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And Xiao Yan also knows that he is different from the Qi Jade with the Gong Wei chat, although the two are the same setting, but it is from different planes.

Therefore, since Xiao Yan has a beautiful sister's paper service, every day, there is no need to provoke that protagonist.

Come to the sea, Xiao Yan directly uses space transfer, almost instant is coming to the sea, in a monster of a submodel, Xiao Yan successfully got the four soul of jade.

The dragon roll of the thrill is now rising. She naturally understands the jade fragments of the four souls in the hands of Xiao Yan. She is surprised: "The master, this power, the force, the fundamental, fundamental Not worth mentioning. "

Because of the routine, such a powerful master, personally do something, it should be to get himself more powerful.

Otherwise, what is this effort?

The strength of the four souls, for Xiao Yan, don't say a little fragment, even if all, but there is nothing, but the owner is still so serious, it is to let the thrill of the dragon.

Xiao Yan laughed directly: "This thing does not use for me but you have to understand, I am here, not to get the power of this world, I am like a staff, this thing does not belong to this Place, so I have to take it. "

"It's that simple?"

Some tattooed dragon rolls don't dare to believe.

Xiao Yan reached out to stroke her beautiful face and smiled: "Yes, it is so simple."

However, at this moment, there was a beautiful sister paper directly.

Her name is the blow of hell, the first place of the B-class hero, the sister of the thrill of the dragon, is also the leader of the hero sent "blowing snow group".

Strength is in this place, barely, but she is sexy, a short hair, and the eyes are sharper.

Xiao Yan looked at it, I felt this is a good real man, worth collecting.

"Let the girl."

She thought that the dragon roll of the throslin was kidnapped, but it is not the case.

The dragon rolls of the thovers are willing, but hell's blow is not listening, she is not as simple as the problem, must have a greasy.

As a result, after half a day, even her own is willing to serve Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's four-soul jade task has been almost completed, he did not hurry to leave this world, but the choice to continue to stay here, play for a month.

Two beautiful sisters around me, gaining endless benefits, and Xiao Yan also realized the coolness of the routine.

Tonight, the moon is incomparable, hell's blow is asked: "The owner, you are not a gentleman, you are so good to us, but why not do the last step?"

She is more bold, she is clear to serve the master for a month, but his owner has always retained.

Xiao Yan smiled: "The wind is king."

He did not explain more, because of this question, he has explained too many times.

When he felt that this world is almost the same, he will return it back.

That's right, the last step, he only did it with his wife.

Work like water polo, Xiao Yan's happiness life.

After a period of accompanying my wife, Xiao Yan was not idle and continued to come out.

However, in the chat group in Han Jingyou, there is no doubt two new members.

The tattoo dragon roll is very indifferent, not talking more in the group.

The blowing of hell is more than a few more, she learned that this whole group is the live man who is collecting by Xiao Yan owner, she is undoubtedly shocked.

"Heaven, is the owner that is so fallen?"

Han Cang is a group owner, it is rare to say in the group: Don't worry, it is estimated that there is no three thousand people in the harem, he will not stop.

Although Xiao Yan also guess his red and confidant, he will discuss him in a group, but it doesn't matter.

Just start, maybe he will have some uncomfortable, after all, his face is not put on hold, but now, forget it.

He has a new song, nor does it need to pursue absolute mainstream music. As long as he can sing, he can sing fans.

So his new song is: the funeral of roses

Leave you a hundred weeks

I am back here.

Looking for the evidence we have loved

No one is willing to mention

Rose, its past

Today's theme

I am calling it as memories.

I know love this thing.

He has no reason

I have been with you in the past

I am too rebellious

I only left me now.

Secretly miss you

Rose's funeral

Buried about your memories

Feeling hands

Cannot own

I can't pull you

Really beautiful

Fireworks in that day

I said that you want to wear a broken flowers.

Rose's funeral