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Little auspicious and servants looked at Li Xiuwen's hand on the hand, widened, and it was uninterested to confident look.

If it is not a painted wall of the monster, they can't believe in the mysterious power of the stream of Xianfo, which will really appear in front of them.

In the day, they donated sesame oil in the road, and also went to the Buddha Temple to burn incense, praying that the fairy Buddha bless himself, but He once thought that Jia Huan's young master is also a member of the mysterious power.

At this moment, a multicolored fog is integrated into the forehead. The brain is cool, and the thinking is much flexible. Suddenly I know that Jia Ring has a mysterious power.

"If I dare to leak half a secret, let the thunder die, drown by the water!"

"Even if you kill me, I don't dare to reveal the secret of the young master!"

The servant has swearing, and I can't get a heart to verify the heart.

They don't know if they are dead, they will be resurrected in the style of painting. If it is true, but if you don't hurry to be loyal, I am afraid I can't see the sun in tomorrow.

"good very good!"

Li Xiuwen nodded and was comfortable, and waved to let them disappear, holding a new to hand and returned to the room.

In a study, he knew that the scroll is a fascinating instrument called Yingsi, the original shape is now appearance, and the painting wall is just the form left by the last owner.

The former owner of the shammid map seems to be fast, there is no way to use it, so this kind of spirit is attached to the wall.

Its function says some chicken ribs, internal self-contained space, or to confuse the enemy with a female color, or use the name of the god to threaten others, and finally reach the purpose of invading the soul.

Li Xiuwen is a bit disappointed, and the shammid map is useful to deal with ordinary people and the low-cultivator.

Let it respond to the equivalent strength or stronger enemy, almost no role, just if he is not moving at all, God has been awake.

Calculate! White spirit is not expected to count too much.

Li Xiuwen suddenly thought that this is very good for this exciting, which is very beneficial to the plan of the disaster.

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Little auspicious and servants looked at Li Xiuwen's hand on the hand, widened, and it was uninterested to confident look.

If it is not a painted wall of the monster, they can't believe in the mysterious power of the stream of Xianfo, which will really appear in front of them.

In the day, they donated sesame oil in the road, and also went to the Buddha Temple to burn incense, praying that the fairy Buddha bless himself, but He once thought that Jia Huan's young master is also a member of the mysterious power.

At this moment, a multicolored fog is integrated into the forehead. The brain is cool, and the thinking is much flexible. Suddenly I know that Jia Ring has a mysterious power.

"If I dare to leak half a secret, let the thunder die, drown by the water!"

"Even if you kill me, I don't dare to reveal the secret of the young master!"

The servant has swearing, and I can't get a heart to verify the heart.

They don't know if they are dead, they will be resurrected in the style of painting. If it is true, but if you don't hurry to be loyal, I am afraid I can't see the sun in tomorrow.

"good very good!"

Li Xiuwen nodded and was comfortable, and waved to let them disappear, holding a new to hand and returned to the room.

In a study, he knew that the scroll is a fascinating instrument called Yingsi, the original shape is now appearance, and the painting wall is just the form left by the last owner.

The former owner of the shammid map seems to be fast, there is no way to use it, so this kind of spirit is attached to the wall.

Its function says some chicken ribs, internal self-contained space, or to confuse the enemy with a female color, or use the name of the god to threaten others, and finally reach the purpose of invading the soul.

Li Xiuwen is a bit disappointed, and the shammid map is useful to deal with ordinary people and the low-cultivator.

Let it respond to the equivalent strength or stronger enemy, almost no role, just if he is not moving at all, God has been awake.

Calculate! White spirit is not expected to count too much.

Li Xiuwen suddenly thought that this is very good for this exciting, which is very beneficial to the plan of the disaster.

Little auspicious and servants looked at Li Xiuwen's hand on the hand, widened, and it was uninterested to confident look.

If it is not a painted wall of the monster, they can't believe in the mysterious power of the stream of Xianfo, which will really appear in front of them.

In the day, they donated sesame oil in the road, and also went to the Buddha Temple to burn incense, praying that the fairy Buddha bless himself, but He once thought that Jia Huan's young master is also a member of the mysterious power.

At this moment, a multicolored fog is integrated into the forehead. The brain is cool, and the thinking is much flexible. Suddenly I know that Jia Ring has a mysterious power.

"If I dare to leak half a secret, let the thunder die, drown by the water!"

"Even if you kill me, I don't dare to reveal the secret of the young master!"

The servant has swearing, and I can't get a heart to verify the heart.

They don't know if they are dead, they will be resurrected in the style of painting. If it is true, but if you don't hurry to be loyal, I am afraid I can't see the sun in tomorrow.

"good very good!"

Li Xiuwen nodded and was comfortable, and waved to let them disappear, holding a new to hand and returned to the room.

In a study, he knew that the scroll is a fascinating instrument called Yingsi, the original shape is now appearance, and the painting wall is just the form left by the last owner.

The former owner of the shammid map seems to be fast, there is no way to use it, so this kind of spirit is attached to the wall.

Its function says some chicken ribs, internal self-contained space, or to confuse the enemy with a female color, or use the name of the god to threaten others, and finally reach the purpose of invading the soul.

Li Xiuwen is a bit disappointed, and the shammid map is useful to deal with ordinary people and the low-cultivator.

Let it respond to the equivalent strength or stronger enemy, almost no role, just if he is not moving at all, God has been awake.

Calculate! White spirit is not expected to count too much.

Li Xiuwen suddenly thought that this is very good for this exciting, which is very beneficial to the plan of the disaster.

Little auspicious and servants looked at Li Xiuwen's hand on the hand, widened, and it was uninterested to confident look.

If it is not a painted wall of the monster, they can't believe in the mysterious power of the stream of Xianfo, which will really appear in front of them.

In the day, they donated sesame oil in the road, and also went to the Buddha Temple to burn incense, praying that the fairy Buddha bless himself, but He once thought that Jia Huan's young master is also a member of the mysterious power.

At this moment, a multicolored fog is integrated into the forehead. The brain is cool, and the thinking is much flexible. Suddenly I know that Jia Ring has a mysterious power.

"If I dare to leak half a secret, let the thunder die, drown by the water!"

"Even if I kill me, I don't dare to reveal the secret of the young master!"