.
"Since you are so confident, I have done it!"
Yang San'er disdain.
One hand was still behind.
"Kill you, just one hand!"
Kuomazaki's smile is cold.
"I like your character very much, I am angry with your words!"
A rush!
The knife flashes.
The Mozaki beast stood behind Yang San'er.
I saw Yang San'er's brain that was exactly the same as Wang Wan flew up.
In the distance, Shangguanzhang and Honglian real people were confused.
"Is this kid ... what are you doing? Fake death? Then do we need us to shoot?"
Shangguan is unknown, so it is about to speak.
I saw a fire in front of the Kenazaki Beast in a blink of an eye.
The Mozaki Beast is being stunned.
Suddenly I felt that the crisis came.
I haven't responded yet.
Broken chest!
Blood flower blooms from the heart.
It's like a blooming mandala.
The body of the Mozaki beast has two steps backwards.
Turned his head and looked at a position.
Just see that place, a figure slowly stood up.
Carrying the butcus gun.
Express a iconic smile.
A bite of blood in the mouth of the Mozaki beast, and fell down.
The real people of Shangguan and Honglian stood up, and they looked terrifying.
"That person is at least six petals, so die?"
"How is this possible?"
"Is the hot weapon now like this?"
The two people looked at the distance differently.
I saw Wang Wan folded the gun and stuffed it into the clothes again.
Give yourself a head cover.
Rub your face.
The whole person became what the Mozaki beast.
After seeing this scene, Shangguan Jie and Honglian Real person.
They all frowned.
It seems to understand what it means.
"The little fox taught by the old fox! It is really exactly the same!"
Wang Wan asked the painting leather ghost to take the body of the Renazaki beast while transporting it back now.
Squat on the ground, pretending to check Yang San'er's body.
In the distance, Yang Qiang hid in a corner, and sent the video of Yurongzaki Wang Tong Yang San'er just now to Yang Huhuan.
"Village chief! Wang Wan is dead!"
Wang Wan lifted the body in one direction, ready to bury it.
Yang Qiang found a sneak shot angle and took a video.
"Village chief, that little devil is going to bury the body."
... ...
Yang Huhuan patted his head, "The priest, I suddenly thought of one thing, Wang Wan had a gun, very powerful, can kill the master who can kill half -step, do you say that Wang Wan will fight that little devil?"
The priest shook his head, "I have seen the gun, and it can indeed kill that little devil from a long distance, but the little devil has already learned a lesson, and the close -up attack will not give Wang Deng any chance to pull the gun!
Rest assured! "
The kung fu that is talking, the mobile phone shakes.
Yang Huhhuan, who saw Yang Qiang's video, shocked.
Quickly handed the phone to the priest.
"Big priest, you are really like a god, that king is really dead!"
The great priest dismissed.
Yang Huhuan was a little twisted, and the priest glanced at it.
"Do you want that gun?"
"Yes!" Yang Huhuan smiled.
"Now that Wang is dead, the gun is yours!"
"Thank you the priests! We will arrive soon!"
The priest smiled.
After landing, the great priest went out.
Hands with both hands behind you.
Standing behind the person who was looking at the pit.
Wang Hardy dug a pit, buried still Yang San'er, who looked like Wang Di.
suddenly.
The air became sticky.
It seems that the atmospheric pressure is increasing instantly.
Wang Wan smiled.
"Big priest, it's still here!"
behind.
Dozens of meters away.
The priest heard this and shocked.
The king pulled his head and turned his head slowly, with a smile on his face.
"I wrote you the first hiding poem, have you read it?"