Winning the Male Lead

Lotte is not awkward, and there is no forehead in the snow ... lying trough, it is cold.

Lotte: "System, what should I do?"

The system is laughing, "Guan my ass."

Lotte: "..."

Lotte: Forget it, the system is not anxious, certainly fine.

Everything is possible.

Yo Tian no matter the three seven twenty one first, it will help people from the bath bucket. Fortunately, everyone is practicing Wu, otherwise he really can't afford to save the snow without me ... live dead.

After the first thing, it turned over to serve people, and the feelings of Lotte were very subtle, and there was no words to laugh when they were rubbed.

The snow is not happy in the face, and together with his body is full of shameful, it is like ice, the music is touched, the ice is cold, exploring his breathing is also complete.

The music is frowned, and the lips are tight into an unexplained radians. Since they don't understand, then he chooses ... sleep.

Lotte has no psychological stress and climbed to the snow, and there is no air conditioner.

I hope that I am awakened to you.

After three days, the snow didn't have a duty 's destination. In addition to the taste of the body, the rest of the dead is not different, the rest is completely imagined, the snow is nothing I am lying in the coffin. It is about this. Lying.

The whole month of the cold month is studying the ancient mirror. The snow is nothing. He is not a door. He also can't feel surprised. He is rushing to find Meng Le Tian, ​​a push opening, smabricated: "Xiao Wang eight eggs, old man Find out the secret! "

Lotte is busy holding the account, turning back: "Yunch, light."

The cold moon glanced at the snow that was hidden and lying in the snow without my figure, the small voice: "This person will sleep?"

Lotte: Yes, I slept for three days and three nights.

Lucky waved, indicating that the cold moon came out and said that the cold month stepped back and retired, and the Lotte also went out. After closing the door, I looked at it again. The snow was still lying quietly, and Lotte sighed. Tone.

The cold month is excited: "This ancient mirror is indeed interesting. In addition, in this world, it is impossible to have the second person to have the secret."

Lotte Packed: "In addition to you, there must be a second person to know this secret, otherwise how will you chase me like a dog?"

In the cold month, I blew the beard and blinded: "I can't run me here to avoid it, you hurry to roll."

Lotte leisurely: "The pavilion has not been repaired, can't be can't."

The cold month was killed by him, and he smashed his beard to speak. "

Within the bathroom, the small ancient mirror is suspended in the air, surrounded by several mirrors, and there is seven or eight pots on the ground, and the music is nowhere to start, surprised: "What is the old man, what?"

The cold moon is proud to be a must-have, and the road: "If you want you to see you, why is it so troublesome."

On the door of the village, almost a variety of silk is not entered, the fire of the cold moon, gently rub, fire, fire, reflect the whole room, reflect between the mirror and the basin, and finally Above the mirror, the mirror fainted rays gradually deepened, and finally tend to a red red.

The ancient mirror is facing Meng Le Tian's face, and Lotte has never taken his own appearance in the mirror. There is only one blood red Ze.

Lotte: "What is this?"

The cold month smiled: "Mirror."

Lotte: "Why can't you take a business?"

Han Moon Road: "Because it is not taken to take people."

"Is it difficult to take a ghost?" The music is prone to probilization.

The cold moon is nose, "where is the ghost in this world."

Lotte: I advise you to keep cautious, you still lying down in Zhuangzi.

Han Moon Road: "This ancient mirror, I got a hundred years. Because of this outer shell, I let me walk eyes. After careful study, I found that it had already changed a few shells, I invested at least Millennium history."

Lotte: "Is there a thousand years old idea worth chasing me regardless of everything?"

The cold month is white, "" This is not an ordinary ancient mirror, you are looking at. "

The cold moon sleeves flew out a wire and gently turned around the mirror, and the ancient mirror suddenly became an image, but the undulating mountain overlap.

Look at the day, "What is going on here?"

In the cold month, he was able to continue to say it. He heard the big sound of the sky, the cold, the face of the cold, with the sleeves, the silk thread, and the music Tiandao: "Not good, some people village."

