Deer Crystal

The rain is getting lower, the blood in the mountains is rushing away, giving together into a dark red stream "" rushing down the mountain.

"Where is the king? We hurry to save the letter!" Block exiting the soul, "Call the Blade Three Road!"

"The blade three does not know the way." Huang Poked the water drum on his face, nor is it rain or sweat.

This, the barbarium of the guards is nearly dead, and Wenshi Lan has escaping with the monks, and the moment will not see the trace. I want to chase again, I have no direction.

"If you don't want to go, you will be prepared," Lin Qu said, "he only saw three steps, but these three steps were there."

"Which three steps?" The cluster is fast thinking, the more I want to look, "He never considers the consequences, if you think three steps, it will only be an enemy, kill the enemy, can't kill, you will be divided into these three steps!"

Lin Song is slightly eyebrow, shook his head, and argued with his own brother: "He is not here."

"You didn't grow up with him, you don't know." Heavy emergency, it turned two laps in the original place, the kid was never rescued, and the big things must be borne. When Yantkun's danger, Lin Xin, who was 14-year-old, dared to tell Master to save him, and the courage is bigger than the day.

During the speech, Shenlou has already fly to the sky, looking four, far away, there is a black spot. It's time to flush it, and intercept the figure that is like a meteor.

The cluster and Lin Lu are also in a hurry, I will see the Zhu Xing, who is pinched with fish.

"Is it a letter?" Shenlou stared at Zhu Xing to the silver little sword in his hand.

"Yes, what happened?" Zhu Xing was rare to smile, and he asked the building.

"Walk." Shen Building is simple to say that the moment is refused to delay.

Zhu Xing is not non-abolished, let go of the fish, and the four is a light shadow, and go to the deep side of the desert.

This little sword, it will be released early in the morning to let Zhu Xing arrive at this time. He knows that he is the material of Pulling, and he went to He Ruoyi as a meat bag. But this meat bun is quenched, if the poison is dead, you can let Master go back in time; if there is no poisonous dog, you call Master to help him play the dog.

Going to see three steps, Let Lin Xin real, stay behind.

The face of the building is more ugly. From beginning to end, Lin Xin's plan is to remove him away. Take him, marry him, never rely on him. The same is true last year, this life is still the same, even if the two interoperate, Lin Xin always takes him out.

If you come back, you must pick him up, let him know ...

Touching the fish is like a small fish, quickly swim, four spirits go with the small fish. Near the king, the little sword flew down slowly, stopped in the ground, the sword pointed to one place.

"There." Zhu Xingzhi watched the not far away, and broke a big hole of the golden tent, and there was no one around, and people went to the building.

In the tent, it is a group, swallow the lonely stamp on the carpet, and you have to sway it. The shank is hung on the sip to attract the fish.

"It seems that the man knows this thing." Zhu Xing picked up the pendant, and touched the fish around two circles around the fall, and the palm was not moved.

Cabin interrupt.

Shenlou picked up the lake stone with the legs, suddenly cleaved. It should not be a real Wang Ting here, and it is a walking palace that is free at any time. Downgling defeated, this is a message, it is immediately left.

"They are not far away." Shen Building opened out.

The army is not a sword. In such a short period of time, the defenders here are only in the 20 miles, with grain, heavy, and even rushing cattle and sheep. However, there is no sweating and big witch in the team.

A dark stream flashed, riding the most in front of the general, suddenly didn't trace.

"Stop!" The deputy general shouted to look around, and he saw the Shenlou who took the royal sword, shouting, "Shen Jia's black snake! Fast!"

The immortals in the barbaries were immediately chasing the Jian, and was blocked by a sharp sword. The spirit sword kept transform in the palm of the palm, reflecting the sun, such as falling in the sky, and cut a few barbaries in the wound. Lin Qu returned to the sword, and Wen Wenya made a "please" gesture.

"What is wrong with them!" The weight directly came from behind, and a sword wanted to those barbarians. "It is called Ulland to see this king!"

The people who will catch the captive, the people who caught the feet, with the sword to live in his neck, and asked him to go to his letter.

"I don't know, sweating with the big witch and the Han people, I left." This quarantine was still in the beginning of the greece, and saw Zhu Xing from hand to swallow his crotch, suddenly honest, ask what What is you?

