Super Warcraft Factory

Chapter 1170

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The monk of the medicine pills was close to the flower sedan. The thick back machete swept the army, and the four lifting the car servant waist, as if the sharp small cuble knife was easy to simmer.

The servants of the broken two have not flowing out of a drop of blood, there is no organ in the inside of the abdomen, and there is no monster wearing a human skin. It is not a person inner.

The companions are tragic, the remaining twelve faces are palatable, there is no bloody servant, completely indifferent, the look is wood, waving in the hands of the hand, the small , the bell drum and other musical instruments, the trend is to the monk.

"come!"

The violent monk is not flashing, and the koo stands with a thick knife, and the rapid and accurate seven-eight knives, each knife has a jack.

Dangdang!

The servant of various musical instruments is retreats after connecting, leaving a footprint that has not had an ankle, even some more lightweight musical instruments, and flutes.

"Haha, I will die!"

The monk has never feels so powerful and laughs.

In the body, an infinite force, a knife seems to be able to split the hill. Even if it is a red bride that scares all people in the field, I have to hate his knife.

The head of the tendon meat is like a villager of a human bears, and the old man is old, and all the small cow villages are wide-eyed, staring at the monk.

Although they are very curious, Sun Fan has a calendar of the two pills, but they know that the most important thing now is to retreat the bride, and other things can be said later.

Even people in patrols think that the strength before the monks can't strong, but now sweep the bride's servant, if the pill makes himself ate, it can make strengths several times!

Many people leave some energetic, quietly put on Sun Fan, pay attention to his one fell.

Under the sneak of the monk, the car servant is not a waist, it is a broken hand, completely lost his war, insufficient.

"The gods, let me open this labor!"

The monk is a big step forward, and the whole body force is brought to the thick back machete, and the horses will hide the dark red flower sedan.

The blade did not arrive, the split air hit the bead curtain on the cavity, showing the inner side, and the head of the phoenix crown is the petite figure.

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The flown sedan is four-fold, the monk is the man who does not change, and the slim figure of the head of the red cover.

Everyone lifted his heart, and he was too close to the front, and he had to forget to breathe.

That is to commit the blood, let the Dada have a helpless monster red bride? It seems that there is no difference between marriage and ordinary people.

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The monk of the medicine pills was close to the flower sedan. The thick back machete swept the army, and the four lifting the car servant waist, as if the sharp small cuble knife was easy to simmer.

The servants of the broken two have not flowing out of a drop of blood, there is no organ in the inside of the abdomen, and there is no monster wearing a human skin. It is not a person inner.

The companions are tragic, the remaining twelve faces are palatable, there is no bloody servant, completely indifferent, the look is wood, waving in the hands of the hand, the small , the bell drum and other musical instruments, the trend is to the monk.

"come!"

The violent monk is not flashing, and the koo stands with a thick knife, and the rapid and accurate seven-eight knives, each knife has a jack.

Dangdang!

The servant of various musical instruments is retreats after connecting, leaving a footprint that has not had an ankle, even some more lightweight musical instruments, and flutes.

"Haha, I will die!"

The monk has never feels so powerful and laughs.

In the body, an infinite force, a knife seems to be able to split the hill. Even if it is a red bride that scares all people in the field, I have to hate his knife.

The head of the tendon meat is like a villager of a human bears, and the old man is old, and all the small cow villages are wide-eyed, staring at the monk.

Although they are very curious, Sun Fan has a calendar of the two pills, but they know that the most important thing now is to retreat the bride, and other things can be said later.

Even people in patrols think that the strength before the monks can't strong, but now sweep the bride's servant, if the pill makes himself ate, it can make strengths several times!

Many people leave some energetic, quietly put on Sun Fan, pay attention to his one fell.

Under the sneak of the monk, the car servant is not a waist, it is a broken hand, completely lost his war, insufficient.

"The gods, let me open this labor!"

The monk is a big step forward, and the whole body force is brought to the thick back machete, and the horses will hide the dark red flower sedan.

The blade did not arrive, the split air hit the bead curtain on the cavity, showing the inner side, and the head of the phoenix crown is the petite figure.

!

The flown sedan is four-fold, the monk is the man who does not change, and the slim figure of the head of the red cover.

Everyone lifted his heart, and he was too close to the front, and he had to forget to breathe.

That is to commit the blood, let the Dada have a helpless monster red bride? It seems that there is no difference between marriage and ordinary people.

!

The monk of the medicine pills was close to the flower sedan. The thick back machete swept the army, and the four lifting the car servant waist, as if the sharp small cuble knife was easy to simmer.

The servants of the broken two have not flowing out of a drop of blood, there is no organ in the inside of the abdomen, and there is no monster wearing a human skin. It is not a person inner.

The companions are tragic, the remaining twelve faces are palatable, there is no bloody servant, completely indifferent, the look is wood, waving in the hands of the hand, the small , the bell drum and other musical instruments, the trend is to the monk.

"come!"

The violent monk is not flashing, and the koo stands with a thick knife, and the rapid and accurate seven-eight knives, each knife has a jack.

Dangdang!

The servant of various musical instruments is retreats after connecting, leaving a footprint that has not had an ankle, even some more lightweight musical instruments, and flutes.

"Haha, I will die!"

The monk has never feels so powerful and laughs.

In the body, an infinite force, a knife seems to be able to split the hill. Even if it is a red bride that scares all people in the field, I have to hate his knife.

The head of the tendon meat is like a villager of a human bears, and the old man is old, and all the small cow villages are wide-eyed, staring at the monk.

Although they are very curious, Sun Fan has a calendar of the two pills, but they know that the most important thing now is to retreat the bride, and other things can be said later.