The king of Jurao should not be, and this is not available.
In the middle of the rear, it is uneasy, every day is in the prosperous prosperity of the government, and Changzhi Long is agad. As a result, her most valued king, but she made this, it is simply to play her face.
After anger, the Emperor made an application, the land of the government became ten, and the King Hall has ten.
The whole government has expanded, the number of originals, many people, and suddenly spread, it seems to be empty.
After that, King, King, sinful.
Dreaming of this apartment scene, the king of Jurao also maintains a gentle situation, and the scenery of the scene is in order to helpless, and finally, I didn't know anything, and I couldn't figure out what it is ...
She only remembers that the king of Jura is deeply looked at her, as if I can see the old days.
In the gentle scorpion, there is a universe.
Then Qin Lingjun woke up.
She is too excited, I will wake yourself directly.
The sky is still the brightness, and the ground is still full of sand, sweeping over, and there is no new thing. Qin Lingjun is inexplicable, don't know why you will do a dream.
It is always not so late.
Qin Lingjun smiled, and then feel ...
It is also possible.
"People are in mildew to a certain extent, they are not the protagonist who hangs." Qin Lingjun appease himself, "it is not big, not even more decent."
One person who has not registered during the life and death time, she feels that this life is stolen.
Both life and death are small things.
Qin Lingjun took out the mobile phone and saw that the time did not change, the mobile phone power is also the same.
She sighed, and she was harvested.
Get up, she will then choose a direction, starting with a cuddling walk, has always walked back to the place where I went back to myself.
Still not going.
Qin Lingjun sat on the ground and then lie down again.
It is said that she has no image, and that is not.
She stayed in this inexplicable place for so long, whether it is hair or clothes, almost all haven't mess. Even the makeup on her body, this moment is intact, there is no signs of fancy.
If you don't do, Qin Lingjun began to stamp the earth.
The finger is a poke, a hole on the ground.
Finger two poke, two holes on the ground.
Qin Lingjun is annoyed, and the little fist hammer is on the ground.
According to the structure of the sand, a fist hammer is full of sandy ground, only the only pain is that hand. Only slow actions can only make the sandstone to avoid the fist.
However, things happened.
The ground in front of the face is accused of fist, it has not been exposed to, directly caught a groove of a fist size, avoiding the Qin Lingjun's fist.
Qin Lingjun is slightly lingering, a confusion looks to this land, and does not understand what is going on.
How to get it?
She recovered her hand and wondered finely played his hand.
Small, white tender, and also made a beautiful pink nail. Due to countless hand masks, so far, the old, the right hand, the right hand refers to it, because the book is grinded from the past year.
This pair look like her, exquisite and beautiful, and has not been done.
Qin Lingjun is very strange, watching the groove on the ground, and put the hand in the past.
The small groove is stopped.
Qin Lingjun explored his hand to explore, and didn't touch the sand, and he saw that the groove has expanded a bit.
"Well--"
Qin Lingjun looked at this situation.
Don't go out this place, not the road on the ground, but under the bottom?
How can I get?
Qin Lingjun hands holding boxing, testiness is going down.
The small groove gradually increased, and there was a deep basin size for a while.
Qin Ling Jun's head has a size of the stress and the size of the hole and the speed of restoring the original state. I feel that I want to dig holes, but how to ensure that the surrounding sand will not be re-filled after her, is the focus.
In case her is very jumping, I will go directly to my head, then I will finish.
Qin Lingjun took out the mobile phone and started to do math questions.
If you want the hole to how to get the size of the size, you can narrow the speed, you can take it into the sand to find out the scenery below, and you can keep her in time to return to the air in the case of being found.
She is born is this piece of material, and she has gone an answer without a while.
The depth of the bottom is depends on the size of her hole.
A beautiful girl, in order to escape the inexplicably of the unreasonable smoke, take off his shoes, and start planing.
I don't know how long time has been.
Qin Lingjun did not know tired, did not dare to stop, and a little bit of its own way.
The original small groove became more and more, the mouth is getting more and more obvious.
Qin Lingjun even pericated that the speed of sand recovery is getting slower, and later, it is almost slow to her notice.
She didn't dare to determine, is the real sand recovery is getting slower and slower, or that the groove is too large, so that her naked eye is not enough to observe the narrowing of this scale.
If you can model your testing.
Qin Lingjun is missing the day with a computer.
She didn't dare to sleep, did not dare to rest, afraid to rest for a rest, her work began to reverse.
"I know that there is such a day, I will not come to the king." Qin Lingjun was quite grievance.