But he is just a guard commander. I don't know anything in the golden account. I don't know the go of the three people.

Zhu Xing took a palm of his hand and stood up: "More than 17 years ago, Lan Su fled the milay, because the big witch should take her to sacrifice. These years they have been refuse to let go, and they are also thinking about it. Take him to sacrifice. "

The so-called sacrifice, it is the blood of the blood!

How will it be in the sky?

"Snow Mountain." Shenlou lips, look at the endless yin mountains, swing, open a turf, show brown land. Quickly draw the topographic map of the mountain with the sword.

The barbarian believes that God, buries, sacrifice, all on the mountain. The higher the mountain, the closer to the sky.

Zhu Xing looked at the place where the sword tip of Shen Building was taken away, and those who were snowflakes, and they were quickly calculated.

"East!" The spring mark sword pointed to the east and circled several mountains.

In order to crack the Pulge, Zhu Xing went to study the witchcraft of the pretense person from the time, and he can roughly calculate the place where the day is suitable for the day.

I didn't say that I didn't say that I didn't say it directly to it.

Today is the summer, the snowy mountain is still cold winter. He remembers that Lin Xin is very afraid of cold, not frozen, but afraid to frozen itself. Because I was about to be frozen in a child, I grew up even if I had a spiritual body, I still stopped alone in the snow and snow.

Letter, wait for me!

The wind blows through the snow that is uncorridized in the mountains, raising the snow with the ice, and hit it on the face.

Lin Xin was awake and woke up, opened his eyes and found himself being tied to a top stone column. The column should be temporary, uneven, and sharp angular corners have a refreshing back, it is very uncomfortable.

The spiritual pulse is still unable to run, and you can't use the spiritual force to be severely cold. The red line of the incentive, with a large pot, and the source is constantly taking his blood. The cold wind has blown, and Lin Xin is not shaking.

The big witch still wears the black robes, but there is no wear hill, and there is no bliss, and you have a word to stir the things in the big pot. Don't take over the golden lights in the waist, it is clearly fritter.

Ulland is standing behind the big wealth. Thanks to the good skin of this god, even if it is no god, he looks like it.

Lin Xin fell slightly to elongate the neck, seeing things in the pot, could not help but get a bad cold. Full of a big pot, all eye is the bead!

The line is very thin, the blood flow is extremely slow, but it will not solidify, and it is penetrated at a point in the pot, and the juice between the white in the pan is integrated.

"Little scorpion, you wake up," The big witch is very good, only two live people on this mountain, I can't help but talk to Lin Xin, "Do you know what this?"

"Pli Spirit." Lin Xin Zhang, the sound of the sound is extremely weak.

Such a sound, obviously pleased the big witch, lift the left hand slightly, and the eight red line strings are on four fingers. Flexiblely moved his fingers, He Ruo Ruoyi usually got up, the dragon rushed to Lin Xin, kneading the chin in one hand, lifting his face.

"This face, I am really like you," He Ruo came back to Lin Xin's chin, "blame the warm stone ordered idiots, and he refused to catch you back several times."

I used to see it in the next day, I don't think it is, now I stand together, especially the two sessions, and it is very similar.

This is used by the voice of He Ruo, came from the big witch.

"Abdominal language? In our big, only to play juggling will be this." Lin Xin smiled and looked at the big witch that was very satisfactory. Whenever he moved his finger, it will flash silver mangong, and it is the cause of his daily.

"Do you mean? Hahahaha, what is the big virtue, you are like me, it is a hybrid," the big witch seems to have heard what jokes, waving to keep the congratulations, take out a eye beads in hand, " Hybrids are not returned. "

"What is your hybrid?" Lin Xinyun asked him.

The big witch is a mosaicone, knowing the Chinese, but not proficient, did not hear Lin Xin, took him.

"My mother is a Persian dance mother, there is no spiritual mortal. He is shed by the aristocrats of the whole people, gave me, I lived in the sheep circle, they said that I am a low hybrid, it is impossible to have a spirit The pulse is like a livestock to treat me. "

It's more, he also thought that he would not have a spiritual pulse, and every day in the aristocratic teenager, laughing in the day.

