Super Warcraft Factory

Chapter 872, do you see me like a person?

squeak!

The three ventric dog size of the yellow big fairy, the body of the blue white current is stiff, and the fur coat is blusted to show an gap.

Wei Siwen's eyes were bright, and he did not hesitate to quickly charge the gap, and quickly escaped from the surrounded by Huang Dai.

"You are waiting, I will come back."

He jumped on the carriage, and he said, he studied the rivers and lakes to spend the evacuation.

The driver does not have to tell, and the horse is driving to run.

"Bonology, etc.!"

The guard has led more than 30 soldiers, keeping hands, look anxious. But the carriage did not stop the slightest, and he left.

"Ah, the weasel caught up."

The guards and his hand soldiers, there is no doubt that is abandoned.

"Damn, this task failed!"

Wei Siwen heard the tragic sound from the rear, but did not care.

He cares about this assessment, which is obvious, is going to fail, huge investment thrown into the water, even a bubble is not.

"No, I still have the opportunity, let my father have transferred thousands of troops after returning to Beijing."

Wei Siwen lost his depression in his heart, and his face was rebuilt, and he waved his arm.

He is not willing, in order to complete the test of the city, it is more than 100,000 silver, which is more than the tax payable than the Daming a medium government.

Such a big input, it is not easy to say Wei Jia, Wei Siwen dares to imagine, and the old man will hear how to respond.

Laojiao must be a half-dead, or definitely hit a half.

"Gong, how did you go so, haven't heard from the slaves, hurt my heart."

A word full of obsession, floating from Wei Siwen.

The faint fragrance is filled with a car, which is smoked, and there is a meal of this sleep.

what!

Wei Siwen's face became a huge change, and the wood grain sword was kept in the left side. The sound of this huge soul is not a maid, but a strange female voice.

"The temper of the son seems a bit violent, the slaves are not very like, please wait quietly."

A snow-white little hand reached out of the index finger and neutral finger, clamping the ripple sword.

Too much!

Two two fingers of the white eyes are like a fire, it is like a yellow puzzle, it is like a superstice on the white wall.

...... Modified immediately

squeak!

The three ventric dog size of the yellow big fairy, the body of the blue white current is stiff, and the fur coat is blusted to show an gap.

Wei Siwen's eyes were bright, and he did not hesitate to quickly charge the gap, and quickly escaped from the surrounded by Huang Dai.

"You are waiting, I will come back."

He jumped on the carriage, and he said, he studied the rivers and lakes to spend the evacuation.

The driver does not have to tell, and the horse is driving to run.

"Bonology, etc.!"

The guard has led more than 30 soldiers, keeping hands, look anxious. But the carriage did not stop the slightest, and he left.

"Ah, the weasel caught up."

The guards and his hand soldiers, there is no doubt that is abandoned.

"Damn, this task failed!"

Wei Siwen heard the tragic sound from the rear, but did not care.

He cares about this assessment, which is obvious, is going to fail, huge investment thrown into the water, even a bubble is not.

"No, I still have the opportunity, let my father have transferred thousands of troops after returning to Beijing."

Wei Siwen lost his depression in his heart, and his face was rebuilt, and he waved his arm.

He is not willing, in order to complete the test of the city, it is more than 100,000 silver, which is more than the tax payable than the Daming a medium government.

Such a big input, it is not easy to say Wei Jia, Wei Siwen dares to imagine, and the old man will hear how to respond.

Laojiao must be a half-dead, or definitely hit a half.

"Gong, how did you go so, haven't heard from the slaves, hurt my heart."

A word full of obsession, floating from Wei Siwen.

The faint fragrance is filled with a car, which is smoked, and there is a meal of this sleep.

what!

Wei Siwen's face became a huge change, and the wood grain sword was kept in the left side. The sound of this huge soul is not a maid, but a strange female voice.

"The temper of the son seems a bit violent, the slaves are not very like, please wait quietly."

A snow-white little hand reached out of the index finger and neutral finger, clamping the ripple sword.

Too much!

Two two fingers of the white eyes are like a fire, it is like a yellow puzzle, it is like a superstice on the white wall.

squeak!

The three ventric dog size of the yellow big fairy, the body of the blue white current is stiff, and the fur coat is blusted to show an gap.

Wei Siwen's eyes were bright, and he did not hesitate to quickly charge the gap, and quickly escaped from the surrounded by Huang Dai.

"You are waiting, I will come back."

He jumped on the carriage, and he said, he studied the rivers and lakes to spend the evacuation.

The driver does not have to tell, and the horse is driving to run.

"Bonology, etc.!"

The guard has led more than 30 soldiers, keeping hands, look anxious. But the carriage did not stop the slightest, and he left.

"Ah, the weasel caught up."

The guards and his hand soldiers, there is no doubt that is abandoned.

"Damn, this task failed!"

Wei Siwen heard the tragic sound from the rear, but did not care.

He cares about this assessment, which is obvious, is going to fail, huge investment thrown into the water, even a bubble is not.

"No, I still have the opportunity, let my father have transferred thousands of troops after returning to Beijing."

Wei Siwen lost his depression in his heart, and his face was rebuilt, and he waved his arm.

He is not willing, in order to complete the test of the city, it is more than 100,000 silver, which is more than the tax payable than the Daming a medium government.

Such a big input, it is not easy to say Wei Jia, Wei Siwen dares to imagine, and the old man will hear how to respond.

Laojiao must be a half-dead, or definitely hit a half.

"Gong, how did you go so, haven't heard from the slaves, hurt my heart."

A word full of obsession, floating from Wei Siwen.

The faint fragrance is filled with a car, which is smoked, and there is a meal of this sleep.

what!

Wei Siwen's face became a huge change, and the wood grain sword was kept in the left side. The sound of this huge soul is not a maid, but a strange female voice.

"The temper of the son seems a bit violent, the slaves are not very like, please wait quietly."

A snow-white little hand reached out of the index finger and neutral finger, clamping the ripple sword.