Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

"Ok?"

Jun Lingliu willow, beautiful, beautiful.

She is also a prostitute, although there is no Jun Xiaoyao and ten sequences, but it is still thin.

People who dare to treat her, they can be uncomfortable.

The young figure that is shrouded in the black fog is the follower of the monarch, the black clouds, and the dark soil.

"You are ... the people of the black cloud?" Jun Lingzhen frowned.

She is a seven-awalated heart, knowing the knowledge, and recognizes that the black tiller is the black cloud.

But she is unclear that the black soil is a follower of the monarch.

After all, Jun Ling is not concerned about the king.

"This is a clear tea, I want, do you have any opinions?" The black tiller looked with a monarch, with provocation.

Jun Lingli flashes glitter.

She also saw it, this is not accidental.

But this black cloud is arrogant, and it takes the initiative to find out.

"Do you know my identity?" Jun Ling is light, and it is great to be proud.

Only in front of Jun Xiaoyao, she is a woman who is embarrassed.

In the face of anyone else, it is a high-top privacy.

"I am also a follower of the people who will be a lot of people. How can I not know the list of exquisite women?" Black Soil did not care and laughed.

"It turned out." Jun Lingnantn and heard the moment.

No wonder this black cloud is arrogant, so there is no such thing, and even dare to provoke her.

It turned out that behind the fifth sequence behind, the monarch robbery.

In this way, the black Soil does not need to avoid her.

"This tea is what God is, you dare to obstruct it?" Jun Linglong is indifferent.

"Sorry, my adult also wants to drink tea, and there is, don't take the gods as the arrow, my family is not weak!" Black Soil is cold.

At this moment, a sword light, suddenly, set to black soil.

At the same time, there is also a indifferent scream: "Where to come, let me learn from the Jun Music Lessons!"

Feel the fluctuation of the sword light, the black face is suddenly changed.

His body shape is turned on, which is actually turned into a black fog.

That sword light wore black fog, and she fell on the ground.

Black soil turns again to condense, but the face is pale.

It is a racial talent of his black cloud.

However, every time it is displayed, it is extremely expensive.

Not far away, the figure of the sword is exactly the tenth sequence, the junrangjian.

He wanted to become a follower of Jun Xiaoyao, but he was rejected by Jun.

One sequence becomes a follower, it is indeed not very appropriate.

Although I was rejected by Jun Xiaoyao, but the Jun Sword is now, there is a consciousness of followers.

Just don't have this famous head.

"The ten sequence, the junfang sword, why ..." The black face is pale, and it is jealous.

If it is just a monarch, he is naturally not afraid.

Although Jun Ling is a noble woman, it has not reached a top ten sequence level.

And this singer, but the price of the price is real.

Although the status and strength, no one of his family.

But the sequence is the sequence, not humiliating!

Black Soil is also full of confusion, how does the gentleman sword feel, like Jun Xiaoyao followers?

"Who gives you courage, provocation the people around the God, is it the monarch?" Jun Gaojian was awakened.

Black Silk Faces a young white.

In the face of the junan sword, he still has some.

And at this time.

A cold sound of ice is in the distance.

"Jun, the sword, you are also one of the sequences. It is willing to become a followers of Jun Xiaoyao. What is the charm of him, let you all want to take him?"

When he heard this sound, the gentleness of the jun is also slightly changed.

This is the voice of the monarch.

as expected.

A figure wrapped with lightning gods, from the air, it is a million robbery.

He floats in the dark, and the two glasses of thunderstandings, there is a lightning rule of lightning, which seems to be a thunderstorm.

"That is ... The fifth sequence of the monarch will be robbed?"

"What happened, is there a conflict?"

"It seems that it is the tenth sequence of the monarch, and there is a exquisite woman."

"Yuan Tian's secret secret has not been opened, is it in the fight?"

Many eyes are attracted.

"Jun will rob, what do you want?"

Seeing the breath of the monarch, the juno sword brow is condensed.

The temper of the monarch, is a famous .

Don't say foreign people, it is a monarch, and he has lesseded a lot.

"The sequence of the Tangjun is turned into followers. If you are so happy, then take the next sequence!"

The monk will be able to shoot directly.

He raised his hand and there was a Thunder's light exposure.

He cultivated the Ethers, ferocabulary, and awakened the thunderous tactics.

In the three thousand physiques, the top three hundred.

And this kind of thunder robes, strong attack, and amazing, far super super-Ye Xingyun's star.

Bang!

The magic will be launched, and the rolling thunder is imitation for torrents, and it is over to the Jun Sword and Jun Ling.

"not good!"

Jun said, hurried out of the sword, and the sword was spread.

Jun Linglong also shot.

However, even the two of them shot at the same time, it is also difficult to block the move of the king.

The roar is a loud noise, and the shape of the Jun Sword and Jun Linglong is a shock.

The jun fell is okay, after all, is the tenth sequence, although it is not more than the king, but it will not be too gap.

And Jun Ling, then repaired a slightly wizzighing, even retreats dozens of steps, the snowy blunt face reveals some pale, and the lips have a touch of blood stains.

Jun Wancheng has a sound, and the face is indifferent: "Today, it is warned, telling the Jun Xiaoyao, and it is low-key."

Say, Jun will turn around.

No matter what, the Jun Sword and Jun Lingliang are the monarch family, a little lesson, and the air of the Jun Xiaoyao can be pressed.

I didn't think about it really hitting them.

"The strength of the adult, the fruit is really champions!"

Seeing the king of the monarch, slamming the Jun Sword and Jun Linglong, and the eyes of the black loud eyes exposed the color of the worship.

He turned to look forward to Jun Ling, and there was a taste of the mouth: "Tell your hostess, my family is the top of the monarch, the top of the top, the top, the top, the hope!"

After the finishes, the black tilles have followed the monarch.

When Jun Ling, it was again spit out a small blood.

"You are not injured." Jun said, said that the tone is implied.

His indeed a bad thing compared to the monarch.

"Nothing, I have to buy tea to the son." Jun Ling has not forgotten his own business, and I bought a clear soul tea to Jun Xiaoyou.

Jun said that it is slightly sigh.

This time, she thinks, or is a matter of Jun.

However, Jun Sword also knows that Jun Xiaoyao is not a master of reliability.

Sinted his people around him, the monarch was robbed, and it was afraid that he didn't eat fruit.