Nightwatcher

The Division of the Division and the Shadow.

Xu Qi'an sat lazy leaning against the collapse, hung in the back of the chair.

Spacious indoors, six dances dance, under a thin skirt, slender waist models.

Behind Xu Qi'an, a smashing shoulder, his legs are in another , let her pinch.

The flower married lady wears a gorgeous and complicated long skirt, and the first micro-hang, concentrate on the piano that is dedicated.

Occasionally, look at Xu Qi'an.

After a fragrant, the piano dissipates, the dancer exits the house, the floating fragrance, the net hand in the copper basin, obeys "Yang Gongzi originally a more people."

"Is it let you down." Xu Qi'an bowed his finger and returned to a sentence.

The flower launched a dress, sitting on him, sitting on him, hands with the strong chest muscles, smile and charming: "Like ..."

Xu Qi'an's maintenance head came to the Division, mainly the distance, absolutely not because of the hook, listening to the music, and here, floating to him is free.

"I have a chat content with the number. How do you know? The number of pieces are blinded, so I can't receive the communication of other fragment holders, but can other holders see? This book is an ancient version of QQ The group is not ... "

"I know that after the blood of the blood, I will add friends .... I was a bit scared, just think about this hot salad ....."

"Tiandi will seem to have a source ..... Doctor's split?"

Xu Qi'an's thinking was interrupted, frowning looked at his waist, twisted his hips, and the beautiful face was spring, and it was hitting him.

She has a pair of pitiful peach peach.

"You move again, the soft seat will change the socket." Xu Qi'an is not Yue.

A few minutes later, the ...................,,.

"Oh, the big day begins."

"Let's go first, it is estimated to go to dusk."

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Guiyue Building, Pun Feng and Ya Ya.

A man wearing a black stuffed man, a knife, sitting standing on the round table.

Black men's cheeks have two finger-long knives, triangles, light brown pupils, flashed fierce.

Give people a feeling of madness, as if they have nothing, they will cut people, and they are extremely deep.

He is the death row of more people, the name is taken by the holy, the prostitute day after next autumn.

Today, I came out of the dead prison today. The Jinyu told him that only a successful completion of a task, she could return him to the rivers and lakes. I found someone to the identity of his death.

This kind of credibility is very credible, the list of holy, usually means that it will be undoubted, it is impossible to be pardon. Looking for someone is correct.

This type of "will redeemed" transaction is not uncommon, when he has not been caught, he once listened to the seniors of Jianghu.

His task is very simple, just do a transaction.

But black men know that there is inevitable hidden danger. Otherwise, such a simple transaction, why must you find a dead prison?

Black men accept this task, two reasons: one, the sure is dead, not as good as Bo Yibo chance. Second, here is one of the lagival matches of the inner city, the most prosperous location.

Waiting for idlers, don't dare to make this place.

At this time, he heard the door of Yabo.

"The door is not locked, come in!" The black man's voice responded low.

The door of the Ya Room was pushed away. The man dressed in a Jianghu passed into the gray robes, and the half face hidden in the hood, the lower half of the bare, there is a layer of shallow The blue must be scraped.

The other party is vigilant to review each other.

Oh, we dressed in this body, I can't enter the inner city .... 80% is in the Guiyue Building to secretly change .... The robe may hide the weapon .... Black people are half a vigilant I think, I heard the cloak rivers and lakes, and asked hoarse voice:

"What?"

Black people calmly stare at him, faint: "I seem to say that this mirror spent five hundred two gold."

What mirror pool is 500 or two gold .... He added a sentence in his heart.

The cloak rivers and hunters "Well", stand insert into the arms, touched a silver ticket, the first silver ticket is one hundred and two.

Although I know that these silver tickets are finally going to pay, but the wealth is moving, the black man is not controlled, and the line of sight is sticking to the thick silver ticket.

"Mirror!" Cloak rivers and vites put the silver ticket on the table, and the voice was hoarse.

The black man is detailed, did not see any gods of mirror on the table.

The cloak rivers and homes looked up, revealing a sharp, such as a knife, staring at the mirror of the table:

"Very good, the transaction is reached, and this door, we have never seen it."

He picked up the mirror, and the black squad of the black dress stretched out of the silver ticket.

Suddenly, the death of the black jacket saw the cloak on the left side of the rivers and lakes slightly drums ... Not good! His pupil is like a strong shrinkage of strong light, and I don't want to think, sit on the side, avoid attacks that may exist.

The task is really not so simple ..... Fortunately, Laozi has been in the heart ..... This is a master, I am not hard to touch, directly break the window, don't believe him, the city is killed in the city of the city .... black The dead prisoner is flashing.

At this time, he saw his original position, sitting on a figure, wearing a black dress, his hands smashed the knife, the neck was cut down, and the bowl of mouth was sprayed with fresh blood.

Ok?

Black jacket is a string of question marks in the heart, followed by the consciousness, and the awareness has fallen into the boundless darkness.

The clonous rivers and lakes returned the silver ticket to his arms, smiled and turned out of the elegance.

......

