: 2245, if you don't like it, just hit it.

Non-rotating off the coat, nervous look at the cold.
He didn't understand, what does it mean to Yan Jietou let him undress?
Is there anything in him?
Mingwu Yan stared at the non-spinning glance, and the light suddenly condensed slightly.
"Take another one!"
When you are not whistling, you can’t do it anymore!
Xue Yihan looked at the Red Devil. "Take the non-spins down and check the whole body again."
The Red Devil nodded, "Okay."
When the words fell, he immediately slammed away.
The Yin Shi and the lyrics also went very tacitly.
Long sweet looked nervously at the back of the non-spinning, tangled, she still followed.
Only two steps, Mingwuyan screamed and stopped her.
"Sweet, you wait here and wait."
Long Tianwen stopped and stepped back.
Mingwu Yan turned and looked at Xue Yihan. "Do you want to see it too?"
Xue Yihan scorned her head. "No, I am watching here."
Mingwuyan suddenly reacted. In the mainland of the Five Kingdoms, Xue Yihan is not able to watch anywhere.
After a while, the yuqin came out first.
There was a black-haired thing in his hand. It was still beating in the hands of the lyrics, and it was a bit like a snake.
Mingwu Yan stared at the thing and glanced at it, and the light flashed a touch of surprise.
"this is?"
"The soul-snake snake, if it is not guessed wrong, should be associated with the edge of the stone. When I grasp it, I sense the power of the soul-shooting." Yuqin said quietly.
At this time, the Red Devils and the Yin Shi also came out, and the non-spinning face behind them was not a little bit, and there was a feeling of no kindness.
When the misty face was heard, the palm suddenly condensed a faint white light, and the soul-snake snake was shrouded.
After a moment, she let go of her hand and spread the white light on her hand.
"It’s no wonder that I didn’t find it before, but I also swallowed the nightmare of the black nightmare."
In order to monopolize the Fengxin heart, Feng Lao is really painstaking.
In this way, Feng Lao has done so many things, fearing that Feng Xin does not love him, so he will persecute Xuan Tian Zunren in various secrets.
"Now I can't kill this thing. It devours some of the non-spinning spiritual memory, and also uses the non-spinning atmosphere to cover itself." Yuqin couldn't think of how to deal with this demon soul snake.
Mingwu Yan stared at the soul-snake snake and looked and saw it. Suddenly, her hand condensed a colorful light, and it was slightly forceful. This colorful light hit the eyes of the dementor snake.
Not long after, the eyes of the dementor snake appeared a group of white fog that kept spinning, and the foggy face shot again, and a group of black dreams slid into the eyes of the dementor snake.
The dementor snake immediately struggled in the hands of the lyrics, and the arc was getting bigger and bigger.
"Let it go." Ming Yuyan looked at the plucked piano.
Yuqin immediately released the soul-snake snake according to the meaning of Xiaoyaner.
Although the control was lost, the dementor snake seemed to be more painful.
After struggling for about a quarter of an hour, the mouth of the dementor snake suddenly opened and spit out a faint seven-color aura.
This seven-color aura instantly drifted to the non-spin, and it was hidden into the non-spinning body.
The whispering non-rotating moment immediately restored the spirit of the gods, and the whole person’s mind gradually recovered.
Looking at the dementor snake still struggling on the ground, he was not angry with a fight, and he wanted to kill her when he raised his hand.
Ming Mist Yan stopped him, "Wait a minute."
Mingwuyan suddenly bent down and took out the of the Medicine Hall.
The dementor on the ground immediately stopped struggling and squatted underground.
Not a moment, "What does this mean? Is it dead?"
Mingwu Yan looked at the non-spinning, "not pretend to die, it is afraid that I will put it into the Dan furnace refining. The spirit of the soul is a sinister thing, but because it already has human knowledge, So, it is a good thing."
The eyes of the yin eyes are bright. "Ban Wang, do you have a way to let it surrender your own soul? If this thing is a contract, it is really good."
Mingwu nodded, "Yes, we will wait!"
She also thought about it. It’s not so unusual. It shouldn’t be because of the stone, but it’s the soul of the snake.
It affects the innocence and opens up her unique talent.
If you can't control it, then this dementor will be a good beast.
Long Sweet sees the Yin Shi and Yan Yan seemingly ready to find a little bit of a non-spinning soul-snake snake as a spiritual pet, her hand has been twitching, some uneasy.
At this time, the original mind looked at the non-spin of the soul-snake snake and suddenly stood up, and apologetically held the uneasy little sweet child into his arms.
"I'm sorry! I won't be like this again in the future. Don't worry about you, she won't have anything to do."
Long sweet tears fell instantly...
This time, her heart actually suffered a lot of trials. She hated non-rotation. However, she also understood that although she did not like to be suspicious of her, she still loved him.
It is precisely because of this that she has never said anything to anyone who is not spinning.
Even if Yan Yan came, her first reaction was not to complain to Yan Yan, but to worry that Yan Yan would have such an opinion on the non-rotation.
"Don't cry, it's not good for me, don't cry!"
For his absurdity during this time, he really regrets.
Mingwuyan glanced at the non-spinning dragon, and then said to the yin, "You go out and hang out, I am watching here."
"Okay." The yin did not say anything, and immediately entered the room and held it.
Non-spin and dragon sweet also returned to the moment, and the dragon sweet wiped the tears on his face and immediately went to the room to see her daughter.
The fog and the soul of the demon snake on the ground still did not move, her fingers condensed a force of life and death, a black and white light fell in front of the dementor snake.
The dementor snake instantly bounced, and a golden glow overflowed from its head, and a golden virtual shadow snake appeared in front of everyone.
Mist Yan slightly breathed a sigh of relief, then sat down next to it.
At this time, the yin also held out the non-defective that had just been awake.
When I saw the snake at the first sight, the light of my eyes suddenly changed.
She glanced at the sly and savage king sitting in front, then glanced at herself again.
She felt a sigh of relief when she found that she had no nasty breath and odor.
Mingwu Yan looked at Xiaofei, and whispered softly: "Non, don't you want this soul-soul snake to be a beast?"
Not bent down, staring at the eyes of the Soul Snake and looking at it, then pointing at the head of the snake: "Hey, I want to hit it."
The fog was a bit stunned, and the faint look of the non-small face was somewhat uncertain. "If you don't like it, you can call it!"