At the moment of the witch's speedy launch, Lincoln was in a trance: "Shit, who's across the street? So pretentious... and a little handsome..."
Once Ming Yao slapped the Ken beast under his ass, this moment seemed to recall the fear of being dominated by the "Lover's Card": “Defender… what are you thinking! He's alone, the four of us! Handsome, can you eat? You didn't run into our left team, Captain. That's the handsome one! - Hey, Witch! ”
Ming Yao suddenly screamed with his voice on fire: "Little Witch! Slow down, slow down! Let's form a head together! ”
All the beasts hovered, and the thin wings flew.
Live broadcast platform, the barrage shows an explosive surge after the witch leaps out:
“Ahhhhhh! I'm fucking stunned - so stunning! Tears! ”
“Little wizard rush...”
“Scarf reunion!”, “Era Love Song!”, “Drive Prelude! ”
The camera keeps switching between the two.
The light shadow constantly sharpens the three stacks of light leaving the land. It traces back to the position of Witchcraft and faithfully reflects the rising lips of the teenager. The glittering light under the sniper glasses. The bowed back of the dragon resembles a blade awaiting accumulation. It rushes into enemy formation like a sharp blade out of the sheath.
The teenager's core tightened and steered steadily on a bumpy ride. The Clawson show's nearly four months of hands-on training allowed the men's small dancers of the past to change their bones, and every inch of muscle and knack was precisely controlled, and even the boiling blood of their bodies was running forward in arrogance.
The mountain breeze lifted its hair and a pair of butterfly bones flattened their wings.
The guard looked closely at him.
Two guns at the same time!
In the broadcast room, Xiangxiang quickly analyzed the war situation for the audience: “The E006 Valley, also what we call the Unmanned Valley - without player interference, the ecological environment was very simple and belonged to the early trimester period. The valley offers limited points of evolution, but exponential growth occurs after the invasion of ecological sites. ”
“Ancient philosophers have said that productivity is the objective material force that mankind conquers and transforms nature, and that social relations and productivity are closely linked - reflected in our elimination rules, where the competitive relationships and material accumulation of teams are determined by the 'productivity’ of the 'evolutionary point'. Then the conflict between the two teams is simplified by the conflict of possession of the materiel box. ”
Blood pigeon nods: “The supply box is in the swamp, and it can be seen that both teams are laying out according to the material box coordinates - very well, Ming Yao changed his strategy and went to the lower valley to find supplies first. Witch Jane was left on the front line to block the guardian. ”
In the middle of the shot, the teenager suddenly intercepted the impending landing of the guard hour.
The man controls the gliding wings precisely, and a stagnation hangs six metres from the ground. He wrapped his hand around the umbrella wing bracket and lifted his right arm with anesthesia/drunkenness/gun flashing--
Witch Jane tumbled down from the dragon ridge and rolled handsome when she landed, transitioning to the shoulder side, wrapped her arms muscles tightened in the cuffs to perfectly defuse the impact. He clamped his lips and didn't hesitate to fight back!
The sun shines on two sniper glasses that are identical, and the lens polarization is sobering when confronted, like the flame of a white blade. Violent, barbaric and bloody.
Xiangxiang held her breath almost instantly.
If the Scarf CP cooperates with acquiescence as a teammate, the “acquiescence” of the opponent almost gives rise to a burst of scalp hair. Their roads are similar but not identical, but whether it's a defensive hunch-intuitive attack or a well-laid backlash, they're pointing straight at each other.
Running through the clouds, smooth and powerful.
Silent.
It's like the ultimate in violent aesthetics.
At this moment, the sky monster calls and follows the two winged dragons down!
The membrane wings sandwiched the hurricane, and the empty branch of the guard spread 2 meters, more than three times the size of the Witchcraft's Putian Winged Dragon. Little winged dragon stunned against the pressure of the opposite screaming not to show weak provocation.
Witch Jane pulled back a tiny, hard-winged dragon, and her eyes collided uncontrollably with the guard's time--
The man made a gesture.
The blank wing dragon second speed reflex, a flapping wing takes the camera that is honestly taking the view aside, the lens turns several turns, snaps and falls to the ground, the frame of view sweeps past the two opposite needlepoints, then infinite wing dragon.
The guard pulled the gun and put it on the juvenile goggles again.