The cloak will leave the Guiyue Building, and the fast horse when I ride, keep the inner city, leave the outer city, and then raise it on the official road, the horseshoe starts to smoke.

He ran a long time, a tea shed appeared in front, and three distressed tables.

Selling tea is a white old man, there is no guest, and the old man is sitting on the table and drinking tea.

The cloak is hung in the horse, the horse is long, and the high-speed is stopped.

The cloak paste the horse on the wooden pile of the roadside, and looked around and went to the tea shed.

He took out the jade mirror, and the respectful hands were welcomed: "Helping the Lord, fortunately."

The old man in the hair took over the jade mirror, the sound was low: "You brought it back to an enemy."

The cloak passengers, the future and responded, and he saw the old man waved and flew him.

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The cloak of the flying out is just colliding with a sharp gas machine, frying as a corpse on the spot.

Fatty splash.

The old man squinted, looking to the official, and a tall and tibaeded figure slowly came.

When he appeared, he was still at the end, after a few interest, it was less than 100 meters from the old man.

"Yang Shu, you only support the dog around you." The old man said: "Don't worry about it."

The poplar surface of facial paralysis is not expressive: "Diability."

Old Weng Bao is anger, emotional is out of control, loud: "Then don't blame the poor poor."

The simple clothes raise, a black smoke spilled from his body, when air was riot, sent a fierce cry.

Yang Yu frowned: "The land is a merit, when will these ghosts."

The old man has a black blood vessel, and the pupil is emerging, the magic of the mountain: "Hey, the poor will send you to ask Moral Tianzun."

The mouth is screaming, and the black smoke is whistling, and the side of Yang Shu.

Yang Yan has no expression, left and right hands to punch.

boom!

The violent gas machine is centered on him, and the straw and dust are rolled along the way, and finally hit a black film.

The sky is flashed, showing a moisturizing and slippery, like a reversed glass bowl.

"I am a ghost, it is easy, it can be difficult. Even if you are four dollars, you have to live." The voice of the old man is hoarse from hell.

In the air, it is reunited by the black smoke of the Yang Tao gas.

Yang Yu frowned, this array is a completely different fields with the Division's array.

The Division of the Si Tianji is to borrow the trend of the heavens and the earth. The Doumen's array is to arrange humanity and cannot last long.

This hundred ghosts are very tricky.

In the major practice system, the door is the poor ear of the Yuan Shenfang. Taoist six-piece gust of gods, in ancient times, also called ghosts, hook in the night, dominate the mortal life and death.

This hundred ghosts is similar to the means.

Although Wu Fu also has a tempering, but only superimposed defense, the toughness of the Yuan Dynasty, lacking the attack on the relevant field.

"I heard that the Dao door is called food, you can drive the magic weapon, summon Tianlei, don't let me experience it?" Yang Shuo did not express his expression, tone scorn.

"This is coming!" The old man was angered, and two bloods were sprayed in the sleeves, just like a blood lightning.

Yang Shu did not hide, it was argued by two blood lightning attacks.

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Two blood lightning is only a cutting of the clothes, and then fly out.

Copper iron bones!

"Why not pay back." The old man angry, the black blood vessels of the spider web were abnormal.

"I am waiting for my gun." Yang Yan frankly: "It's coming."

The voice falls, and a bright silver meteor is long.

The moistening and slippery hood should be broken, and the meteor is scribbled, and the evaporation of black smoke "".

"Internal can't be broken, then attack from the outside." Yang Wei stretched his hand and holding a long gun, a silver hole.

After saying this, his body is abrupt, as if it is integrated with a long gun, with an unstoppable momentum, stab the old man.

The ram of the old man, the silver light is flashed, can not be resistant, can't resist, it is a gun that does nothing.

Siji Wufu's gun.

"No!" The old man spits out of the golden Dan with bloody and black light, hits the long gun.

Jin Dan is in the gun, and the body of the old man is twisted in the gun. The silver light is rushing out of hundreds of feet, and a hill hole is worn.

The body of the old man is condensed in the half air, semi-deferred semi-real, his grievances stared at Yang Yan, and turned into the distant smoky shield.

Yang Wei bends his waist and picks up the jade mirror, picks up the silver gun, turned to the direction of the capital.

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Black smoke is out of 100 miles, and there is a village, stopped.

The old man's face is in the black smoke, staring at the village below.

Yin Shen is unable to act in the day, no flesh, strength is great. Unable to cope with the crisis that can be encountered later.

The old man plans to win a flesh and swallow the soul of the villagers of the village, nourishing itself.

After you have intended, the black smoke is in the village.

A lot of villages in the moment, the next moment is like a water wave, a hood that is lifted into five-color merits, and it is trapped.

The center of the magazine, wearing a broken robe, and the facial faculty is sitting.

......

In the morning, Xu Qi'an came to play more people.

Waiting for the follow-up of the "Copy" event.

If you don't know the results, he always feels not practical.

Near noon, the Black Serverator found him in the lunar hall next door to the Spring Festival.

Finally, it's coming .... Xu Qi'an slightly: "Good!"

PS: This chapter is more, so it is updated later. It can be updated in 7 o'clock.