Imperial Phoenix Rules

"Many things! Go back to the penalty."

The emperor looked at him very unpleasant.

"Yes."

The purple purple is helpless, and the self-esteem has never been able to settle others.

He looked at the singer of the coma, and he also understood the loss, and he kneelted deeply.

"There are two people, take back."

Emperor Ling Tian looked at the two eyes in the speedboat.

When he launched the soul soul, in order not to wave two people, the two people were dizzy directly, cover in a layer.

After the explanation, the Emperor Lingtian held the monk ink, stepped on the back of the twelve wings, and quickly disappeared.

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The Junkun Huang was groggy, and someone was observed that it took her to save her and wrapped her firmly in her.

This arms, very warm, very familiar.

If in us, her allergy must know who this person is.

But she is exhausted, and he is seriously injured, and it is burnout, and it is painful to move my body.

Junkko Huang is open, and try to find the focal length, she wants to know who to save her.

However, no matter how hard she works, how can the eyes can't find the focal length, can't see it.

The limbs are like a lead, and even the finger cannot move.

She heard someone speaking in her ear, what is the specific, she can't hear it.

Then there is a call whisper scraped when the high-speed flight is flying, but there is no wind blowing to her face.

The scenery in front of me is flashing quickly, and Junkko only feels blurred in front of him, and there is a group of light groups to drift.

Everything in the world is unique, only hugging her arms is true.

"Sleep, it's okay."

There is a big hand touched her forehead, there is a gentle whispering sound.

Jun Mochun felt very comfortable, and the under the small face was smashed, and closed his eyes and slept.

Emperor Lingtian, looked at the monk, the heart, the unlike, the heart suddenly became a mess, and then helpless smiled.

She is seriously injured, and her spiritual power is exhausted, so they have no preparation to him.

After she was awake, this girl is afraid that it will become a little hedgehog.

I will wake up once, and the injury will be better, but the mental strength is still lacking.

Her reason is never, will not have any warranty of him, all exercises with physical and mental energy.

The emperor Ling Tian lip hooks, and the heart suddenly rises deep expectations.

I don't know how long I have slept, I woke up again, and the Junko is a lot, but I am somewhat embarrassed.

Open your eyes, a beautiful face of the beautiful face into the eye.

The bloody scorpion, full of endless gentleness.

Junku Hui looks at him, how can the emperor are here, it will not be her dead, so there is an illusion?

Taken around, it is a hall made of snow white marble. All furniture and decorations of the main hall are or deep or shallow white, not what she knows anywhere.

I heard that the color of heaven is white.

After it, it seems that she is really dead, someone saved her is an illusion.

However, she has a lot of blood, how could heaven.

It should be that the sky is poor, and she will experience the feeling of heaven before hell.

This is not, also comes with a beautiful man.

"Emperor Lingtian."

Junkou Huang's raise handy, touching his side face.

Temperate, soft, feel good, and the same.

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