Imperial Phoenix Rules

Her Jin Linger lost, and the attributes and parameters of losing the raw materials were not recognized.

"No, this is definitely impossible, Junkko, Miss this lady can't lose it!"

The Jin Linger can't accept this result, and she also believes that the fairy that I practice is absolutely impossible.

So, it is definitely what conspiracy means for Junkuo, and do a hands and feet.

Jin Linger looked at the emperor: "Emperor, this is absolutely problematic, the minister is required to try again!"

"Is there a problem? What you mean is that the present is helped."

Emperor Lingtian floats an unidentified look.

That's right, he did help it.

However, it is not inserted directly on this matter.

"No, the minister did not dare."

The person's meaning is that it is a hopping and feet. The person's weapons, but the eight-star fairy, the sharpness is ten, and it is impossible to lose to the Mochun, which is not the curd! "

So far, emperor can't help the weapons of Junku Phoenix.

Jin Linger determined, it is definitely what Junkko is moving in the dark.

"Yes, the emperor, Miss Linger is right, Junkuple must have problems!"

"Emperor, we strongly recommend that Miss Linger will try again with Junkko!"

The magic girls in the main hall are also in a hurry, and they have helped the Jin Linger.

If you admit that all this is not any problem, isn't that Junkou Huang won?

Even if Junku Huang won the refiner, the later compete will be lost.

But they don't want to have any chances of winning the Skin!

"I just called you myself, I see it clearly, I don't pay attention to God, this will lose and think about it."

If the monk is helpless, it sighs.

"Forget it, since you are not convinced, come again."

She doesn't matter if she is a refiner.

It is just a variety of spices used to practice refining, and she is the first time, she still feels fresh.

"But the words are in front, Jin Linger, you can't win how many times, you can't win."

The Junkko is a blink of the golden spirit, and the little hand will be lifted, it will be hung in the sky.

"Hey, Junko, don't think that you have won once, you can do it again, you can get through the next time, the next Miss will win you!"

Jin Linger snorted, and didn't take the green sword that was chopped into two halves, sit back in the seat.

The two people and the golden spirit of Junkou and the Golden Linger began a new round.

After an hour, the results still did not change.

The no-grade long sword made by Junkuchi, and practiced the Golden Eight Star Caile long knife to cut into two halves.

"No ... this is impossible! Come again!"

Jin Linger still can't accept this reality.

This Jinling is really not to die in the Yellow River.

Come here.

The third time, the non-season weapon made by Junkuchi, cut off the fairy made by Jinling.

Fourth, the fifth time ... Junkuchi made the non-equal weapon, cut off the fairy made by Jinling.

All the Mozu looked at the ratio of this Junko single-faced gold spirit, from amazing, arrogant, to shock, and now I can't say it.

They have numb.

This is too terrible, and the refineries between the two are in the whole process of being killed by the monk in Mochun.