Chapter 728: Playing the sword at the applause

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"I have heard that since the vision of heaven and earth that day, the ancestors have been looking for people who are causing dissent." Jianfeng secluded, "that Jun Muyan and her people are even more powerful, can be too old An ancestor, can you pass the Tiandao sect? As long as we confess this news to our ancestors, there will naturally be people who will help us get rid of Jun Muyan."
"Jun Muyan died, do you think her son can escape our palms?"
Gong Qianxue’s heart leaped wildly, and it seemed that the little hybrid had been refining himself into a medicinal herb, and Jun Muyan’s painful remorse.
She looked at Jianfeng softly. "Everything is based on the brothers and brothers. Qian Xue will give himself to the brothers completely."
Said, her hands wrapped around the neck of Jianfeng, clutching his hand and pressing on his clothes.
Feeling the softness of my hands, the swordsman's breathing became heavy and his eyes were red. "Sister, I... I can't..."
Jianfeng really likes Gong Qianxue. He wants to wait for Gong Qianxue to fly up to repair the mainland. Ming Media is waiting for her to pass the door and get her body again.
"Brother, you can!" Gong Qianxue is full of eyes and soft, and it is very pitiful. "There is only you in the heart of the snow, and the body of Qianxue belongs to you, and I will give it to you sooner or later."
Gong Qianxue exhaled softly against the sword.
Jianfeng only felt a scent of fragrance, which made his heart linger.
The palace Qianxue in front of the eyes has already untied the clothes on the body, revealing the white skin.
Jianfeng couldn't help it anymore. She threw her to the ground and bitten on her.
Gong Qianxue made an unbearable embarrassment under his impact, but there was a cold light in his eyes.
She once got a set of charm men's exercises in Liusu.
As long as the man is in the , the man will die from her.
Although today's Jianfeng is obsessed with her, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not betray her in the future.
In case, just in case, she must firmly control the sword in her hand.
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Huang Yaoguoxing Luocheng, Tiandaozong.
Wang Chengming, the lord of Heaven, is practicing in the house every day.
The white smoke of the dragon rises from the top of his head, and the sweat of the beans falls off his forehead.
His old face, full of wrinkles, the whole person seems to be ten years old in the blink of an eye.
Wang Chengming slammed his eyes openly and crossed the ground with fear.
He quickly took out a porcelain bottle and poured out the medicine from the inside.
As the remedy develops in the body, the wrinkles on his face become lighter and lighter at a rate visible to the naked eye.
The whole person seems to have changed from a young man to a sixty-year-old man.
Wang Chengming breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but wrinkle his brow.
What kind of ghosts are there in the waste of the fetus?
How many babies are available for such a long time?
And the remedies that these babies refine are now more and more limited for them.
Wang Chengming frowned deeply and his teeth were close.
No, he can't sit still, he must find a way to forge the soul as soon as possible, and fly up to repair the real world.
He didn't want to die so old in this ridiculous land.
Just thinking, suddenly, a disciple stumbled and slammed in: "Head, not good, not good!"
Wang Chengming’s look was condensed, and the pressure of the whole body suddenly released.
What is the screaming of the screaming. What happened? Make you so fussed?