Chapter 330: Joshua III

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The face of the emirate has been dripping with water, and the faces of others are as ugly as eating cockroaches.
Only Ji Linglong, tossed by the monsoon smoke, could not help but laugh, watching the face of his father and many brothers and sisters, and her mood was flying without reason.
have to say……
I am able to let the group of Jijia people eat, and for the first time in my life, I will see you first.
"The third point?" asked the season brown and shivered.
The monsoon smoke smiled and said: "I haven't thought about it in the third place. When I think of it, what will I say to you?"
The season brown almost didn't have a blood spurt out!
Didn't think about it?
Where is this three chapters of the law?
The last point, isn’t it improvised by the monsoon smoke?
If she is in a bad mood on a certain day, she will give a third point directly. At that time, whoever hits who is dead!
This time, the season brown they really want to cry without tears.
The self-righteous quarters, under the strong suppression of the monsoon smoke, all the excuses and rules became jokes.
Monsoon smoke does not eat their set!
Do you tell her the rules?
Let’s talk about it with the three-pointed two-edged knife in the hands of Yang Lan.
"Do you still have something to understand?" The monsoon smoked and smiled at everyone, a look of "I am very good at speaking."
The family of the season can only support the smile, and the smiles are more ugly than crying.
"Since there is no problem, then we will go back to rest first." The monsoon smoke rose freely, with a fire and Yang Lan and others, swaying into the backyard.
Halfway through, she suddenly stopped.
"Oh, I still have some things outside, I am tired of Erbo and the seasons to help me pick it up."
After all, the monsoon smoke does not return.
The season is full of eyes, can't believe that he was actually called by the monsoon smoke.
but……
Look at the blood red in front of you...
The season is full of cheers.
Ji Lingling silently watched the emirates and other people being sullen and pale, and left the hall with the snow leopard slowly.
"Father..." Ji Mubai's lips shivered slightly, looking pale in the quarters.
In the season, the hand holding the handle of the chair was tightened a little bit, and there was hatred in the eyes, but there was something called fear.
At this moment, he was personally aware that the Lei family was tortured by the "unreasonable" of the monsoon smoke.
Really...
No help.
"Daboy... I... Can I go back to my father for a while?" The season was stunned and sad, and she was really scared at this moment. The monsoon smoked her eyes and cut her nearly one hundred guards. I haven’t put the season emirates in my eyes. Now I am carrying a group of guards to settle in the quarter. After this day... Jijia is not the world of monsoon smoke?
When I thought about the tit-for-tat with the monsoon smoke before, I couldn't wait to escape the quarter home immediately.
"Do you think that if you leave, it will be fine?"
The situation was slightly shocked, and I suddenly remembered that in addition to the strong force of the monsoon smoke, the body still bears the identity of the deceased. It is this identity that is enough to suppress her breathlessness. The monsoon smoke is really trying to find her trouble. Even her son, I am afraid I can't keep her.
Everyone in the quarter has fallen into a dead silence. If the quarters beat the seasons, why not tell everyone in Jijia?
Isn't it warning himself?
The days of Jijia have changed.