Imperial Phoenix Rules

Jin Yuer listened to the voice after the hall, and the greater the heart.

She began looking forward to the king's piece acknowledged that she would not, and retired Jin Zhi to her.

"Not something, it is what you think."

"This piece of feathers, your golden home is really going to give it to me?"

Junkuchi pinched this golden feather from the brocade box, swayed toward Jin Yan.

Jin Yuer replied: "Of course, as long as the king ..."

Her sentence is not finished as long as the "Miss Miss can refine".

Junkou Huang spent his words, saying that: "Very good, wait for your gold home, don't be distressed."

"Ling Tian, ​​how to refine this stuff."

The golden tag of the King's Skin, swayed in front of the emperor.

The attitude of her tone is like the golden talents in his hand, it is really just a feather.

"Take it at the same time and the phoenix, you can use the flame to refine 10 minutes."

When the emperor said, the Junkko called an emergence of Jinding, throwing the shrinking Phoenix and the golden tie, covering the cover, summoning the ink color flame to start refining.

"Jun ..."

Jin Yuer saw that Junku Hui fell into the refining of Jin Zhi in a second, and the whole person was already.

What do you think of Junkko is actually refining on the spot.

Jin Zi's refining is so difficult. She has already got a clear, and Junmeng Huang knows that the failure is still going to try, she is crazy or stupid? !

The Mozi girls headed by Mu demon, obviously can't understand the practice of Junkuo.

"She is a brain into the water, actually refining on the spot."

Can't refine, it is enough to lose your face, and you have to fail on the spot to make yourself.

I have never seen it like Junkko.

"Maybe it's an anxious, your mind is caught, do things, don't care."

Han Yi is ironic.

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"She thought she was, but the emperor didn't allergently cultivated the golden talents, she could refine!"

"No matter what, this is getting more exciting."

All Mozi, put the sight of the south of Junkhu Hui called the Swallow.

They have been waiting to wait for the failure to see Junko.

The Mozu in the seat looked at the ink flames that swallowed down.

I don't know why, the Junkko uses the ink flame of the refining, giving them a very uncomfortable feeling.

This kind of uncomfortable feeling is exactly the same as the bloody pressure that has encountered by the blood of the blood.

How is it possible, Junkko is a human and spiritual double blood, and there is no magic blood.

She summoned the flame black and a member of the group, looked at it.

How can I have a high blood pulse to produce a high blood pulse, which is the magic blood of the root seedlings.

This must be an illusion, illusion!

The Moz have shaken the brain, and the idea is behind the brain.

In the magic of the magic, I thought it was absolutely impossible to succeed, and I was very fast in ten minutes.

Junkuo opened the sneath, turned off, and removed the narrowed phoenix.

The rush of the pool is booming in her hand, and the lap below the two small wings is originally black feathers. All become a golden feather.

The king's mouth is slightly hooked, and the golden talents of her refined golden house.