Exhale and burn and entwine.
Under the dark brown lens, Witch Jane's pupils were staring at each other, slightly red from the neck to the cheek, and her otherwise curly lips opened slightly, as if she were unconsciously kissing.
The man's eyes were bleak.
Another plane seat flew in, and the giant ramp rolled over. Witchcraft reacted suddenly, an elbow shot down, but escaped the disadvantage, then fought close, Witchcraft carrying a tranquility/intoxication/gun diameter is a butt up, back of the camera, gently pulling the distance -
Almost every inch of a man's handsome five-official, invisible and bottomless eyes sprinkle wildly the teenager's desire.
Another camera.
Once again, the two entered a fierce war and retreated to the edge of the forest. Whether it is the nature of belligerence in the blood, the desire of males to conquer the origin or the charm of violence itself, it almost extinguishes the intellectual burning of witches.
Until the entanglement enters the cave area.
A pitch of pitch black, water dripping, ticking, flowing down the bell milkstone.
The camera buzzed past the melting hole and finally turned away, silent. Both of them are pinching when the lens passes.
Twelve seconds.
Witch Jane held the anesthesia/intoxication/gun, cautioned out of the back of the stalk, and was not accidentally pointed at by the gun--
The field of vision was dark, the guard looked down at him, the light was slowly flying, depicting the man out of the floating gold profile, and the condensed water droplets on the stalagmites seemed to fall for a long time.
Splashes.
Tick.
The spell of time is broken, the stationary lock of clotting is unlocked, and the light shadow is dazzled by disturbances.
The guard's anesthesia/drunkenness/gun was thrown at his fingertips and his hot, dry hands were brutally inserted into the teenager's soft curly hair, removing the goggles and forcing him to raise his head. The other hand was relentlessly removed from the witchcraft's uniform and swept wildly between his smooth shoulders, shallow muscles and butterfly bones.
Witch Jane gasped, almost whimpering, but at the moment of his opening - the man suddenly pressed him against a damp stone wall and brutally imprinted his dry lips.
It's a blood cube just kiss.
For the first time, Witchcraft rubbed his left arm against the teenager's most vulnerable cervical vertebra, holding his finger caught in the trigger to snap the key, and the rough cocoon even pressed red marks - like the most ferocious tyrannosaur of the White Chalk, eating the prey without letting go of the bone marrow.
A flash of fireworks blew up in Jane's head.
Reason was inundated by joy and instinct, and he seemed even more clumsy when he wanted to kiss back without any rules. Only the big man caught his back in the float, like a skull lifting a floating boat. When his palms were rubbing over his waist, the witch shuddered slightly and whispered slightly.
At almost the same time, however, the roving cameras were again driven into the cave by drones.
Wesley paused, pulled out of the teenager's soft lip tongue, held his right knee against the stone wall, put his forefinger up in front of his lip, and made a quiet gesture.
The drone turned a circle of confusion and the hole was quiet and silent, so the camera left again.
After two tall shoots, Witch Jane stared at the guard. Men's clothes were flat, sniper gloves revealed half a finger, a curved knife hung between their waists, clearly dangerously abstinent all over them, thin lips with tinted red, like a sharp knife dyed blood, hormonal bombardment spilled.
The Witch Jane ghost made God lick a man's finger badly: "Brother...”
The pupils of the guard are like black cloud pressure arrays.
“Call me by name.” He ordered.
Witch Jane: "... guard, guard..."
Inside the blind spot ignored by the camera, the kiss is again like a storm.
Witch Jane was forced to lean on her neck and was regarded by hunters as willing to sacrifice. Men break the teenager's lips, plunder in sweet places, indulge their breath and mark them over and over again.
The fingertips of the guard swept over the sensitive belt again and again, and the witch Jinn trembled even harder. The juvenile's face was red, the corners of his eyes showed tragic red marks of bullying, and his pupils bore fine water.
Obviously the last second was still a little leopard fighting, the next second was bullied like this.
One kiss.
The man bowed his head and piously licked the physiological tears from the corner of the teenager's eye with his tongue, then cheeks, the side of his neck - eventually coinciding with the bite marks he had once branded and healed.
The guard eventually did not stamp the person who was worried about entering the competition. Instead of breaking his wings by himself, he wanted to make the rabbit happy and jump.
