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Xia Ya: No, I can't sell this, sell this kind of thing, and the skin care is already full, even if it is a poor, there is a habit of habit.

So she does not have special channels.

Rely on the streets to sell things.

Not only selling it.

It may also be caught up.

And the cell is a girl, is the existence of hell.

The little witch believer is over, and the villain is full; "I will go to do the medicine, you will sunken the sun, let me tell you the story."

I am afraid of vegetative boring.

She uses her with her weight to ensure that they have served his service post.

Compared to the rest of the dead, you want to die.

In addition to the babysitter, this place is simply.

Suma is sitting on a chair and calm.

In his sight, you can always see the little witch.

However, after she changed the position, she can only see the sun outside the window.

I didn't feel anything at the beginning.

After all, I can still hear the footsteps that the little girl witch is running.

There is also a sound of material destruction.

Occasionally, I can see her wandering robe.

So still feel lively.

But this sound, it slowly disappeared.

First, the footsteps disappeared.

The little witch should sit in the table, try to use the unparalleled technique to make the beautiful water that can't be sold.

So don't walk.

However, the sound of making the medicine, and slowly paused.

The sound is not.

Empty room, less voice.

It turned out to be so quiet.

Xia Ya is indivisive, it seems that it doesn't care.

He used to be a ridiculous place, and he didn't feel it.

Dragonfly, in addition to occasional storms.

Basically, there is no creature, no sound.

That place is mad many people.

He felt very good.

He never likes to be lively, and the little witch has no sound.

He likes quiet.

The sun gradually disappeared, and it was dark.

There is no burning candle.

Black room, more cold.

The little witch shouldn't you come over and give him a chair?

After all, there is no sun.

Moreover, she saves money, and she knows that the sky is going to point the oil lamp.

I have never been afraid of black, and the Duke of Rose, and the Duke of Rose is cold and looked at the window.

Will not do something.

After all, it is not happening that the production of drugs is poisoned.

In this way, Chaia's eyelashes suddenly shake, and his eyes restored the power.

Lazy scattered eyelids finally put it a little bit.

The gray purple light, but it is infiltrated by a stunning ray.

Clear and cold, replaced the dead.

Long eyelashes, like a butterfly wing, lift up.

The power of the dragon is still with his strength, in the tilting.

But he digested some, at least the eyes are powerful.

Xia Yia firing metastases the beads, found that the head does not rotate, the line of sight is limited.

I can only see a shabby table corner.

There is no little witch figure.

Xia Ya is exactly excessive face, and a slight emblem changes.

This is not easy for him.

Every time you move, you are extracted with your own limited magic.

His lip is difficult to have, and the fingers are also moving.

Like trial, he suppressed dragons, using some own power.

Pain, invading his bones.

Let his muscle trembled.

Xia Ya slowly breathed, the forehead floated fine sweat.

His honey hairdressing, sticking on the forehead, the fair face has a few hint of tired red lotus.

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