The Villain Has Something to Say

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When the Magic Qianqiu is blinking, it is silent, and it is cold.

The dream has been a long time, and he dreamed of the two national battlefields in Millennium, dreaming of the people of the people of the people at the time, and also dreaming of the scene of the long forgotten Dan.

One thousand years of time is already the manka, but it is a trip to life, but it is a journey of life.

Magic Qianqiu has lived for more than two years. At this moment, he felt that time was so slow, there was no sound around, and he could only hear his weak breathing, as if an old style box, each breathing cost Dedicated to the whole body.

In this dark center, you can find it quickly, the blue dress is still on the ground, holding yourself tightly.

The forced is no longer repetitive at this time. He seems to be stupid, it is there, the head is low, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Magic Qianqiu wants to run the spirit to take back his whip, but find the meridians, and the spiritual force is dry.

He also wants to get up, but only the fingers can gently move a little, and the rest cannot move.

In this way, the time of time and one second, the devil looked at the darkness in front of him, and finally understood this feeling of abandoned by the world.

It is a spell that he has gotten more than a thousand years ago. It is not really harmful to the battle.

His life used three times to steal the day, and it seems that every object is that person.

For the first time, it was more than a thousand years ago, he and Wu Xiaozi teamed up with Wu Xiaozi, trapped the other party, stealing the day.

The second time is a graduate with Luo, they were chased by the other party, so they were panicked by the other side of the day.

The third time is this time ... I am afraid it is the last time.

There is not much emotion in my heart, and the Magic Qianqiu is just calmly recalls his life.

The vitality in his body is constant, but then, the injury on the body gradually has a little healed.

After you can get up, he is exhausted with his arm with his arm, moved to the verge of space, sitting on the edge of the edge.

No matter how strong, there is always one person when you die.

Devil waited quietly, he didn't think about the reincarnation behind himself, just look at the front of the look.

If others have seen the appearance of him at the moment, it will certainly lose color.

The devil is always arrogant, the arrogance is arrogant, and he presses the dissatisfaction of others with powerful strength, although there are also opponents, but never be so peaceful.

In addition to the old and gorgeous face and the indifference of indifference, he and the past have different.

They always have some changes before they die, and they will always have some changes. The Magic Qianqiu knows that they are not far from the limit. He has no strength to pick up his whip, and there is no strength to attack the no-prepared opponent.

Finally, when the magic millennium finally had a little strength, he reached out and touched his own heart.

There is empty, the blood of the wound has already dried up, but the heart is still gone.

The Molan Autumn is gently stroked with the chest all over the scar, as if you can think of ugly appearance there, so he is unfortunately eyebrows, and you will flash a niece.

But finally, my face is not too much wound.

Before he decided this plan, he has already cured the white wound next to his eyes.

Thinking of this, the magic millennium looked up slightly, and the red lips ticked, showing a happy smile.

The scar of the chest can also cover one cover with clothes. His magic thousand autumn is dead, but also to die is beautiful than anyone.

At this time, the Magic Qianqiu suddenly shook, and he looked at the darkness in the dark.

He clearly opened that the demon respect for a long time suddenly moved.

The other party suddenly got up, and he got on the left. He went back to the left. After a while, he walked two steps. Sometimes I walked down and stopped and stopped for a while, and I will continue to go.

When the other party was found to be slowly close to him, the magic millennium was cold, and he wanted to whip, but it could not move.

So after three days, the magic millennium looked at each other on his own calf.

He he himself, feeling that the bones seem to be broken, but the other side fell like a child, fell by his side, and then hugged himself, "I thought" Who is it? You are Who?"

This kind of behavior made the virtues of the millennium, but he didn't have a voice.

At this moment, it is the best choice. It is obvious that the forces have been stupid to do not know the extent to which they can scan them. As long as they don't speak, they may continue to go side, stay away from here.

In this way, the Devil is silent to strengthen the scorpion, through the darkness, a pair of narrow eyes stares on the Jinwei.

And the forces don't seem to know anything, and I will hold myself, say "Who"

I have a uncomfortable low.

Every behavior in his behavior is very strange, and even began to speak for yourself.

At this time, the Magic Qianqiu is a little bit a little about: the forces are really crazy.

His mind flashed a shadow.

He still remembers more than a thousand years ago, when he saw this person, the other party wearing a blue brocade, standing in the top of the group, elegant and beautiful, with the ugly monsters.

But today, he is still crazy.

Devil is silent, and he is unfair than yourself from your own side.