Though Jane looks no different than a little fool.
Outside the cave, the flight seat turns dizzy and flies. The man showcased a flat battle suit for Witch Jane, pressed down the little curly hair that rose with joy, and messed up the collar.
Guardian: “Refresh. ”
Invalid instruction.
Guardian: “Restart. ”
Witch Jane slowly restarted, restart failed, the power was cut off and the power continued to reboot.
The guard laughed low, stuffed the anesthesia/drunk/gun, looked at the witch Jane holding herself like a radish, and led her out. At the edge of the cave, the gleaming light fell from the woods. Cameras are roaming around.
Witch Jane woke up suddenly.
The shadow of the forest is palpable and lush.
The man made a gesture at him and ended up with a little curly hair and raised his front lip with sniper goggles - the witch seemed to see warm daylight in his eyes for the first time.
Witch Jane is down again.
The will, the brain, the neuromedia, and neurons only know to convey one command to the body--
He sneered back at the big man.
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When Lin went down the mountain, Mingyao was holding Xiaoying Dragon with a nylon rope and searching around the mountain. As soon as he saw someone coming out, he relieved himself and whispered to his opponent:
“The mountains are full of dragons! Wow, I can't beat it at all. I think some of the winged dragon claws are tied up. Do you think the guard players are going to train for airdrops?! ”
“We found the suitcase, but... we'd better get somewhere else before dark. I'm not afraid of dying, I'm just a precious team core and C-bit and associate brain and sniper. The Wing Dragon was released by the champion. It's safer for us to go anywhere! I think, in this form, no one can please, and the athlete will withdraw! I've hidden the luggage. If the porter can't find it, we'll come and harvest it every evening. ”
“Little Witch...” He looked closely at Witch Jane and suddenly took a breath, exaggerating and moaning: “Little Witch is beaten to bitterness! Your lips are reddish! How come we're the little witches every time we get bullied? ”
“ ”The witch Jane, who was grunting with pink bubbles, immediately found a way to shut Ming Yao up.
On the way back to the camp, Witch Jane somehow stumbled several times, slipping her legs next to the swamp as if walking in the clouds.
Ming Yao more firmly speculated, divine compassion, vowed Dandandan: “When we are equipped, we will put the guardian's favorite...”
Witch Jane, a heartbeat drama.
Ming Yao continued to compare: "... the beloved wing dragon was tied up and forced to apologize to our little witch! By then, we will occupy all the land, I will be the first emperor of the Triple Stack; Lin is Pi Longwen, the master dinosaur breeder; Sola is the household monk, the kind that counts dinosaurs every day to write reports! The little witch is the prime minister... hey, dude, is that enough for you? The champion is responsible for the Prime Minister's wing dragon. And our captain, I want to take over too, seal, seal...”
He suddenly knocked on the obviously distracted witch Jane: "Hey little witch, what's the name of the highest name you can seal? ”
Witch Jane barely laid down: "Queen. ”
“...” Ming Yao suddenly blushed, looked closely at Witch Jane, and turned her head proudly: “Huh. ”
Witch Jane didn't talk for half a day, and he couldn't help coming back with the loneliness twist, so she insisted: “What a coincidence, you too, little witch! ”
Witch Jane's face was disgusting.
Ming Yao slapped him on the shoulder and said, "Hey, let's get this straight! I knew you were powdered too... If you don't reward the Prime Minister's office with two practitioners, and who do you want to be in the proper room, Ming Shi Wang will give you marriage! Brother Ping... hey, Brother Ping is so annoying, how about Wei Yan? ”
Witch Jane got dizzy and walked all the way back to the camp. The old landscape is reproduced with emotion.
He left from here in the morning, riding a small dragon with a small kettle on his back, and a single nineteen year contestant!
But now--
He already has a family practitioner!
The fireworks in his brain blew up again, and Witch Jane threw Ming Yao into the dinosaur pile and began to run in a happy circle. Big Brother... Big Brother must have known he was secretly in love with him before he took the initiative to kiss!
How could there be such a good boss in the world!!
Witch Jane Owls, the mountain water in the sunset is magnificent and magnificent, dinosaurs big and small become eye-catching, the lineup of seven-part ripe lizards baked by the foresters is like a shock, the dragons in the sky are like gods to bless their lovers.
