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Three days later.

Wu Sheng City, Pope Temple.

Mission.

Head wearing a nine-curved purple crown, the skin is fair, the perfect face of the face is more than the east, sitting on the throne of the main hall. On the left and right sides of her, standing with a gold and black two.

The golden figure on the left is a skin like a baby, the face is more beautiful than most women. He dressed in the golden armor, full of secret silver ripples, the bright diamonds inlaid on the breastplate, is full of younger.

He is the killing of the Kiyue Shi, a 95-level title Douro, is also one of the two penalties in the Wushu Temple.

The ratio is the right side of the east, standing with a black armor, a gloomy figure.

He is another penalty of the Wushu Temple, and he is also a life and death brother of Jiou Luo, with a 95th level of ghost, ghost.



The general foreign affairs of the Wushu Temple is determined by the Bisong and their two.

In the main hall below the three people, standing with a bishop.

At this time, the fragrant flavor in the hand is quietly listened to the red bishop report.

"... Because the experience of the Tianshui University team, the purple Micro Palace is the main Zhi Qing, suspect is our Wushu Temple, in the dark, help the Hui College ..."

"... they eventually killed the Stanf bishop, the body of the bishop is being sent back ..."

"boom!"

The tea cup in the east hand is instantaneous as a powder.

"Betting, how do he dare to kill Platinum? He is in the public provocative Wuhun!"

I heard the sound of the anger than the East, the Wushu Temple stood in the main hall was a cold, and the bishop of the red dress was scared to the ground.

No one dares to scream, I am afraid I angered this angry Pope.

For a long time, Bi Beibu is angry, slowly standing up, and the light is lightening: "Well, a purple micro-palace master, a Xuanyuan family is the Lord, he did not put our martial arts in the eyes in!!"

"The pope is angry, Stanf is dead, we are doing unnexpected anger now, but developed the next strategy."

The killing of Ju Foul is smashed slightly, and the voice is jeper.

"Are you taught me?"

Bisong is obliquely, strategy? What strategy? No words will say!

"Don't dare."

The month is low, and the tanity of the tangent is deeply penetrated.

There is no way, it is too strong than the power of the East.

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Three days later.

Wu Sheng City, Pope Temple.

Mission.

Head wearing a nine-curved purple crown, the skin is fair, the perfect face of the face is more than the east, sitting on the throne of the main hall. On the left and right sides of her, standing with a gold and black two.

The golden figure on the left is a skin like a baby, the face is more beautiful than most women. He dressed in the golden armor, full of secret silver ripples, the bright diamonds inlaid on the breastplate, is full of younger.

He is the killing of the Kiyue Shi, a 95-level title Douro, is also one of the two penalties in the Wushu Temple.

The ratio is the right side of the east, standing with a black armor, a gloomy figure.

He is another penalty of the Wushu Temple, and he is also a life and death brother of Jiou Luo, with a 95th level of ghost, ghost.



The general foreign affairs of the Wushu Temple is determined by the Bisong and their two.

In the main hall below the three people, standing with a bishop.

At this time, the fragrant flavor in the hand is quietly listened to the red bishop report.

"... Because the experience of the Tianshui University team, the purple Micro Palace is the main Zhi Qing, suspect is our Wushu Temple, in the dark, help the Hui College ..."

"... they eventually killed the Stanf bishop, the body of the bishop is being sent back ..."

"boom!"

The tea cup in the east hand is instantaneous as a powder.

"Betting, how do he dare to kill Platinum? He is in the public provocative Wuhun!"

I heard the sound of the anger than the East, the Wushu Temple stood in the main hall was a cold, and the bishop of the red dress was scared to the ground.

No one dares to scream, I am afraid I angered this angry Pope.

For a long time, Bi Beibu is angry, slowly standing up, and the light is lightening: "Well, a purple micro-palace master, a Xuanyuan family is the Lord, he did not put our martial arts in the eyes in!!"

"The pope is angry, Stanf is dead, we are doing unnexpected anger now, but developed the next strategy."

The killing of Ju Foul is smashed slightly, and the voice is jeper.

"Are you taught me?"

Bisong is obliquely, strategy? What strategy? No words will say!

"Don't dare."

The month is low, and the tanity of the tangent is deeply penetrated.

There is no way, it is too strong than the power of the East.

Three days later.

Wu Sheng City, Pope Temple.

Mission.

Head wearing a nine-curved purple crown, the skin is fair, the perfect face of the face is more than the east, sitting on the throne of the main hall. On the left and right sides of her, standing with a gold and black two.

The golden figure on the left is a skin like a baby, the face is more beautiful than most women. He dressed in the golden armor, full of secret silver ripples, the bright diamonds inlaid on the breastplate, is full of younger.

He is the killing of the Kiyue Shi, a 95-level title Douro, is also one of the two penalties in the Wushu Temple.

The ratio is the right side of the east, standing with a black armor, a gloomy figure.

He is another penalty of the Wushu Temple, and he is also a life and death brother of Jiou Luo, with a 95th level of ghost, ghost.



The general foreign affairs of the Wushu Temple is determined by the Bisong and their two.

In the main hall below the three people, standing with a bishop.

At this time, the fragrant flavor in the hand is quietly listened to the red bishop report.

"... Because the experience of the Tianshui University team, the purple Micro Palace is the main Zhi Qing, suspect is our Wushu Temple, in the dark, help the Hui College ..."

"... they eventually killed the Stanf bishop, the body of the bishop is being sent back ..."

"boom!"

The tea cup in the east hand is instantaneous as a powder.

"Betting, how do he dare to kill Platinum? He is in the public provocative Wuhun!"

I heard the sound of the anger than the East, the Wushu Temple stood in the main hall was a cold, and the bishop of the red dress was scared to the ground.