"The world believes that pure blood of the immortals will be high, in fact, they are wrong, but the hybrid is more easily talented. However, why," I have a high-spirited, I have sent the vows, I have to have a vow Force, we want to ruin all the spiritual pulse of everyone, let those high-rise arists, just like pork dogs! "

Let Lin Xin tried to reverse the spiritual power, the spiritual pulse appeared slight fluctuations, and the sporadic fluorescent spills from the big witch. Just this movement involved the red line in the body, hurting his eyes in front of him.

Soul power is available, but it is too painful, only one thing to succeed. The end is the red line to take his blood first, or he first draws the soul of the big witch first.

Suddenly, there is something to take out behind the stone and swallow the emissions. Lin Xin took a surprise, and the sword!

The weapon of the whisper is unloaded, and the sword will naturally be around. How do you fly on this 10,000 hills without the owner?

"Everything is not far!" The big witch looked up the arms, the eyes of the silver mandarins, the eyes of the eyes were boiled, as if they were going to jump out of the pot. As long as the number is flying to all over the place, all the immortals can't escape the spiritual pulse, and the explosion is dead.

The Shenlou is looking for the third snow mountain, the top of the mountain is hidden in the clouds of the clouds. Under the foot of the mountain, a group of people in the black robes, hands in the hands of the heavens, continuously using the barbaries:

[The sky is the god, it is the land; the witch is coming, the distingness is not.

Here!

Crossing those fanatical believers, go straight to the top of the mountain.

"Stand!" Wenshi Lan is on the wolf knife, stopping the way to the Shenlou.

"Flash!" Shenlou Yujian has been around.

The Wenshi orchid is like a tightening of the bones and retransciting in front of him. The mountains are in the mountains, and they can feel the cold in the middle of the mountain. Shenli is red, no longer nonsense, and directly cut the sword.

At this time, the battlefield is on the battlefield, which is the identity of the commander. It is impossible to forget me to use it. So far, Shen Building has not played a good one with Wenshi orchid.

The Yuanyuan sword is like a living, and it is a hundred strokes with the wolf knife, and then quickly returns. Shen Building is lightly in the sword, hits the body, the sword is back, and the sword is one.

The sword is like Changhong, the wind is discolored.

Wen Shilan did not dare to pay attention, this time, he made it very clear that the small country of the weak crowned is more powerful than Shen Rui. The whole of the big probably no one can go to the right, but is the true unique person.

The deer picture on the wolf knife lit up, and there were five, and still can't suppress Shen Qing.

The old opponents in the past few lives, the Shenlou's weakness of Wenshi orchid is clear. In his gap of the deer, the sword is out, and the Yuanyuan is turned in the air, and the hearts of the Wenshuland will go.

Wenshi orchid turns back, slow a moment. The master passed, a little sluggish is deadly, and the Yuan wiped the neck of Wenshi orchid, leaving a long blood position in his shoulder. And the building still has a lot of effort, and quickly returns to the sword, steadily stabbing him.

If you can't stop this trick, you must defeat, sweat is still above! Wenshi orchid bite the teeth, scream, inspired the sixth deer.

The spiritual power of the landslides, with the Thunder's trend, Shenli's eyes are directly resistant to it.

"Boom -" The mountain stone is broken, and the flow is broken.

It seems like Taishan criminal top, hammer strokes, and the corner of Shenlou hips slowly overflowed.

Wenshuland is not good, the spirit of six deer is in the middle of the meridians, and the muscles of the muscles can't be drums, the face of the resoluteness gradually became awkward.

Shen Building is still calm, and a subtle "" sound is sounded in the ear, and the faith of the faith, cracking.

The sound of the half-mountain waist did not pass to the top of the mountain.

The big witch demonstrated his masterpiece, but he found that Lin Xin did not move his head. He didn't think it. Even the warm stone orchid can't stop, probably only you can play him. "

"Only God can make a living, but you are doing a puppet. My Shenlou will recognize it in the first time, then smash your corpse." Lin Xin said a lot, Yu Guang I will give it to the sword, try to manipulate it with the soul.

The sword is slowly scattered!

The monk often attaches a lifetime of the soul of the soul to control the sword to fly in the short-range. However, the sword is always a dead, can be transformed in the air, flipping, but it is impossible to make the action of " ".