Lotte face is not good, the wind is quiet for so long, the hot is difficult or picking up the shrine of the cold moon, the cold month of the first mountain village, etc., waiting for the idle person, I can't think about it, this is really true.

Lotte directly: "Give me ancient times."

The cold month is a gloomy, "How many things have you had this little egg."

"They dare to smash, must be prepared, this matter has nothing to do with you, give me." The music day directly reached out, and the hands and empty mirrors will go to the hand, and the cold moon said: "You hurry, Zhuangzi, I will lose you." The person has already rushed out of the room.

The cold moon is standing in the original place, and the small sound: "If you don't look at your sorrow, I am so early this rabbit." The sleeves rushed out.

Zhuangzi's outer smoke rolling, it is a loud noise, like explosives blows, music is uninterested: "Is this a martial arts world? How come the weapon."

System: "Your soil is not so far? The explosives are in ancient times?" Is it very fresh? "

Lotte: "... this power is too big."

It is also a sound, and the ground under the foot is shaking.

The cold month is angry: "Who is so bold, dare to move the old man!"

Iron moon frost also helped iron, she panicked: "Meng Lang, what is it?"

She called Meng Lang, and Lotte immediately felt that the iron was unfortunately, and I saw that the two came to see each other, I was very intimate, and my heart was also pleased. "Nothing, the tail is coming."

Iron is undoubtedly frown: "Frost, you are in trouble?"

Iron Moon Cream did not have a variety of incidents that occurred after Zhugeqing asking for relatives, only bite the teeth: "Uncle, you can rest assured, I will protect you, will not let you die."

"Silous girl," Iron is unwest to look at Iron Moon Cream, "It's what I should protect you."

Cold month can't see you, you, I'm looking at me, the fried sound of the outside, the dusty dust sprinkles, the organs of the cold moon are also rushing, jumping: "Snow is no one! Call him! His mother Dare to slap in the unparalleled guest head, when he died ?! "

Lotte: ... you answer.

Lotte calm face: "Han Moon, there is no secret in here."

Han Moon Road: "Nature is there, but these four sides are all fried, and the export must be collapsed. Don't say nonsense, call the snow without me, such a big sound, I still sleep?"

Lotte: "Don't call, let yourself."

The cold month was first being stunned, and then he thought that he didn't see the snow in a few days. He couldn't help but be horrified. The snow didn't have anything?

It's a loud noise. The walls on the left side have fallen, and the organs of the head are crashed, and the iron moon frost is busy with iron to retreat to Meng Le Tianda.

After the sand stone, a pair of purple gold boots stepped into, folding fan to return to fly tobacco, a long figure of an Yushu Linfeng appeared in front of a few people, come to face, smile, "Meng Xiong, I haven't seen you for a long time, I I am so bitter. "

Lotte: ... completely.

Meng Le Tian's enemy is not much in the rivers and lakes. Although he likes to steal things, it is often called people to hate tooth itch, but not in life and death, and in front of him, this person is tied with him, and chasing him A small hurricane in the throne of many months.

Duan Shaofeng has done a period of time with Meng Le Tianshi, and the two often take the shoulders to visit the brothel to drink flowers. After the segment, Shao Feng and Shen's Shen Qian Qian Snow, Meng Le Tian is mixed with two people's pro I hurt the face of Shao Feng, and the sect of the wind is the pride of the sky, and the face is still heavy, and the foot is chasing Meng Le Tianyi.

"Duan Xiong, many days, the style is still." Lotte is light.

After the section, he followed many people. Some Meng Le Tian is familiar with, and some Meng Le Tian does not know, and it is dressed.

Section Shao Feng shakes the fan, looking at the face that he hates him in the dream, lifting the road from the lips: "Meng Xiong, you are also, many days don't see you, still a pair ... short life."

Lucky laughed, "I don't ask for a hundred years old, but I will die for a day, I will catch you."

Section Shao Feng faces, just angry, it is hard to get angry, and the laughter is not a smile: "Meng Xiong really is really my friend, today I will make you died, I can't help but Our exerts. "

Duan Shaofeng's eyebrows lifted their eyes: "Follow the swordsman with you, let him come out, I want you to die." Said, people are back, after he is a high side behind him. The man dressed up, and the two stood in the face of the small wind. After coming out, it was a murderous and overflowing. After the back of his hand, I didn't know what weapons hidden.

