Super Warcraft Factory
Chapter 1694
Zhu Bentang stands on the steps of the Chenghuang Temple, and the eyes are watching the ghosts on the front of the sky, and the face is not very good.
Most of them are not the end of life, but they die in the Jinmen people in the monsters. This makes the emperor Zhu Yizheng in his heart.
Some irony is that they are both piles that are young and dead, because there is a grievances in the chest, which is difficult to resolve, but it is the best in the troops.
The elderly in the world, the old people in the hair, even if they become a meditation, the future potential is limited.
"Qing Zhuang left, others are scattered."
Zhu Yao said quietly.
His hands in the face of the city quickly flashed a slight god, and the old ghosts of the old body could not help but reject them in the dark, fall into the dark.
"Let me go in!"
"I don't want to stay in the dark."
I was excluded from the old ghost outside the city, I sent a sound.
They are mad, rush to the borders and dark borders, beat it, hit by a head, is stopped by a tough curtain.
Ning Caichen is unbearable, and the small voice said: "It's so pitiful, or let them come in."
"The book is seen! Don't understand, don't talk."
Yan Chi is immediately unfareful, in fact, from some extent, it is also the protection of Ning Caichen, let him not continue to say crimes.
"Although Fu Land can be tied, it is not restricted by seven days, but the area is limited, it is impossible to let all Jinmen ghosts come in."
Ning Caichen shook his head, not very much, but closed his mouth, he knew that it was not the master.
Zhu Bent School did not put this little wind wave in his heart. He wanted to leave the face. After all, this is a strong monk than Yuantong and still has a strong monk.
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Zhu Bentang stands on the steps of the Chenghuang Temple, and the eyes are watching the ghosts on the front of the sky, and the face is not very good.
Most of them are not the end of life, but they die in the Jinmen people in the monsters. This makes the emperor Zhu Yizheng in his heart.
Some irony is that they are both piles that are young and dead, because there is a grievances in the chest, which is difficult to resolve, but it is the best in the troops.
The elderly in the world, the old people in the hair, even if they become a meditation, the future potential is limited.
"Qing Zhuang left, others are scattered."
Zhu Yao said quietly.
His hands in the face of the city quickly flashed a slight god, and the old ghosts of the old body could not help but reject them in the dark, fall into the dark.
"Let me go in!"
"I don't want to stay in the dark."
I was excluded from the old ghost outside the city, I sent a sound.
They are mad, rush to the borders and dark borders, beat it, hit by a head, is stopped by a tough curtain.
Ning Caichen is unbearable, and the small voice said: "It's so pitiful, or let them come in."
"The book is seen! Don't understand, don't talk."
Yan Chi is immediately unfareful, in fact, from some extent, it is also the protection of Ning Caichen, let him not continue to say crimes.
"Although Fu Land can be tied, it is not restricted by seven days, but the area is limited, it is impossible to let all Jinmen ghosts come in."
Ning Caichen shook his head, not very much, but closed his mouth, he knew that it was not the master.
Zhu Bent School did not put this little wind wave in his heart. He wanted to leave the face. After all, this is a strong monk than Yuantong and still has a strong monk.
Zhu Bentang stands on the steps of the Chenghuang Temple, and the eyes are watching the ghosts on the front of the sky, and the face is not very good.
Most of them are not the end of life, but they die in the Jinmen people in the monsters. This makes the emperor Zhu Yizheng in his heart.
Some irony is that they are both piles that are young and dead, because there is a grievances in the chest, which is difficult to resolve, but it is the best in the troops.
The elderly in the world, the old people in the hair, even if they become a meditation, the future potential is limited.
"Qing Zhuang left, others are scattered."
Zhu Yao said quietly.
His hands in the face of the city quickly flashed a slight god, and the old ghosts of the old body could not help but reject them in the dark, fall into the dark.
"Let me go in!"
"I don't want to stay in the dark."
I was excluded from the old ghost outside the city, I sent a sound.
They are mad, rush to the borders and dark borders, beat it, hit by a head, is stopped by a tough curtain.
Ning Caichen is unbearable, and the small voice said: "It's so pitiful, or let them come in."
"The book is seen! Don't understand, don't talk."
Yan Chi is immediately unfareful, in fact, from some extent, it is also the protection of Ning Caichen, let him not continue to say crimes.
"Although Fu Land can be tied, it is not restricted by seven days, but the area is limited, it is impossible to let all Jinmen ghosts come in."
Ning Caichen shook his head, not very much, but closed his mouth, he knew that it was not the master.
Zhu Bent School did not put this little wind wave in his heart. He wanted to leave the face. After all, this is a strong monk than Yuantong and still has a strong monk.
Zhu Bentang stands on the steps of the Chenghuang Temple, and the eyes are watching the ghosts on the front of the sky, and the face is not very good.
Most of them are not the end of life, but they die in the Jinmen people in the monsters. This makes the emperor Zhu Yizheng in his heart.
Some irony is that they are both piles that are young and dead, because there is a grievances in the chest, which is difficult to resolve, but it is the best in the troops.
The elderly in the world, the old people in the hair, even if they become a meditation, the future potential is limited.
"Qing Zhuang left, others are scattered."
Zhu Yao said quietly.
His hands in the face of the city quickly flashed a slight god, and the old ghosts of the old body could not help but reject them in the dark, fall into the dark.
"Let me go in!"
"I don't want to stay in the dark."
I was excluded from the old ghost outside the city, I sent a sound.
They are mad, rush to the borders and dark borders, beat it, hit by a head, is stopped by a tough curtain.
Ning Caichen is unbearable, and the small voice said: "It's so pitiful, or let them come in."
"The book is seen! Don't understand, don't talk."
Yan Chi is immediately unfareful, in fact, from some extent, it is also the protection of Ning Caichen, let him not continue to say crimes.
"Although Fu Land can be tied