Everything is spiritual, the soul is the essence of the life. ,,,,,

"Little scorpion." The big witch has always been on the top of the ancient witch. I haven't heard this provocation for a long time. When you bite your teeth, you have pinched the red line and suddenly accelerate the speed of blood.

"Ah -" The red line in the meridians brought a painful pain, and Lin Xin shouted, and the sword jumped, and the empty came.

The big witch took a shock, immediately closed his hand, or cut off a finger by the rumor, blood flow is as follows.

The red line is broken, and the power of witchcraft disappears. Let Lin Xin took out the thin line in the meridians and held the sword, and quickly turned into the spirit.

A large number of soul is not suppressed from the big witch. If you don't want to break the pain, you will take a countless red line when you have a big witch.

This time, there is no possibility, the soul is still reluctant, the big witch has sweat, controlling Ulland Conghua to the sword.

He Ruo's body is transformed by witchcraft. It is harder than ordinary people, and I don't know pain. Take a heavy sword from behind and cut it toward Lin Xin.

Lin Xinzheng blocked this hit and was sent to the mouth, and the wrist was trembled. I was awkward in front of it, and Lin Xin knew that this was too much blood loss, and he did not dare to stay. A short sweep, put the congratulations, raise the sword, all the souls are excited, and they will hinder the big witch.

The trend of the mountain inverted the sea is avoided, and the big witch has grown up all the eyes of Yin Mang, raising his hand, picking up the big pot of the beads.

"Strong -" The big pot is encountered in the soul, and countless eyes are flying out, and the bee is like Lin Xinxin.

Lin Xin pulled a sword flower, making it out of the sword in front of it. The energetic soul has a barrier to resist the beads.

The big witch once again speaking sleeves, and the sharp spiritual power is like a Taishan, and the eye beads who have to be hitted will be reinprint. Witchcraft, is also a kind of fairy, use or spiritual power.

The sword is fast, the turn-out barrier is always not a real shield, so soon there is the eyeballs and squeezing, and it is necessary to pounce on the face of Lin letter.

These semi-finished phallements can not be contaminated!

At this day, the big witch suddenly "" fell to the ground, and it was twitching like a dead fish.

Without spiritual support, those eyeballs fell in the snow.

Let Lin Xin put the sword, and the big mouth is breathed, and when he was blackened in front of him. But I didn't dare to laverse, bite your hands and grip, slowly lift it.

"Soul ... hybrid, really ..." The big witch shaved and looked up, and he looked down to Lin Xin. He didn't finish it, and he was worn by a sword.

"I can't help but listen to you." Lin Xin fell to the ground, put a paw, and buckled the head of the big witch.

He Lin believes that God is not qualified to destroy people, but the devil in front of you can't call it. Grab the soul of struggle, crush it hard.

The soul of the soul is like paper money, and Lin Xinyi smiles: "Just give you paper money, it will not send it."

Laughing and laughing, planting in the snow.

Losing too much blood, Lin Xin's face is almost integrated with snow. It just gave birth to a spirit, did not wisdom, did not understand what the owner happened, and didn't know what to do.

There is no spiritual body, soaking the ice and snow, Lin Xin has already felt cold, and even feels that there is no existence of hands and feet, and even the strength of the finger is not. The consciousness is gradually blurred, and Lin Xin looked at the snow that has been raised, and returned to five years old.

Ice and snow, hundred miles no one. The young Lin letter was bundled in the tree by Zhao Dat, and several teenagers left, and they left him at a little frozen at the mountain. The big wind is like a ghost gentle, and the small child's call is gradually engaged.

The feeling of death is too terrible. For a child, it is fundamentally unable to bear.

In the dark, suddenly fall into a warm embrace, warm, soft, flourishing, if there is a similar grass. The pair of arms is still delicious, but for Lin Xin, I can block the world's snow.

Slowly open your eyes, see Shen Qingyi, who hangs the color on his face.

"Credit!" Shen Building took Lin Xin into his arms and opened his clothes to him.

Lin Xin looked at him, and wet in the eyes, slowly cleverned the clothes of Shenlou, the small voice: "I want to freeze it, this time, you can't, don't let me go."