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At this moment, Wanyuan Temple, no matter how long the winter is drought, will be blooming in a hundred flowers.

Whether there is spiritual, it will be able to get close to Ning Chen.

His wrist wrapped around the floating beads, the golden spikes fell on the side of his leg, the fingertips were pale, such as the purple net.

Suddenly golden pan, was pulled.

Ning Chen is light and thin, and it is explaining the scriptures.

His tone suddenly suddenly, when no one discovered the same time, he relentlessly explained the explanation.

The voice of the teenager is cold, and the ear is poured, and the full thoughts are washed.

A small person, holding his spout, climbing up, and standing his leg.

This makes the Ningthen eyelashes, but still does not bow, maintain a cool look.

And the Hai Weiwei, who once again smashed the blood, and bought a dead change in the paper, and wanted to strive for this hacked.

Otherwise, stay in the spirit pool every day.

Wait until the lotus is divided, and it is not necessarily waiting for a good feeling.

Bai Weiwei smashed the ear, and hugged a floating beads, and swayed, swayed, and then took off.

The whole person is instantly in the arms of Ning Chen.

The teenager who was still in a calm explanation, finally on the side of the light, but saw that Bai Weiwei squinted to him.

She shouted: "Monk, I have to die, you have to go."

Under the lotus table, it is a very high level.

When she fell, she would hurt if her body is light.

Originally holy and cold teenagers, the face finally appeared helpless, he sighed, extended a beautiful finger, spread.

The little person is blowing into his palm.

The sudden touch is soft, her lotus dress is also very powerful, giving a sense of glutinous rice.

This sudden scene has interrupted the rhythm of the explanation.

The young boy lighted the thin lips, turned his eyes, and the light refined her on his finger, rolling the body.

She is hard to sit up and immediately show him a cute laugh, but also throw a glance.

"Monk, I miss you, so come to you."

Ning Chen silently saw her for a while, and she cooked her on her knees and then looked up again.

All monks stunned downstairs.

The sound is still calm; "continue."

The old monk next to it is immediately tied, and I knocked on the wooden fish.

Bai Weiwei is also curiously sitting in his palm, right looking left.

"Monk, you are not intended, and you have cultivated a bunch of more innocent monks. Can you do something fun?"

Ning Chen did not pay attention to her.

It seems to be a more important thing to explain him.

Bai Weiwei is cold and cold, suddenly lifting his hand, facing his pointed nails, Harbin.

Then I went to him.

Ning dust is quiet.

Bai Weiwei snorted, fell, and his skin was really thick.

This is not broken.

She frowned, low his head, lit up ten fingernails, then scratch scratch screaming.

Finally, Ning Chen was trembled, and the fingertip was shaking. He explained that the voice of the scripture was low.

Bai Weiwei: Scratch scratching you to die.

Everyone in the warning of the sound of the wooden fish, she immediately bowed again and began to listen to the scripture.

The result is not heard.

Because of the teenagers on the stage, there is no talk.

They looked up again, but they saw the teenagers on the lotus table, looked looked at their palms quietly.

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