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He feels that the figure seems to be a little familiar.

But I feel that I have entered the magic, how can I look at a strange figure, I feel similar.

The snow is not trace step by step to the sedan.

The devil is surrounded, "protecting the saints."

There is no trace of snow, no sword, white light flashes.

The front rowed him, and all swords have died.

But those magic portions are there is no soul, but they are not afraid of death, one will be rushed over.

Dead, residual, the bloody smell of the mountains can disgusting.

Snow is not trace white clothes dyed blood, he is indifferent, rubbing the sword with someone else's clothes.

Silver hair, he is slight behind, his face is as white, and it is a few pathologies.

He slowly walked over, the sword in his hand was unclear, and his blood fell to the sword.

"Give me my wife."

The snow is not slightly said, but it is clear into the sedan chair.

The people in the sedan seem to have heard what a funny thing, can't help but laugh.

Laughter silver bells make people feel moving.

There is no trace of snow, but suddenly stopped, and the eyes were frustrated.

Dare to confuse, this is an illusion?

The figure of the cone is suddenly disappeared.

There is no trace of snow, and quickly speeds up.

Directly crack the sedan chair, no one.

In his keen ear, he highlights the bell.

Bell ...

This bell is ... Wei Wei!

There is no trace of snow, and I am afraid that I have heard it wrong.

He lips, finally couldn't help but say: "Wei Wei, have you come back to see me?"

He thought it was her soul back.

She hated him so much, and she must not be willing to come back to see him.

So he didn't want to dream this time.

The snow did not hear an answer, but he heard the ringtone disappeared in the forest.

He is cold, not an illusion, is true.

It seems that there is a set of saints, it does have a set of hiking, charm, forged fake icons.

This is why she can let the magic reunite?

The snowless expression is finally collapsed. He is handsome and beautiful, and the cold in the dark is on the scorpion.

No one can put her.

He is not allowed.

Snow is not trace into the forest, and several magic masters suddenly jump from the forest.

"Nash!"

There is no trace of snow, and the swordrie falls a radians. Several masters have fallen to the ground.

It is still a sword.

Master, the rookie is also.

Pano is also a great, and it is great.

Everyone who attacks him is a sword.

His martial arts, high to make people, is not the force of human beings.

The ringtone is still coming, and the snow is shameful, but the eyes are cold.

He clenched the sword and took a strong killing and walked into the forest.

Then he saw a beautiful big tree, huge and heavy branches, a beautiful red yarn dreamed.

In the green leaf gap, it can't see the slim figure.

She was arbitrarily shaped, and the red long skirt, a pair of naked and exquisite feet, dried from the trunk, and a bell hanging on a bell.

She is back to him, sweeping the small adjustment, and the sound is soft.

Such as soft smoke, it is like water in water.

The snow is slow, and he is still looking at it, even if it is just a back, he recognizes.

But it is afraid, it is his dream.

He sounded softly, "Wei Wei?"

The figure seems to be stunned, then she turned, revealing the familiar and beautiful face.

Bai Weiwei revealed a splendid laugh, "Master, you are coming."

The snow has no trace of chest pain, but he is as sweet as , it is completely not depressed.

He stepped in some unstable walks, she sat on the trunk, he reached out and wanted to pull her down.

But in anxious, she took her ankle, and the silver bell was cold.

Let him wake up, then it is ecstatic.

It is true, not a dream, not an illusion.

It is a living Vivi.

The snow is red and red, excited to tears almost coming out.

He was excited to reach out, holding her ankle, face and felt the temperature familiar with her body.

Hot, is a human temperature.

Instead, not ... the body.

Bai Weiwei was somewhat strange to push back, her eyes gentle, "Master, what happened, but I haven't seen it for a few days, what is you excited?"

There are many words in the snow, and they are blocked in their mouths. I don't know what to say.

Bai Weiwei has jumped down the tree and smiled and cute near him.

She stretched out his hands on his shoulder, picked up his feet, and his face was close to him.

She is warm and sweet, surrounded by him.

"Master, is it very happy to see me?"

The snow is not trace, and it cannot be controlled close to her, reach out and buckled her waist, I want to completely ban her arms.

But the next moment.

His chest is cold, a short blade, in his chest.

Bai Weiwei still laughed and sweet, she whispered: "Master, see you is happy, this sharp edge is the taste, delicious?"

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