Deer Crystal

The spirit of the soul is in the spirit of the spirit, and it is used by the soul. The soul of the monk is the key to the royal sword, the cultivation of cultivation, the legend of the ancient times, can practice to the gods. The soul of the soul is separated from the body, and the gods go, it is flying into a fairy.

Today's monks are naturally can't be done, and the soul is also very fragile. They must fully trust the people to let them view.

"You are a child, you will cough, every winter, your grandfather will send him to the south dimension." Zhu Xing was on the foot of the deer, and said that he did not look for the margin. " Falling into the fire, he is going in to carry me out. "

Gentle the bright blue light-drafting, will be surrounded by the Shenli in the array. These things have never heard of the building, and the deer glass in the quarter is like a star, "I understand," I understand it. "

The color of the color of the color of the soul of the soul is out, and it is calm in the role of the spirit of the spirit, and there is no smilly. Lin Xinshi is condensed, staring at the soul of Shen Building, slowly cleaning the cushion under the body.

This is not like a teenager's soul, it seems that there is something to see a general, zoido, broken.

Zhu Xing took a look at the eyes and sent it.

Just back to the soul, Shen Building is still sleeping, no preparation is backward, after being blocked by Lin Xinye, relying on his arms.

"Hey, poor pity," Zhu Xing shook his head, his guess is really right, "this child, I am afraid that I am tainting."

"Can you cure?" Lin Xin's voice is a bit dumb, and he is more important than Master for the understanding of the soul.

The soul of this situation, the best treatment method is not to rush, do not use the spirit, live like the mortal. Because every excessive use, it will bring heart-hearted pain. And with the increase of the inception of the Shen Building, the broken gods will be difficult to load, the final result is the soul of the soul, and the man is.

Zhu Xing shook his head and saw the Shenlou opened his eyes.

Waiting in the sword of the letter, the world's disease is going to see, I have to go back to the house earlier.

I sent a rest of the building to rest, and Lin Xin came to the courtyard of the smell, and the hair on the head was clean, and then went to the ground. He is really too big. He sees it six years ago, but he has not paid attention. I don't know how to check his soul.

Let Lin Xin only done a soul, did not have a good thing, how to treat Shenlou, he is also a black.

"There will be some way." Lin Xin picks up the bald bald engraving head, self-speaking. After he was reborn, the soul was also weak, in order to let himself healthy, I took a lot of monks' soul.

As the saying goes, what to make, maybe you can try the soul of the soul.

I painted a burst of the ground, knocking on the brain shell, gathered in the soul of the Tiaoliang Cover, the evil spirits, and rushing, and fixed by the array. There are people's soul, and there are monks souls. The mortal soul is relatively fragile, the effect is not big, the soul of the monk is the soul of the soul, the aura.

The knee is sitting, and the spiritual force is gathered in the fingertips, and the shift peeling will open these messy souls.

At night, Linxin climbed up, blowing in the ears of Shenli, "Shi, Shi?"

Shen Building is very sinking, there is no meaning of waking up. Lin Xin put down, took out a little soul that he had been in the spirit of care, and he was a single hand to caress in the Tianli cover of Shen Building. Because I don't know if this approach is used, he doesn't dare to add too much.

The fireflies is not topped, and Lin Xin holds the pulse wrist of Shen Building, and observed his situation.

"Hey ..." Shenlou suddenly snorted, and the calm dreams were inserted.

The passenger in the small town, the official road burst of horseshoes, strange women smiled, and the big mouth of black cave ... Shen Building knows that this is not my own memory, I want to throw this thing out, resist the soul of the soul Pain is more intense. I suddenly heard the voice of Lin Xin, it seems far like where you came: "Don't be afraid, try to fuse them."

At the same time, a pair of soft and warm hands strotted his chest.

The scene in the dream is changed, and those who don't belong to their own are gradually dissipated. Full of red, smoke, the ear is like a flow of water. Here, it is the seal of the deer, and how he can't walk out.

"Is the Xuanwang hall? I am a flesh, the temple can be satisfied?" Lin Xin made a crown, took off his shirt, only a translucent thirteen shirt, sitting in his waist between.

"I don't know much!" Shen Building makes it strong, and the hands are locked in the bed, and the bullets cannot be moved.

"Oh, this is not ashamed? I still have a more shameful thing to do it." Lin Xin smiled, the dark blue scorpion seems to be more blue than weekdays, which is a little demon.

