Eldest Miss Divine Calculation

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Originally, he didn't want to tear his face with Wu Jia, so he had a very unencurity of the previous one, and it avoided the key to the two.

How can these two are so fierce, not afraid of death, then dragging it, I am afraid that Mo Yokhong will have to make it, so he also can't help Wu Jia.

His situation is different from worn, and wearing actions is only the people hired by Mo Jiazhong, and the book will return to the body, and everything is going to think.

He is a family of Mo Familia, if it is a small master, it is not to say anything, and Mo Yanhong killed him under anger. He could only commit it.

I heard his command, and the other guards floated simultaneously.

"Don't worry, I haven't seen enough, first slowly play, play them exhausted, then I will come back again.

Mo Yanhong put his hand, looked at Mu Cheng and Wu Qiyun with the eyes of the cat and Wu Qiyun.

From a small to big, he is still eating such a loss in the first time, even a few hands are challenged, there is a hint, facing the mushrooms when Mu Han smoke, but also let him be free.

It's so killing Mu Cheng and Wu Qiyun, too cheap, he wants to get it slowly, slowly humiliate them, put them under the feet, only this can be leaking him.

Moreover, Mu Chi's cold cigarettes are now there is no world, mostly fear, the strength of wearing actions, hiding in the house, not dare to open.

So, when he is in front of his face, he will enjoy his people, let him taste the taste of psychoing.

Maybe I have seen my own means, and the guy said that they did not necessarily.

Hey, yy is a poor look that the cold smoke is hiding in the room, and Mo Yanhong can't help but laugh.

After listening to his instructions, the guards didn't hurry down, and Mu Cheng was surrounded by Wu Qiyun group, and the long sword in hand was in the hands of the two people.

The clothes, I don't know that it is soaked in the blood, the body's gas, and the flying consumption, Mu Cheng and Wu Qiyun are both face the face, the hands of the sword is getting more and more powerless, the legs of numbness seem to be ignored. And constantly trembling.

The cold smoke has not yet come out, and it must not be able to cross the crisis. It is also delayed in the early days. It is likely that it is also in the edge of breakthrough.

Hey, how can I rise so, two people arrive at breakthrough bottleneck at the same time? Mu Cheng and Wu Qiyun are secretly screaming, but they can't help but persist.

In front of me, the sword light flashed.

The opposite guard may be an overestimate the state of Wu Qiyun at this time, and a sword stabbed towards his heart.

This sword is not fast, the force is not big, according to the previous situation, Wu Qiyun is originally able to block, but the two have a bloody battle for so long, and it is already a strong thing. It is a bit blurred.

Seeing this sword that piercing himself, Wu Qiyun is actually no response.

"heads up.

Mu Cheng forced to mention a strong gas, and a step will hit Wu Qiyun.

And that is a Jianfeng that stabbed to Wu Qixin, but also pierced his shoulder.

"!"

The long sword dropped to the ground, and the next to the foot was falling.

Wu Qiyun was hit by him, and he could not get up.

Both have exhausted, exhausted the last silk strength.

"I thought you can support it, I can't get up so soon, it is really disappointing.

Mo Yanhong went forward, laughed, stepped on Mu Cheng injured shoulders.

Under the gas, the blood is sprayed as the fountain.