Perhaps it is nothing for a long time with the snow. Lotte doesn't think there are more murderous murderings, but the serious injury is undoubted. It can't help but cough.

Duan Shaofeng has two people, "Iron girl, you are mixed with your teacher, don't you be afraid of people in the world?"

Iron moon frost lifted his anger: "If you have a lot of thieves!"

Duan Shao Feng face is more ugly, not angry and laugh: "Well, I have fulfilled you today," I also fell to the cold month, and the tone converged some way: "Mr. Han Moon, this matter has nothing to do, you still come out "

The cold month is clear, "You ruin my Zhuangzi, how to call me," The tone suddenly is cold, "Tian Luo Grid! Kill them!"

He just fell, several figure lightning generally pounced towards Shazhang, Duan Shao Feng Chang Fan, brought home, a high-end two birds greet, and a few people instantly hit one place.

When Lotte, he found that it was a few old servants who have been walking in these days.

The old servants were bent back, the four people were arrested, and the hand-held long chain of the spirit snake, and the two-bit swordsman had been in the electro-optical flame of dozens.

Section Shaofeng is also very surprised, busy with the rest of the humanity: "Shang! To live!" Everyone suddenly fought.

After the iron moon cream will undoubted the iron, a pair of jade arms are inner, and I hate three punches. I am in the wind. It is about that the iron behind her will undoubtedly give her endless courage. She said. She wants to protect the uncle!

"Meng Le Tian, ​​I finally found you." Duan Shaofeng attacked Meng Le Tian, ​​his ethereal fan was just a normal paper fan, but the fan is still sharp, and there is a gentleness of the wind.

Lotte Kung Fu is sparse, can only avoid it, there is no forgetting him in his mouth, "Duan Shaohang, I didn't expect you to have a face in the rivers and lakes, really disrespectful."

Duan Shao Yan saw his face, he was angry when he heard his voice. When Meng Le Tianmou took him into the Spring Harbor album, he couldn't look up in the rivers and lakes, and he went to the sea, and fell to the place. Step on his chest on his chest, yin: "Meng Le Tian, ​​I will be a '' word on your face today, I have a hate of my heart!"

The iron moon cream on the side has not supported a palm. The seriously injured iron will undoubtedly, the tone is busy, and the cold month is the face of a thin silk, but the back is behind. Dew a flaw, being hit by a person.

The four people of the Tianluo are also unsatisfactory, and the long chain is cut off by swords and blood.

Everyone is not enemy, and the lottery is laughing.

Duan Shaofeng stepped on his chest, "What are you laugh!"

Lucky laughs and not speak, when these cannon ancestors fall, usually the protagonist will appear.

Duan Shao Feng saw the brilliant smile on him, and the heart was annoyed. The folding fan tightened, with a fan of sword, and the handle would have a thorn to Meng Le Tian face.

Just as this style is going to Mengle's face, there is an incapacitated sword light in the house, and the small wind is almost even the reaction time is not, people have flew out, and the mouth fierce a blood, blood The fog is soaked in his chest.

The murderous murderous murderous murderous rain will seem to be shrouded in the world. The wooden door of the cottage has turned into a powder, and the white swordsman will slowly walk out from the house. His footsteps are very light, however, everyone seems to be lowered.

Two off-off swordsman were shocked, "Snow None Me!"

There is no moment in the snow, and the sword in the hands of the two swordsmen has landed. The whole person can't stand, and if the snow is not murderous, it is shaking, there is no swordsman more Learn about the swordsman, this person has already become a dream of all swordsmen, and the light is to see him, and the fear engraved in the bone marrow will also knock them.

Look at the snow, the snow, no expression, no me slowly, his face is still very pale, if there is no me in the god, this is the true snow without me ...

The long sword '' is inserted into the ground, the ground is flicted, the tall figure slowly pushed down, and he hugged him in the eyes of Mengle Tiandu, and there was no low voice: "I am late." "