Wishes come true.
The spirit of the witch Jane began to work. If yesterday was still to feed the team, now she can't help but beat down Jiangshan to make the big man laugh. Wait till he raises the little wing dragon...
Witch Jane suddenly burst out of nowhere.
The rider next to him immediately came and dragged the nylon rope of the little winged dragon away: “What's the matter with this dragon, how to peck the witch's head! ”
Witch Jane shook her head immediately: “No, just bit her hair...”
The little wing dragon gagged and flapped his wings, and he clearly saw the curly hair on the witch's head become fine, fluttering for a moment and bouncing for a moment ——
But with the brain capacity of the Triple Chronicle crawl program, it is completely unacceptable for it to complete complex expressions.
Near the night.
Like Ming Yao thought, the mountainous dragons retreated against the sunset.
Due to airspace control, the four-man squad was at the top of the entire food chain with the Guardian squad, touching hard and hard.
From the point of view of the game strategy, the best option is to avoid the flash and attack other squad territory.
In short, bombing the mountains, attacking the land, invading the biological position, seizing the evolutionary point and arming itself.
The E006 basin is surrounded by mountains, and the Guardian has withdrawn to the north, while the four-man team has also withdrawn from the front and driven away the gaps that large, small and medium-sized dinosaurs have traditionally encountered.
By the time the camp lights up, the night will be dark.
Pre-neep routine is a team meeting.
Ming Yao opened a parachute canvas and did not know where to drum the original paint, and wrote the words "at the military aircraft” on the canvas.
At the end of the day, he also raised a "Ming Huang Mansion" on his camp account.
According to him - the land must be robbed, and sooner or later the scaffolding must be fought. At the end of the barren trimester, whoever calls the emperor first will have a name!
Witch Jane feels deeply that Ming Yao released 1,000 years ago was a country that was annihilated by the county public security bureau every day, and caught criticizing the master of education.
During the regular meeting, Witch Jane clearly played abnormal and often smiled at the fire hey hey hey, but he still raised the neglected point precisely - compared to ecological co-prosperity, the athlete focused on the evolution of the Wing Dragon monospecies.
The other side abandoned the dinosaur master and gained enormous advantages.
The average wingspan of the dragon in the hand of the guard reached more than 1 metre, up to even 2 metres, almost unimaginable at the end of the Triple Age.
“The fact that one team does so does not preclude the possibility of others choosing the evolution of a single species.” Witch Jane summed it up carefully.
The other three hurried to write it down, and Lin raised his hand and asked: "Witch, what is the defensive way? I hear you fought him alive and dead in the cave, wrecking the pot, pulling the knife against each other, all together..."
Sola hints, "Isn't that endless? ”
Witch Jane.
“Guardians… the play is very distinctive. ”
Memory flashes back.
“Melee has great advantages...”
Intrusive, extreme kissing.
“It's highly destructive...”
Sex makes people feel soft on their legs!
“Shooting quickly, good at tactical action suppression...”
Witch Jane rubbed her face seriously and scratched her barren face. She waited for her teammates to distract her attention before quietly relieving her breath. The two girls sitting on the stone swung. If his former agent were here, he would have cautioned harder - and the five better officers couldn't resist the constant silly laughter.
Night.
Witch Jane was placed under guard in the middle of the night, but soon she rolled back and forth in the camp tent into a trainee roll.
He took a sip of water later, got up later and brought Wing Dragon into the tent to nourish and faint.
Soon Witch found a new target - teach Little Wing Dragon to kick the camera, train Little Wing Dragon to bow to the boss, wave his claws to the boss, and keep an eye on the outside. It's best to gag as soon as someone gets here!
After training, Witch Jane plugged Wing Dragon out of the tent.
Xiao Yinglong immediately screamed.
Witch Jane can only bring it back and make it fool and shove it out again.
Little Winged Dragon keeps calling.
Witch Jane couldn't help herself.
The twin string moon spilled down and the guard looked at him with his arms and raised his eyebrows: “Get in the car. ”
Witch Jane looks up to her surprise.
Behind the man, the wingspan is five meters long, yet stands, almost integrating with the tree shadow.
The guard flipped over and handed him his right hand in the night breeze.
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