Deer Crystal

Seeing the Shenlian as such as, Lin Xinxin is happy, and it has followed three heads. This is a worship of your parents.

"You said, will my mother will be a barbarian?" Lin Xin used his sleeves to wipe the tombstone of the Lansu. The wound in the hand is too deep, not completely long, Zi Posus looks for the double soft sheepskin palm to hear, and there is still some faint pain in this ice and snow.

For the mother, his memory is already very vague, don't remember if she has a pair of blue eyes, I don't remember what her mother is, I only remember her milk name "Beile".

Shenlou pulled him up, put the injured hand and warm, "and so on," said Master and asked him. "

He is very reliable for the blood taken away from Lin Xin. The big witch is the national teacher of the milay, and it is very much Ulo Lan. If you have not guess, he should be the "witch" that can be domesticated to domesticate.

These years, the smelling of the carved movement has been moving with Lin Xin, which is like specifically used to find him trace. However, Zhu Xing is unfamiliar with the whereabouts, and the time to stay in every place is not long, and there is no pretencing.

"Yes, we stayed in Yandus for a year, and those who were looking for them!" Lin Xin suddenly thought that the barbarian is for the deer portrait, "I seem to," What is I am a treasure, Can I eat my flesh? "

Shen Building, who is full of worries, is laughing by Lin Xin, and it is necessary to bite him. "If so, give me a bit first."

"No, I am afraid. You can take me to make a furnace, squeeze my blood, you can fly into a fairy." Lin Xinzhu said with the waist of the building, as if the fox in the ancient times, shake The tail temptation is a small monk that is inflowing into the magic.

The headaches of the Shenlou put the little fox into the mink, and the fire was filled out by Lin Xin. The monk has a spiritual body, in order to highlight the identity, the winter is not thick, only when he is weak, he is only a big .

Lin Xin smiled and smiled in his chest and greedily sucked the grass cold incense.

"This place, who know?" Shen Building looked at the two graves, dark eyes, and the traces of the fragrant candle burned before the grave, there should be someone to worship.

"Well?" Lin Xin let go of the Shenlou, open the snow, found the tribute buried below, there is a meat, "should be Master."

Here is only his and Master know.

"Why don't you bug it into Lu Qi?" Lin is changing as a generation of Lian Hou, this should be buried in his own place, but he was buried in the wild mountain wild rings, or so remote unmanned place.

"Master is doing things, so, you can't expect him ..." Lin Xin said, suddenly his face suddenly changed, "no!"

Shen Building is shocked, I am busy pulling Lin Xin, who is going to the grave, and I will make the thin snow, "What?"

Let Lin Xin put a lot of soil, shaking, "this grave, was excavated!"

The soil is new and mixed, the weeds of the grave also disappeared. Zhu Xing worships the guild, and never remember to pull the grass.

Shen Building stopped Lin Xinxun's hand, "This is the grave of your parents!"

"Do you know that this grave is now buried, is my mother or a ghost zombie?" Lin Xin is red.

"You don't move, I am coming." Shen Building sighed, pulling it out of the Yuanyuan. Because Lin Xin will use the soul, it is much more powerful than the usual monk, but it is far from the use of swords.

The sword is slowly exciting, and the ground will open the whole grave, and it is guaranteed that there will be no one in the tomb. Just opened, Lin Xin fell to the challenge, placed a wooden box in the humid dirt, which was the bone ashes.

The surface of the small can be opened, and the wind is leaked in quartz. Lin Xin bite to teeth open the cover, the empty space is empty, there is no kindness, and there is no burial.

The two graves were exactly the same, there were only empty boxes.

Ashes was stolen, these tributes and fragrant candles, not Zhu Xing left, but the thief who took the tombble was afraid to take the mountain!

"People are dead, don't let go, can I have a deer glass in the ashes?" Lin Xin took a soil, the palm of the wound cracked, and the blood passed the sheep skin glove, showed the blood point.

"Is this, fox hair?" Shen Building eyebrows, use the soil of the sword to expose a half-black hairy.

Fox hair ...

"Do you still remember what the pot is saying?" Lin Xin got the fluff.

The tiger hair is not enough, will you take the fox? There is not so much tiger hair as a collar, the side of the homes, all the fox hair!

Zhongjia!

People are gone to kill, they will not let go! Ok, I am very good! Let Lin Xin fingers the swallowed handle, full of killing. I think that the clock is dead, grievances, but these people must provoke him, then he will blame him to kill the homes.

"Zhong Chang Night is dead, why is there any people?" Shen Building is eyebish, always feel that the matter is not as simple as it is.

"Because Zhong Yi did not die, the clock did not die, Zhong Yumu Zhong no ink did not die!" Lin Xinxin was lugged, his eyes were red, and it seems that the evil ghost climbed in hell. Torn the world along with himself into a fragment.

"Credit!" The Shenlou held his hand and found that it was already so embarrassing blood. "Mo, we go to Zhongjia to check."

Lin Xin opened his hand and stared at the eyes of Shen Building. "If I want to kill the brothers, do you manage?"

Shen Lou sighed, his letter, or believed him. Touching the wound cracking over, taking off the glove, "If he has two participation, you have to kill, I will never stop."

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