Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

(Second more)

(I have been home today, I have been tidying that things have been 9 o'clock. Tomorrow should be able to write the second chapter of the countdown! I hope I will start you tomorrow!)

"It seems that you should still know the gap between us ..."

Tang Mu Chen shook his head helplessly, suddenly revealing the smile:

"You should hide us for two years before," I may wish to tell you, I am in the sea island ... that is, you can't explore the place where you have a martial art. "

Thousands of streets are calm, in fact, there are also guess in his heart ... can avoid the scouts of the Wushu, unless it is in the north of the north, the three places of the Star Trendy Forest, and the trowel big forest and extremely north The ground is the gathering place of the soul, but it is not a place where the soul can survive.

"It's hard, before coming here, I have fighting with the big priest, at sea."

Tang Mu dust passed the voice, but it was surprised to make the thousands of drapes.

"I won……"

When he said, the Taishan collapsed in front of a thousand streams, but the face was turned to change.

"It is better to win in the sea. How is it possible?"

Thousands of people have closed, and the hearts set off the big waves. The strength of the other party has arrived. What is the point of arrival ... The angel of his angels and some non-mutual means are completely do not play the opponent ... Damn, This is the pattern of the Wushu Temple, will it change because of today's battle?

There are a few points of anger, and he is more calm, and he holds an angel of the Sword, and it is vacant, and talked to the other side.

In fact, this trunteen in the mainland, because it is a god spokesperson, Poseth and Qiandao are not their own opponents, and Tang Chen's day hammer is completely restrained by himself.

Try ... The power of the hammer and the Jin Dang king are more than one point?

The answer is a golden king ... so for Tang Dust, it is not difficult to say that these poor dancers are not difficult, and now they reach the level of the title, the strength is a half-god level, can and deep sea whale One-to-one and battle.

The golden dragon claws will welcome the sharp and unparalleled holy sword. The Jinlongwang, who is soaring in the sky, showing his terrible strength in front of countless observers, and the golden flash of the horizon, endless terrible and powerful, let all people I saw a similar scenery.

......

Somewhere of the Pope.

A woman who has a smooth appearance, a bump-projection, is close to the palace, and enters the door under the guardian single knee.

Dot a light fire, burning the incenseful palace, you can see the darkness under the scene, and a person is lying quietly.

The woman is slightly hesitant, but it is firmly improving his own ideas, and the midst of murderous, staring at the black shadow in front of the dead, deep breathing a few mouthfuls, she is approaching each other.

"Don't blame me, master, no, thousands of diseases ... I really can't help you with you, I don't want to live this kind of life, it is more uncomfortable than death ... this tangible and worried days, I really have lost the meaning of survival. "

She is a bit trembled close to the trembling, and I is cold, with a strong killing, the good looks more murderous, and this exquisite beauty, it is much more uncoordinated.

"I really hate you ... why, the man I like is killing my parents' enemy ..."

"Why treat me like this ..."

The woman is slightly helpless, but she can only hear the bang's thunder.

Today's big dedication and foreign enemy are fighting, their own good masters have heard that they are there, but they may have seen it ... I have to complete a terrible thing, then I have to complete a terrible thing. Yes - .

"Maybe this is God."

"You have killed my parents, will still be a young girl, I have received it as a disciple, and I took my heart and let me marry Xiao Xue, but I learned when I was happiest. The truth of the year ... When I can decide these to be discarded for Snow, you have become a waste. "

"... Maybe I still like you, but the hate in my heart has made me unable to pull it out ... I will kill you, then commit suicide."

"Everything is a dusty world, maybe we can live a happy life ... in the deep and dark."

The soul of the body is quietly released, and the eight soul rings are around the whisper, watching the familiar and quiet sleep, the woman is quietly closed, and finally breathed a few relief of the pressure in the heart, is to show cold Dark, summoning the most terrible mammonism of the monomer injury, and poke it, and lifted his head with the bedding.

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Obviously, the familiar wheezing is coming, and it has become a plant. It can face this kind of crisis, it will still be painful. Thousands of disease may have some painful feelings at this moment.

... But for your parents, the harm to me, far enough.

In the heart, the woman went down, and after a small half of the time, she kept the underlying posture of the soul, until the shallow snoring disappeared completely.

Thousands of diseases, dead.

The Pope of the Wushu Temple is dead, dead.

Your husband is heard, dead, die in his own hand.

If there is a mirror next to it, then the woman should be able to see the tears and horizons, there is a painful for her husband, there is a painful of killing her husband, and there is a joy of the big hatred, and there is no sense of virtuality and daughter. The embarrassment.

"Snow ... I am sorry, my father and mother must go first ... Mom is a sinner."

"I am really uncharged in this world."

"You must ... I grow up, eat on time, take a good practice, if you encounter a boy who is willing to have a good life, you can don't hesitate, your mother is not willing, see you unhappy."

Light whispered here, and the woman's lips suddenly became a little red. Her breath became more weak, the soul of the body has disappeared, soft soft, she revealed her pale and glamorous smile. Silently, it is not satisfied with tears.

"I ... is not a competent mother, but please pay a good life ... aunt, will replace your mother to you ..."

In this dark night, the thunder sounded the rain and thunder, in which a pity of unfortunate events appeared in the palace of the Pope.