No one dares to scream, I am afraid I angered this angry Pope.

For a long time, Bi Beibu is angry, slowly standing up, and the light is lightening: "Well, a purple micro-palace master, a Xuanyuan family is the Lord, he did not put our martial arts in the eyes in!!"

"The pope is angry, Stanf is dead, we are doing unnexpected anger now, but developed the next strategy."

The killing of Ju Foul is smashed slightly, and the voice is jeper.

"Are you taught me?"

Bisong is obliquely, strategy? What strategy? No words will say!

"Don't dare."

The month is low, and the tanity of the tangent is deeply penetrated.

There is no way, it is too strong than the power of the East.

Three days later.

Wu Sheng City, Pope Temple.

Mission.

Head wearing a nine-curved purple crown, the skin is fair, the perfect face of the face is more than the east, sitting on the throne of the main hall. On the left and right sides of her, standing with a gold and black two.

The golden figure on the left is a skin like a baby, the face is more beautiful than most women. He dressed in the golden armor, full of secret silver ripples, the bright diamonds inlaid on the breastplate, is full of younger.

He is the killing of the Kiyue Shi, a 95-level title Douro, is also one of the two penalties in the Wushu Temple.

The ratio is the right side of the east, standing with a black armor, a gloomy figure.

He is another penalty of the Wushu Temple, and he is also a life and death brother of Jiou Luo, with a 95th level of ghost, ghost.



The general foreign affairs of the Wushu Temple is determined by the Bisong and their two.

In the main hall below the three people, standing with a bishop.

At this time, the fragrant flavor in the hand is quietly listened to the red bishop report.

"... Because the experience of the Tianshui University team, the purple Micro Palace is the main Zhi Qing, suspect is our Wushu Temple, in the dark, help the Hui College ..."

"... they eventually killed the Stanf bishop, the body of the bishop is being sent back ..."

"boom!"

The tea cup in the east hand is instantaneous as a powder.

"Betting, how do he dare to kill Platinum? He is in the public provocative Wuhun!"

I heard the sound of the anger than the East, the Wushu Temple stood in the main hall was a cold, and the bishop of the red dress was scared to the ground.

No one dares to scream, I am afraid I angered this angry Pope.

For a long time, Bi Beibu is angry, slowly standing up, and the light is lightening: "Well, a purple micro-palace master, a Xuanyuan family is the Lord, he did not put our martial arts in the eyes in!!"

"The pope is angry, Stanf is dead, we are doing unnexpected anger now, but developed the next strategy."

The killing of Ju Foul is smashed slightly, and the voice is jeper.

"Are you taught me?"

Bisong is obliquely, strategy? What strategy? No words will say!

"Don't dare."

The month is low, and the tanity of the tangent is deeply penetrated.

There is no way, it is too strong than the power of the East.

Three days later.

Wu Sheng City, Pope Temple.

Mission.

Head wearing a nine-curved purple crown, the skin is fair, the perfect face of the face is more than the east, sitting on the throne of the main hall. On the left and right sides of her, standing with a gold and black two.

The golden figure on the left is a skin like a baby, the face is more beautiful than most women. He dressed in the golden armor, full of secret silver ripples, the bright diamonds inlaid on the breastplate, is full of younger.

He is the killing of the Kiyue Shi, a 95-level title Douro, is also one of the two penalties in the Wushu Temple.

The ratio is the right side of the east, standing with a black armor, a gloomy figure.

He is another penalty of the Wushu Temple, and he is also a life and death brother of Jiou Luo, with a 95th level of ghost, ghost.



The general foreign affairs of the Wushu Temple is determined by the Bisong and their two.

In the main hall below the three people, standing with a bishop.

At this time, the fragrant flavor in the hand is quietly listened to the red bishop report.

"... Because the experience of the Tianshui University team, the purple Micro Palace is the main Zhi Qing, suspect is our Wushu Temple, in the dark, help the Hui College ..."

"... they eventually killed the Stanf bishop, the body of the bishop is being sent back ..."

"boom!"

The tea cup in the east hand is instantaneous as a powder.

"Betting, how do he dare to kill Platinum? He is in the public provocative Wuhun!"

I heard the sound of the anger than the East, the Wushu Temple stood in the main hall was a cold, and the bishop of the red dress was scared to the ground.

No one dares to scream, I am afraid I angered this angry Pope.

For a long time, Bi Beibu is angry, slowly standing up, and the light is lightening: "Well, a purple micro-palace master, a Xuanyuan family is the Lord, he did not put our martial arts in the eyes in!!"

"The pope is angry, Stanf is dead, we are doing unnexpected anger now, but developed the next strategy."

The killing of Ju Foul is smashed slightly, and the voice is jeper.

"Are you taught me?"

Bisong is obliquely, strategy? What strategy? No words will say!

"Don't dare."

The month is low, and the tanity of the tangent is deeply penetrated.

There is no way, it is too strong than the power of the East.

For a long time, Bi Beibu is angry, slowly standing up, and the light is lightening: "Well, a purple micro-palace master, a Xuanyuan family is the Lord, he did not put our martial arts in the eyes in!!"

"The pope is angry, Stanf is dead, we are doing unnexpected anger now, but developed the next strategy."

The killing of Ju Foul is smashed slightly, and the voice is jeper.

"Are you taught me?"

Bisong is obliquely, strategy? What strategy? No words will say!

"Don't dare."

The month is low, and the tanity of the tangent is deeply penetrated.

There is no way, it is too strong than the power of the East.

For a long time, Bi Beibu is angry, slowly standing up, and the light is lightening: "Well, a purple micro-palace master, a Xuanyuan family is the Lord, he did not put our martial arts in the eyes in!!"

"The pope is angry, Stanf is dead,