Rebirth of Japanese Wolf Legacy

Rebirth of Japan's only wolf inherits Chapter 200

Although it is lost, it has left a deep impression on everyone's expectations.

There is such excellent soldiers in the name of the name, and there is such a good performance in this young state, it will definitely become the talents of the pillars.

"Kid, do it!"

The cream of the mountains vigorously patted the shoulders of the wild.

Butterfly saw a heart: "It seems that Judan's judgment is completely inaccurate."

After finishing her got up to take the wine.

On the banquet, with the battle of the battle, the desertation will soon be familiar with the people.

After drinking wine quietly, after a long time, his eyes removed from the absurd.

Only he knows.

The winner just walked was a wasteland.

At the end of the end, but the butterflies look at this battle in the eyes of Ninja.

For Ninja, how to quickly, accurate, secretly killed the enemy is everything.

In addition, she will make a wrong judgment.

If this is not a test, but a real battle, then in the moment of desertion exposes the chest, as long as the mountain's compilation is attacked, it is likely that it is likely to catch the opportunity to fight the chance.

But this is not a death, so the landscape of the mountain is not necessary.

It is precisely because he did not continue to go out, so he will only think that the Muslim is a 12th, and it is very thorough.

If the cream of the mountain continues to attack, then he shows that he is at least in the disadvantage, it is not too complete, and maybe there is a chance to bounce the attack of the wild, continue to fight.

But he stopped at that moment.

But I am not a quilty of the mountain, everyone has drank wine, it is a bit on the head.

What's more, the authorities are fascinated, and they are all used to be drunk. It is estimated that it will make the same choice.

I walked around, but I found a trace of two people.

"Say it ... I didn't see them yesterday." I murmly, "Zhang and Ba, you ... where to go?"

Chapter 180: Cough

After the dinner, the opportunity to go to the toilet will follow the main city of the name.

Tonight's stars have a lot of stars, and there is a meteor.

Washen is looking at the bell, silently detailed.

It's strange to say that it is close to two days, but he has not returned the signs so far.

"Will n't you go back?" Washali hoped to mutter himself, "I still say that I have to get it until you can go back?"

The bell is gently shaken in the wind, and the subtle sound rang from the bell.

Wilderness is looking at peace.

Since the bell can live, then you don't have to worry.

Perhaps ... you can actively control the time?

Unconsciously, he has already gone to the rear of the main city.

Suddenly a melodious flute sounds, attracting the attention of the desertation.

He looks an empty look.

There is a cherry tree there, and there is a big one in the tree.

The little man blows the flute, the sound is elegant.

Another figure is floating, almost unfair, with the flute and cherry petals.

Washali is looking for a little strange, now is the autumn, how can there be a cherry tree in the city?

The flute is melodious, somehow, the desert is reluctant to bother the two under the tree.

Everything seems to be like painting, ablation in the night.

I don't know how long it took, the desert is as drizzle, but the ear suddenly sounded a moving woman.

"You are sleeping here, you will catch cold."

Washen is looking away, but it is a big beauty.

He stunned.

It is not confused by the eyes of the opponent, but because of her eyes.

Deep, mysterious, just like the star river in the night, people come forward.

"Do you?" The woman once again.

At this time, the desertichuan is coming back.

"Oh ... Sorry, I just see fans ..."

"Seeing the fans?" The woman word into the eyes.

"I mean ... you just danced very well."

"Oh, is it?" The woman is laughing.

"But at this time, everyone celebrates at the banquet. How can you ran here alone?"

A tender male voice sounded.

The desertichuan looks on the right, and a boy is holding a flute.

"I have a little more, come out," Washen, "You are ...?"

"My name is a blind, it is a foreign man." Boy smiling.

"My name is Bar, is a big man." The woman also reported to the desertichuan smile.

Looking at the desertilation.