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Perhaps, some things can be done, but when I do this, I still stay in the face of the sky, the affection, love, not waiting, but absolutely unable to make a fake.

"I saved her, you can stop."

The cold smoke has taken a deep breath.

Although I said that I didn't make a difference between the sky, I saw her life and death, how could Mu cold smoke?

In fact, if it is not because of the arrogance of the arrogance, maybe she has already shot.

The heart is moving, and the death of Qiankun is open again.

Not only Ye Yuran, the wind is all in the hall.

"let's start.

Everything happened, all people in Qiankun have been seen, so she doesn't need to explain anything.

Ye Ye nodded and started singing.

She didn't try to discourage the cigarette, because with a little wake up with the blood, the memory of the reincarnation gradually awakened, the entanglement between myself and the cold smoke has reappeared in her mind, so she knows, Mu Chiki will save the day, just like she once rescued himself.

Feng lightly and other people did not advise her, one is something that they know the decision of Mu Cigarettes, they are difficult to change, and the other is because they are touched by the active moves.

However, they are surrounded around, holding the sword handle, and protecting the wings.

No matter what kind of affection to the day of the sky, even if he can be willing to be out of life, he and Mu Hai have always been an enemy, can't help.

With the singing of Ye Ye, a beautiful Xia La is sprinkled in the crystal, penetrates, such as multicolored light, will be wrapped in the sky.

However, there is no change in the body, but there is still no living, but also feel less than half a living.

The singing of the cold smoke also sounded, so, the beautiful Xia Guang became more and more strong, in the mid-color, the light light of the faint.

Mu cold smoke hit the water, the fingers rose the Jianfeng, a blood line drops in the forehead of the battle, between the blood line, the blood line becomes a brilliant gold, such as fog is released, even the colorful light It has become golden light.

At the same time, the gods of the mulking cigarette appeared behind him.

"Tian Lin, God!"

Ye Yuran finally completed the last sing, played the last hand, the life praise song of the cold smoke, also ended the last syllable, cooperated with such a tacit understanding, so perfect.

The golden light is emerging towards the paradise.

Everyone saw that one of her own one was exactly the same, it appeared in her, slow down, incorporated into her body, and her face of jade, and also showed a touch of faint Red, faint vitality, also quietly appeared on her body.

The face of the cold smoke gradually became pale, the golden blood line, still constantly turned into a rich gold, into the body of the sky, the gods behind him, gradually became illusion.

Obviously, with the blood and the gods of God and the gods of the soul, she relieves the vital injury, and even the strength will suffer a lot.

But her face, but exposed a gratitude smile.

Talking, it is her friend, doing it all, she has no regrets, innocent.

The look of the cold smoke has become more and more tired, but the vitality of the world is getting more and more strong.