Apocalypse: Counterattack of a Cannon Fodder

Since the cool, I have to shut up, stand up, bent over, suddenly hold the back of the Jungja, I will pass through the Kleal's legs, the golden arm is the same, suddenly tightened, next second Hold the entire Boker hosted!

Juejue is unprepared. It is dizzy by this painful and stimulating, black, and a brain is smashed in the chest of the millet. It hurts the stalks.

Since the cool body is stiff, the weather is gradually hot, the clothes wearing the clothes are single, Jungjer is in his chest, and the breath of breath, every breath is all sprayed in the skin, wet Wet, warm, exciting, the blood is screaming, the heart is like a kitten who has passed the general, crispy, Ma Ma, let him take a sense of the man who is conscious.

It is too long to solve it, so will it be so sensitive at this moment? Can you feel it?

Sorpsy, I thought I thought, I think it is very likely that he is a mature man, no matter when, the eagerness of the body will not disappear.

When I was in the heart of the heart, I suddenly felt that there was a temperature on his feet. That was the blood of Juejue. He is bleeding. And a lot.

Jue Jue is also a person who is perseverance. Otherwise, he cannot maintain such a rigorous style in the end of chaos.

After he has been in the initial pain, he went back to the quarter, and he didn't forget the situation ourselves.

He breathed his mouth, and he was so wet, and the sound of sound was weak: "Let me ...."

No matter what time, his proud self-esteem, he did not allow him to be hugged by a man, he couldn't look directly at himself.

Sori Yingying did not move, looked at the three-fork roots whose eyes were full of blood, and estimated the length of the longest tree root in the middle, and the iceberg face, couldn't help but frown at this moment.

The Khajer holds the chest of the shelves with hands, so that you will not be as ugly like a woman in his arms.

Since the red arm arm, the movement of Junjue is a bit dissatisfied. He also wants to experience the feeling of smashing, and Junjue has left his chest.

"Shui -" This shake, Juejue has a soft hand, and then falls into the chest of the casing. The warm breathing continues to spray on the chest of the sole.

At this moment, I didn't think that my mouth, I didn't think that his mouth is slightly smoldering, but I have a shallow smile, but I will pass away. If someone sees, I will definitely think that I am a flower.

"Your butt is bleeding." Sohole is like this, walking on the edge of the woods.

Junjue knows that So-Liangying is truth, just, how can I listen to this? I always feel weird.

"You ... let me go down, I can go ... I can go." Junju bite.

"I don't know if there is a woman with a sanitary cotton." Soho is very serious about thinking.

Junjue first glance, then reacting, "Hey!"

Following the airy of a furious punctuation on the chest of the rose.

Juejue feels that he uses all the best, but with his situation at this moment, this punch is impossible to threaten such a soft punch, as if directly smashing the horses, he stops Footsteps, look down on the man who is angry with him, may be angry, the golden face is red, and the blood is angry, each breathing, there will always be bloody draft, dripping on the ground On the leaves, let the Boak's face is like a fire.

In this case, what is the one, and then said that it is so straightforward, Junjue can't wait to kill him directly!

Sori Ying stared at him for a while, and suddenly said that there was no expression: "Do anyone say, are you very delicious?"

"Ah?" Junjue suddenly felt that his smart brain was a bit not enough. Is the Bird's brain and a family?

"Elite array of men, do not have a good thing, always have a bamboo, everything is in the hands, treat people's cold and courteous, never let yourself have any mistakes, suddenly feel that such a man is pressed under the body, I don't know what kind of expression will be exposed. "

Juejue looked at him in a mistake, suddenly said: "Do you have sick?"

Then struggle, "Let me down! Let go!"

Jubi deeply felt that he had met a neuropathy. He never thought that the trial of the trial will be a guy who is "Flying Eagle", it will be a neuropathy!

The arms of the solematism are very stable, and there is still no extra expression on his face. "Don't move, do you want to be light?"

The cold look sweeps on the thighs of Junlu light, and the Jue is like being licking the snake. It is a shock, and it really doesn't dare to move again.

He forced himself down, the brain quickly turned, and the analysis of the solemn, what is the true true, or is it just scared? Although he has seen it, he never said to him, this man is a coffin face all day, and the facial contour is very handsome, but he is the same as a sick with a sick. Blood color, very few people dare to approach him, even if it is the case, there is no reason to have a problem with the brain?

After the analysis of Kung Jue, I conclude that this soil-hearted brain should have no problem, then there is only one possibility - he has bad habits!

For example, seeing blood is crazy, or you can't see others seriously.

No matter which one, now I can't anger this guy, Jungp is not his opponent when I am finished, let alone is still hurt now, but there is no war.

Khajer, in order to not stimulate this guy, I have to endure swallow: "Let me down, I want ... Troukay ..."

In this way, how did he see people in the future? I can't even have work, people don't think he is a metamorphosis.

This time, she is unreasonable, and I will go to an empty place, let the surroundings within five steps, only put the kill.

"Do you stand?"

Juejue two feet, one paint, a drill heart pain immediately spun the brain, Juejue thought he stabilized, and resolutely not support the cool blue, but there is no such thing as a support, nearest The tree is in five steps. King Jue is like this, and she is absolutely deliberate!

So-desolation is a straight standing next to him, just helping him.

Hold him, support the tree, no.

The Juejue is rushing, and the wound under the body is very deep. It is very hard. Don't say it, it is absolutely impossible, but it's just that he is like a stop, as if the blood in the body is fell out, , the blood flows from the thigh, it is too like that.

Since the cold, I don't avoid it, I look at his legs, and I've been serious: "Sure enough, you need to find a woman to borrow sanitary cotton."