Why don't you need Qin Lingjun to contact the sand, but it is boring and boring.
Qin Lingjun saw the groove in front of him, from which she buried her whole person, I could bury ten her, and I couldn't know a few her.
Digging to the whole person is in the pit, and Qin Lingjun hit something unexpected.
She gently acch, reached out to dig out what I have encountered.
It is a wooden box.
Under this sand, I actually hide a wooden box.
The carvings on the wooden box are delicate, and they are valuables. This reproduction product, even if the machine is produced, the current price is not low.
Qin Lingjun did not hesitate, and reached out and opened the wooden box.
In the box, the cotton pad, the cotton, there is a butterropo, which looks very beautiful.
Most Huangmei on the market, permeable is enough, but many because they have not been too paying attention to cutting, they cannot refract light, and they always feel that there is a glass of glass. This round of yellow is not the same, it is a little light, it is from your own light.
Not like a amber.
This bead doesn't know why, it looks a soft feeling.
Just like ... Pudding's soft feeling.
Qin Lingjun looked at the beads and unexpectedly had the idea of eating.
She closed the wooden box and persuaded himself: "Don't eat, how to die, and you will not go to the point of eating the beads."
Advise yourself, Qin Lingjun stepped on the sand of the sand and climbed towards the pit.
She strived to climbed out, looking at this big pit from the top.
It is much less efficient than imagination.
Qin Lingjun couldn't help but sigh.
Since I was concerned, she had the number of times the number of sighs rose straight, and they couldn't help but sigh.
She put the wooden box in her hand to her shoes next to her shoes.
Just put it down, Qin Lingjun is full of mind to open it again to see the yellow and shot in the two eye wooden boxes.
This strong idea can't be pressed, so that the body of Qin Lingjun is not straight, open the box directly, re-appreciates the yellow-led in the wooden box.
How could this be?
Qin Lingjun stared at Huang Zizi to see the meeting, then stayed again, reflect on himself.
She frowned and thought that this bead is very unhappy.
very beautiful!
Want to eat!
No, no!
How can the beads eat?
Can't eat!
Want to eat!
Qin Lingjun has shrunk and retreats a step forward, and vigilant to look forward to the beads in front.
This bead is hooking her!
I taste the taste, if I can't bite, I am spit out!
Qin Lingjun consciously confused a moment, the hand was again forward, and he grabbed this bead, and then fly into his mouth.
The bead entrance is instant.
After returning to God, Qin Lingjun went to his eyes and his face was stunned.
She is flustered to spit out the things in their mouths, how can I spit out?
Normal people who will eat this kind of thing? !
Qin Lingjun spit two tongues, and found that there is no way to deal with this situation, and finally I chose to give up.
Really ... it's too bad.
Qin Lingjun has a low mood, and even the land does not want to dig.
If you are trapped here, you will have something you don't know.
How did that happen?
Qin Lingjun wronned to cry.
She took the wooden box and lost her back to the pit: "Go to death!"
The wooden box fell into the pit and sent a slight rolling impact until they fell to the deepest place, slowly being concealed by the surrounding sand.
Qin Lingjun outside the tower, took out the mobile phone to start writing a small article of dispatching a mood.
Similar to a small article.
I have been writing to my heart, and Qin Lingjun fell asleep again.
The previous dream has follow-up.
She has worked hard here, and I also took a name called Mengpo.
She and Meng Po communicate everything about the heavens, and said the future of the government. Meng Po worried that Ashura family will finally leave. Is there a birth of a race, do you have to usher in a complete done?
The last soil feels that Meng Po is worried, it is not only Ashura, and there is a last Phoenix between the world.
This phoenix may die anytime, anywhere.
This may be love.
Just love, in the eyes of the sky, too fragile, can't afford it.
After a discussion, the rear concrete and a friend, quietly set a plan.
They silently observed the reincarnation of the people, speculating the laws of the heavens, and tried to find the omissions that can be fly from the rulings of the juniority.
Finally, one day, back was found.
"There is between the heavens and the earth, the skylines, looking for his own way, can avoid the heavenly peak."
The evolution of the heavens also limit itself in the rules.
"The way of the world, there is always a way that can be formed without relying on the heavens. These ways, such as the escape of the violet, is a first-line vitality between the heavens and the earth, illusion is a variety of power, existed from all over the place."
Meng Po opened: "As long as you find your own line of life, you can turn against the sky."
Then the end of the nodes.
The two sides said that two sentences were then respectively.
Then get the news, which is already in the Men's tires.
I passed the tire of the tires, only rear of the earth, her friendly friends gave the heaven.