The migraine escaped the kiss of Lin Xin, and the Shenlou tried to run the spirit.

When the light, the kneaded kneading is started with the neck, one inch, swept, the body seems to be ignited by something, with the fingers of Let, gradually burn the rationalism.

"Shen Qingji, don't you want me?" Lin Xin sweats, like pain, seems to be happy.

Shen Building is red and red, and it is soft ...

What happened to this person? Did you dream?

Lin Xin saw the Shenlou is sweating, it seems very hot, touch his chest, think of some spiritual power to him. At this moment, the Shenlou suddenly opened his eyes.

"This is what you are looking for!" The Shenli said to his teeth, suddenly turned over, pressed Lin Xinzhi.

"Ah!" Lin Xin took a surprise, did not respond, and he was opened by Shenlou, "What happened to you?"

The neck is cold and helined, and Lin Xin is boring. It is aware that the Shenli may be affected by the memory of the soul. Don't you suck a soul of a flower thief?

Focusing interesting, Lin Xin makes a slate and helpless look, crying: "Shi, don't!"

Dreams and reality overlap, let Shen Building some distinguished, weak soul can't help him quickly find reason until he heard Lin Xin's exclamation.

The scene in front of me gradually became clear, and many of the young Linxin in the dreams were being pressed by him in the brocade. A bucket of cold water is poured down from the head, and the Shenlou paused a moment, as being hot to the general, quickly released Lin Xin.

Lin Xin pulled up the inner shirt, curled up, deep sucking your eyes red, low heads.

Sitting in the landlift is sitting in place, I don't know how it is good.

The house is silent, only the candle burning.

"Do you have a nightmare?" Lin Xin made a gentleman who humiliate and reducing the gentleman who sent the stairs and asked the building.

Shenlou shook his head and raised his hand. The pain in the head is very much better than going to bed, but in the face of today's situation, he is rather a more painful point, and the lasthably has been good. "Sorry, I have entered the illusion, I am chaotic. It is not intentional to take you."

"Who are you seeing in the illusion?" Lin Xin smashed his eyes.

Shen Building looked at him, "No one, what happened? How do you have a candle?"

I am very happy, I am not afraid of such a question, Lin Xincun has only said: "I saw you sleeping, I have a sweating, I want to wake you ..." With some nasal sound, match the It is poor and poor, shrinking into a group.

Looking at Lin Xinhong, a circle of eyes, Shenlou has some unknown, "Letter, I ..."

"Don't call me a letter!" Lin Xin interrupted the story of Shen Building, this title is cut, every time you hear him, you will get a chicken skin.

Shen Building is slightly hosted, and it has been a light thin lips that gradually lost blood.

Seeing that the face of Shen Building became ugly, Lin Xin got mouth, secretly played it.

"Everyone is a man, the things, you don't care too much." Lin Xin took the eyes, launched the body, and moved around the building, said that he is not afraid.

The building fingertips slightly slightly, and he looked at Lin Xin's hand.

If it is the foreshist, he is only afraid that he will laugh at him.

......

Hey, you can't wear the mask of your pseudo-gentleman.

Shen Qing, site, good point to me.

......

Lin Xin, who is in front of you, but that is, it is not enough, but the forest is not there.

Shen Building also I don't know what I am tangled, smile: "I don't call the letter, then what is it?"

"Ah?" I didn't expect this person to be immersed in the previous topic, Lin Xin did not respond.

"You haven't tetched it yet, can you have a small name?" Shen Building looked at him.

This is still the first time in the Shenli for the first time, and the inexplicable heart of Linxin is hot. Dark Road will not be responsible for him because of the bite? That is really earning, no hesitation: "When I was young, my mother called me later."

"Beech." Shen Building whispered this name, such a standard word, really unlike a small name.

"Shi Master, you just bite me, let me bite it back, even if it is flat, don't you do?" Lin Xin took a white tooth, and got into the neck of the building. The bitter cuisine whit shivering.

"You will not call me in the future." Shen Building slightly headed, convenient for him.

"Well, then I will call you clear in the Qing Dynasty later?" Lin Xinzhu, holding a small piece of neck of Shen Building.

Shen Building suddenly trembled, dumb: "How do you know, my expression.

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Letter: Help, QJ!

Building: Sorry, I am not intentional

Record: Can you forgive?

Building: What should I do?

Correspondence: Come and continue

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