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"Join our original gods, life and world are flora, almost immortal, and hundreds of thousands of years are also right."

The original wood showed his face and said.

"Although you are from the foreign world, our gods don't have a distinction, anyway, everyone can live to the world of death."

"This, still consider thinking about it."

Li Xiuwen smiled and nodded, euphemism refused, and smiled in his heart.

What is the ghost that lives to the world's death, he will see the world to cover the world, and the gods, etc.

His mind is not broken, abandoning the staff of the Westward Tour World Tianstroom, replaced by the Chinese people in front of the world.

Who knows that the thousands of people will be stared at the gray worm, and if the words are lucky, if they don't go, they will be wiped by worms, and the residue is not left.

It turns out that the world barrier cracks a mouth, telling me, is it to assain a god?

For this Sao, Li Xiuwen only sent it two words: Hey, think about it.

Li Xiuwen guess that the world will is afraid that he is not him, but the mountain god in his hand. Just he can't use it to exchange so-called original gods, even if it is not in the world's will.

"Pity."

The original wood gods regrets and shakes the head, and the eyes of Li Xiuwen are like seeing a big fool.

Li Xiuwen did nothing, and it was a few hundred kilometers under the feet, and it was lacking in the boundless forest with the green carpet.

Snakers rat ants, birds and beasts, dozens of tens of thousands of meters long have, there is no figure of the wisdom ethnicity, there is less angry.

"Oh, have you yet created a wisdom? Less, they are really uncomfortable."

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"Join our original gods, life and world are flora, almost immortal, and hundreds of thousands of years are also right."

The original wood showed his face and said.

"Although you are from the foreign world, our gods don't have a distinction, anyway, everyone can live to the world of death."

"This, still consider thinking about it."

Li Xiuwen smiled and nodded, euphemism refused, and smiled in his heart.

What is the ghost that lives to the world's death, he will see the world to cover the world, and the gods, etc.

His mind is not broken, abandoning the staff of the Westward Tour World Tianstroom, replaced by the Chinese people in front of the world.

Who knows that the thousands of people will be stared at the gray worm, and if the words are lucky, if they don't go, they will be wiped by worms, and the residue is not left.

It turns out that the world barrier cracks a mouth, telling me, is it to assain a god?

For this Sao, Li Xiuwen only sent it two words: Hey, think about it.

Li Xiuwen guess that the world will is afraid that he is not him, but the mountain god in his hand. Just he can't use it to exchange so-called original gods, even if it is not in the world's will.

"Pity."

The original wood gods regrets and shakes the head, and the eyes of Li Xiuwen are like seeing a big fool.

Li Xiuwen did nothing, and it was a few hundred kilometers under the feet, and it was lacking in the boundless forest with the green carpet.

Snakers rat ants, birds and beasts, dozens of tens of thousands of meters long have, there is no figure of the wisdom ethnicity, there is less angry.

"Oh, have you yet created a wisdom? Less, they are really uncomfortable."

"Join our original gods, life and world are flora, almost immortal, and hundreds of thousands of years are also right."

The original wood showed his face and said.

"Although you are from the foreign world, our gods don't have a distinction, anyway, everyone can live to the world of death."

"This, still consider thinking about it."

Li Xiuwen smiled and nodded, euphemism refused, and smiled in his heart.

What is the ghost that lives to the world's death, he will see the world to cover the world, and the gods, etc.

His mind is not broken, abandoning the staff of the Westward Tour World Tianstroom, replaced by the Chinese people in front of the world.

Who knows that the thousands of people will be stared at the gray worm, and if the words are lucky, if they don't go, they will be wiped by worms, and the residue is not left.

It turns out that the world barrier cracks a mouth, telling me, is it to assain a god?

For this Sao, Li Xiuwen only sent it two words: Hey, think about it.

Li Xiuwen guess that the world will is afraid that he is not him, but the mountain god in his hand. Just he can't use it to exchange so-called original gods, even if it is not in the world's will.

"Pity."

The original wood gods regrets and shakes the head, and the eyes of Li Xiuwen are like seeing a big fool.

Li Xiuwen did nothing, and it was a few hundred kilometers under the feet, and it was lacking in the boundless forest with the green carpet.

Snakers rat ants, birds and beasts, dozens of tens of thousands of meters long have, there is no figure of the wisdom ethnicity, there is less angry.

"Oh, have you yet created a wisdom? Less, they are really uncomfortable."

"Join our original gods, life and world are flora, almost immortal, and hundreds of thousands of years are also right."

The original wood showed his face and said.

"Although you are from the foreign world, our gods don't have a distinction, anyway, everyone can live to the world of death."

"This, still consider thinking about it."

Li Xiuwen smiled and nodded, euphemism refused, and smiled in his heart.

What is the ghost that lives to the world's death, he will see the world to cover the world, and the gods, etc.

His mind is not broken, abandoning the staff of the Westward Tour World Tianstroom, replaced by the Chinese people in front of the world.

Who knows that the thousands of people will be stared at the gray worm, and if the words are lucky, if they don't go, they will be wiped by worms, and the residue is not left.

It turns out that the world barrier cracks a mouth, telling me, is it to assain a god?

For this Sao, Li Xiuwen only sent it two words: Hey, think about it.

Li Xiuwen guess that the world will is afraid that he is not him, but the mountain god in his hand. Just he can't use it to exchange so-called original gods, even if it is not in the world's will.

"Pity."

The original wood gods regret, shakes the head