Perhaps it is one day, perhaps it is three days, maybe it is ten days ... When the third 10,000 million and two hundred and nineteen, "Who"

At the time, the Magic Qianqiu suddenly snorted, did not have the show: "When you are outside, since you have already restored God, now you come in, just like this.

This respect believes that the demon is open to the art of the beast, and the eternal life will not have a dream.

Do you accept it like this? "

The sound of the open voice stopped.

For a long time, the Molan and the autumn laughed, and I didn't want to say a word to the other side.

At the moment, a cold hand climbed his cheeks, let the devil stale, let the other party stroked his face.

The finger seems to be ice, from the corner of the magic thousand autumn, the nose, the lips.

The Magic Qianqiu feels very uncomfortable, and it is very powerless to make the whip to make the opponent into meat.

Finally, this disgusting touch is over, the magic thousand autumn is dangerous, not opening, listening to a clear voice sound: "You grow like me, are you me?"

The Molan Autumn is immediately wide-eyed: "Who is as long as you? This is better than you!

Magic Qianqiu felt that his hand was pulled, he was unable to pull it with each other, put it on the opponent's face.

The forces to touch his eyelid with a cold finger, and pull his hand strokes his eyelid.

Then I started to touch the cheeks, stroking eyebrows, touching the lips ... The forces are removed from the Qianqianqiu autumn, and he takes the door of the Qianqiu's hands touching itself.

Perhaps it is the darkness of too long. The Magic Qianqiu has found out that he has slowly outlines the opponent's face.

Just like he once said to Luo gradually, the demon is really very good.

- But definitely be far more than him!

Today, I said: "You see, you are as long as I have, you have this, I have here, we are all the same ... So, are you me?"

The Magic Qianqiu Cold Laughing: "Roll.

The forces left his hand and said, "Then you are not me, who are you? You must be me.

Magic Qianqiu refuses to answer.

The forces are still talking over and over again.

When he said that the 46nd time, the magic thousand autumn finally couldn't bear it. Due to the end of the last strength, he said complicated: "This is not you, this is better than you, heard no !

The forces were quiet, and the magic thousand autumn just slammed his hand, and the other person took his hand and said: "Who are you? What is your name? Why are you like me? What are you mine? people?"

Magic Qianqiu: "..."

Magic Qianqiu has never been a moment to hate a child.

The forces are just like a child. I have been asking some inexplicable problems. If he doesn't answer, the forces can be asked so much, as if you can ask the old days.

In the unhaneable, the magic millennium is rumored to tell him: "My name is the Qianqiu.

But even if you answer, the forces are still still inquiring.

The Magic Qianqiu suddenly saw the scene of the cloud, he looked at the root bones of Yunxiang's best product and the natural feelings of the magic, and the cloud incense came back.

However, the cloud in the sky is still a baby. I only know how to cry all over. If I am a child, I will take care of such a child, so he will give Yunxiang to Yuxi and Qin's brothers.

It turns out that the cloud incense is normal.

How did the magic millennium beams to make the clouds, how to make the cloud incense, so when the Jin disconnected just said half, he suddenly broke: "I have a story, do you want to listen?"

This begins, but the forces are murmured: "I want to listen."

The Magic Qiu said casually said: "... There is a magic sign before, he has a very good look, and the mana is high.

One day he killed the big camp of the monster, killing all the monsters, killing those hypocritical the old ages, and finally he became the world.

The forces have been paused for a moment. It seems that I didn't hear the story of the Magic Qianqiu, and continue to have just now: "Why don't you tell me, why are you here? Where is it? Why ..."

"There is still a story!

The devil is cold and faces.

The forces said: "Well ..."

"There is a little beautiful woman before, and he is very good. His name is Luo Jindian.

One day he met a person who was better than him - the man is called the Magic Qianqiu.

Luo gradually worshiped the magic thousand autumn heart, will heaven him for the big brother. Every time he saw people, I said that 'Magic Qianqiu is the most powerful and most powerful monk' in the world.

Finally they fly together.

This time, I have been a long time for a while, and the magic millet is just a sigh of relief, and the forces will say: "Why are we here? Who is it? Who don't tell me? Why don't you answer my question ... "

"I still have a story!

Jointly nodded: "... well.

The magic millennium slowly smashed the scorpion. His eyes were deep and quiet, as if they saw the stupid look at them, even the heart of the preparation did not have a demon.

He clearly needs to have a little spiritual power, you can kill the other party, but he is now nothing to raise his hands, but only the other party is so widing himself.

The lip is gradually hanging, and there is no other look on the exquisite and beautiful face.