I have mine in my dream

"Zhenxing Tianjie door, revitalizes the sky door." The soul of the coffin has been muttered.

The Vanling is silent, and suddenly slowly squatted, and he gave a head against the coffin.

"Zhenxing Tiantou." She silently came: "This is the wish of all our people, until death."

Yuan Wuquan also squatted down, and he was heavy.

Van Singer said: "Tianshu, is it our teacher?"

Yuan Wuquan is a sound: "It is already the predecessor before the past generation. It is always right."

The Vanling suddenly stood up, put the hand on the coffin, she reached out to solve the chain on the coffin.

The iron chain is asging, and a flustered voice is made in the night, it seems that the soul is being shocked.

Li Yu said tense: "Big sister, can you don't move this iron chain, my soul is to be scattered."

The Van flash wrinkled, saying: "How to dismount this iron chain? I want to put it out of the teacher."

Wang Fugui, who is next to Li, has changed his face. He walked over to the tomb, stepped on the dirt side of the pit, and the mud fell.

Van Fantun watched Wang Fuzhen: "What are you doing?"

Wang Fugui put his hand on the iron chain. Narutan Dangdang was stopped, and Li Yu felt his soul and slowed down. From the soon, it became reinited.

Li Ya's long loose breath, this has a thought to care about Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui looked at the Vanling, and she said: "This coffin cannot be opened."

Van Singer turned over, a little annoyed looks at Wang Fuzhen: "Do not open, do you use you? Are you too wide? Are you a few?"

Wang Fugui said something seriously: "It can't be opened. This is sleepy, not soul, is a resentment."

"The coffin is open, the resentment will dissipate. You will never see Tianshu in the future."

Van Singer was silent, and said to Wang Fugui: "Resentment, what is it?"

Wang Fugui said: "Resentment, obsession. At this time, his soul should have been scattered. There is only resentment and obsession, as a nostalgium in the world."

"Now he stays, it is the most reluctant thing when he is in the world. These things will let him keep a confusion."

Vanling said: "What do you mean, let him obeys keep it?"

Wang Fuzhen nodded: "Yes, it is the case. In the observance, there is some gods, there are some memories. Is the Tiancai not an incomplete? It is best to take advantage of his memory, how much can be added. How much is added.

Meng Liang squandered on the coffin, although the body was treated by Tianshu, but the brain is still available.

He heard Wang Fugui to make a good fortune in the positive gantry. The heart is very fire: Is this guy? So-operated sky, which is so complete? It is simply wholeheartedly to help the sky. It's all shameless, !

Meng Liang was ignored by Wang Fugui in his heart.

And Vanling did not take care of Wang Fugui, she just explored the chain, the time is not long, she touched a lock.

This lock has been completely rusted, even if it is not open with the key.

Vanling stared at this chapchat, and then drank. Use the short sword to block the lock.

Then, with the chain of the coffin from the coffin, it is like a snake, the twist curve falls.

After the iron chain falls, the coffin cover is open, and it is open.

Meng Liang, who was squaked on the coffin, dropped, and was pressed against the back by the coffin, it just like a turtle.

Among the coffins, they took out the smoke of the silk, and these flue gals were obsessed with Tianshu.

Vanling stared at the smoke and looked back and slowly squatted with Yuan Wuquan.

The smoke drove a circle and finally became a clear person.

This person asked the Vatican: "Is the Tiande Doctor, is it?"

Van Singer was silent, then shook his head slowly: "Not yet."

This person sighed and asked: "How many disciples are there today?"

The Vanling said: "Four."

This person stunned: "Is it wrong? Four hundred or four thousand?"

Van Singer said: "There are only four."

This person sighed, and he said: "Tianshi door, is it really dying?"

Van Singer came up and said loudly: "The sky is not performed, and the sky is better than ever. We have only four people left, but these four people are Chinese dragon phoenix."

The Yuanfu Springs next to it coughs.

Van Singer looked at Yuan Wuquan, turned over the eyes and said: "Maybe it's three."

She cleared the throat and continued to say loudly: "Today's day machine door, big waves, people who reserved them in this trouble. We must revive the sky, in this generation, you can Renaissance Tiande. "

Suspended in half air hit, I listened to a while, then nodded: "Okay, that's good, then good. Unfortunately ... I am not a dusty person, I can't see it."

Subsequently, a breeze blows, this book is dissipated.

Wang Fuzhen looked at this coffin, saying that Wang Fu, said to Vanwei: "You shouldn't let him go."

Van Singer looked at Wang Fugui: "Do you think he really tells us the content of the sky? This genius, even if there is only a trace of obsessment, it is also very cautious."

"He stayed, can only be obsected on the night, it is better to leave."

Wang Fugui is slowly nod: "This is also. He is obsessed because of the grievance of the sky. Even if the door is really revitalizing, he can't understand."

"Let him leave, at least the soul is calm."

He said to the Van Fan, said: "Just now, you have done very well. I have done better than me. I am too realized, I am a little unscrupulous, Ignore the feelings of Tianshu."

The Vanling has not spoken, and Meng Liang, who is squatting on the ground, is spit.

He strive to raise his head and looked at Wang Fugui said: "I call you a master, I think you have a high level, character, I didn't expect, you turned into this point."

"How? Your time to surrender the sky, do you take yourself as a manual door? You are like this, it is shameless, how can I be in the same martial art?"

Wang Fugui stunned, this remembered, his identity is the seismic winner.

He turned his eyes, dry cough, said to Van Singer: "What ... Woman, do you see that I can join the sky?"

"Although I have a low power, it is a bit strength. After joining the sky, I may have a little contribution to the sky door, maybe the sky is so prosperous."

Meng Liang: "..."

A old blood spit out.