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Chapter 1142 White Crystal: I am 12 years old! How can there be a child?

Pan Haidong never talked to a few words, just let the people recognize the pro, which makes local Guanyin are somewhat uncomfortable, the rhythm is too fast.

However, considering small, Ame and Feier, because of the opponent's wife, there is a power of the Buddha.

Miao Shan is only ashamed, and the head is low, slowly said: "Can marry Dongjun, is the honor of Miao, Miao Shan is very willing to recognize you."

"marry me?"

Pan Haidong did not accept the invitation of Miao Shan, but turned to look at Guanyin three sisters, see them to laugh, there is not much willing to accept Miao Siki, so I refuse to invite Wonderful recognition.

This makes Zixianson a breath.

"Wonderful, you don't mind doing my sister?"

Pan Haidong asked.

Rejecting Miao, just don't want to be too deep, recognize the right sisters, you can pull it to your own camp, then give it to some help, such as let Guanyin three sisters and the opponent.

A small number of people are Guanyin of different worlds. They have summed up the experience of practice, and they have a great help to Miao, and even the saints from Pan Haotong personally.

After all, with the status of Miao Shan in the Buddha, what big can not listen?

Even if it is a saint, it is not heard of it.

There is a saying that it is good, it is good, it is better to fit what you do.

Obviously, the experience of the practice of Guanyin San Sisters is suitable for the practice of Miao Shan, and takes time to absorb, repairing a grade, not difficult.

"I am willing."

Miao Shan is slightly remarkable.

I have been psychologically preparing to marry the other party to be a wife. As a result, people don't have this idea. I don't come to the stage. I haven't flicked in Dongjun, and I finally climbed the relationship.

Just this relationship and she thinks, some south.

Even if you recognize the pro, you can't get along with the small size, Ame and Yanfei.

......

I have read the pro.

Miao Shan founded the martial arts to Dongjun, and there were different opinions. The instinctively stood in the perspective of the brother. He began to think of the rules of the other party to challenge the god Buddha.

In the Westward Journey, it is like a decayed feudal dynasty. The upper official only knows that the sound of the dog, happy and happy, do not ask the human suffering.

Heavy disease needs to be lower.

So, the brother came.

Brother created martial arts, selfless guidelines, tried to be strong, trying to use the martial arts to awaken the numbness in the hearts of the people, stimulating the gallbladder of the demon, and even the god Buddha.

Miao Shan actually looks like some expectations, the students of the martial arts came out, holding a flag, shouting out the slogan of "Cang Tian's death, Huang Tian's heroic", carrying out the emotion of the way.

"Brother, you create the original intention of the martial arts, will affect the benefits of God Buddha, waiting for them to receive the news, will inevitably send troops, it is better ... You will change the slogan, low-key development for a few years, wait until the time is mature, What is the slogan? "

Miao Shan now has no longer rush to return to the Da Lei Yin Temple report, but then try to make a plan, reduce the vigilance of God Buddha.

I have to say that the recognition system is really powerful.

As long as you have foregoing pro, anyone will change the position, thoroughly standing on the side.

"Wonderful, you don't have to worry, my strength is beyond your imagination."

Pan Haidong smiled: "You go back to report, it is not a problem. Some things must face it in the morning and evening, and they are hidden, not as good as light prove, everyone spreads, talk about it, talk, talk Just play, there is nothing big deal. "

"this……"

Miao Shan was shocked.

Do you want to be so overbearing?

This is a challenge to three!

My brother, you are not forgotten, your repair has been sealed?

Even if you are not seal, you are also alone!

And the three worlds, the light is the two saints, there is also the three clear, the monsters, and the flattened brides of the land house, the seven saints, even if the world's saints have moisture, that is also the saints !

As for the ancestor?

It has disappeared millions of years, just like the great gods of the Westward Devil World, I haven't come back after leaving, but I don't have to worry about the Zu Zu. The big BOSS.

However, the Dazu is not there, the light is the Buddha, the Taoist three clear, and it is enough to eat a pot.

Of course, this is only a personal understanding of Miao, knowing that Pan Haodong is terrible, there will never be such concerns like this ...

"Wonderful sister, you listen to your brother, even though go back to report this, you have to make a message, you have to have a letter, you are right?"

Duan Xiaoxiao is not worried about Buddha, or he is coming.

Because she can't come some people, try the strength of themselves, don't forget, she still has a foreign number called violent Guanyin, she is coming, but she is not ambiguous, and there is more cool.

"It's good, then I will go back."

Miao Tushan wants to help the brother to hide one or two, but this one doesn't care, it seems to be as simple as the anti-world of God, and drinking water and drinking water, then she can only play.

the other side……

The Spring 30 Niang, who is gone around the sister, and walks, and come to the Zunbao residential hood, sitting in the apple tree under the courtyard, seeing the two people, the eyes flashed a touch color .

"Three hidden, do you?"

Spring 30 laughed and asked.

Although Tang Yan is a child after five hundred years later, he saw the other side of the model, and then looked at Luoli, who was 12 or three, she couldn't help but laugh.

It's so funny!

"Wukong teaches the children in the school to practice martial arts."

Said, Tang Sanzang looked at the white crystalline: "This is?"

"My teacher, white crystal."

The Spring Thirty Niang smiled at Tang San Tibet.

Sure enough, Little Loli heard the eyes was a mama after five hundred years, and Tang Sanzang smiled and suddenly stiff.

"This gimmick is really my future mother!"

Tang San Tibet faces a way for a while, and it will catch up with the drama.

However, as a sorghum with the spirit of surrivatiless, Tang Yan did not want to be willing in his heart, and still had to bend down, and the white crystal was a gift.

"Baby Tang San Tibet, I have seen my mother."

"You, you, you ... actually called my mother?"

White Crystal is widened, a full face is incredible.

Tang Sanzang took a deep breath and explained: "Mother, this matter is talking about the length, to stand in mind, I am actually five hundred years later ..."

Tang Sanzang spent some time and patiently explained the causal relationship.

Bai Jingjing ... the more you listen to.

I am still a small demon that is involved in the world! How can there be a child, but it is still a four-year-old monk, which is too scream.

This matter, even if the Tang San Tibet is said to break your mouth, Bai Jingjing will not let a letter.

"Hu said eight!"

"The letter is open!"

"You have a white!"

"I, I am too lazy to get you."

White Crystal Gas drums grabbed the sister's hand, turned around: "The sister, let's go, don't care about this stinky."