Chapter 117: .produce
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Nan Chan
- Tang Jiuqing
- 2243 characters
- 2021-02-11 02:45:59
The night outside the door is bleak, and the cold wind is like a dislocated horse roaring. A B lifted his arm to block the wind, and the Sanskrit chain wandered around the arm. He shouted in the wind: "Get out!"
The thirteen lanes of the blue wall are fascinating, but they can't stop the chill. The wind is snowy and winding, and it is half-human.
The snow charm stood up, his silver hair covered his face, and he sneered at Ah Yi: "The rude child! The floating pear arbitrarily resigned, and covered the sin of the sin. Now the vision has been born, the world is up, and you both escape." Drop it."
"You don't do the Jinglin watchdog, I can afford you." Ah Yi slammed the Sanskrit chain. "I don't expect you to turn to the nine heavens, or to be a dog! Good dogs don't block, Get out of the way!"
Snow charm ridiculed: "I will let you go tonight, you can not go out! The barriers are all divisions of the division, the drunken mountains will arrive immediately. Who do you want to find? Net Lin is difficult to protect yourself!
Ah Yi has been impatient, and I can hear it. His Sanskrit chain was pulled out of the air, and the sound of the wind and the snow heard the sound of "squeaky" and slammed into the snow.
There was a blizzard outside the house, and the wheezing of the mountain in the house became more and more intense. She clung to the edge of the bed, suffocating her neck, sweating down her neck and her eyes, but she felt cold and sultry.
Floating pears wash the towel, and Yamada, who said to the end basin, said: "Give her the branch and let her hold it!"
Yamada counted as many as he could, and asked, "How cold is this born?"
"You will heat the earthworm again." The floating pear licked his trembling hand. "The hot water is unstoppable, and the rest is handed over to me."
Her voice did not fall, and the entire yard suddenly shook. The table and chairs collided, and the hot water almost fell to the ground, and the outside had already started.
Shanyue pale face, staring at the floating pear, sweat drenched her long eyelashes, she slowed down a few moments, only vaguely read: "Pear sister! You... you are afraid..."
The floating pears closed and closed, and they were calmed down when they opened again. She wiped off the sweat for the mountain month and said, "When the baby is coming, my aunt will follow him! You must be safe tonight."
The sky was false, and the sound of the sleep of the net Lin suddenly stopped. He opened his eyes and asked, "What happened?"
Net Lin said without a word: "It's cold."
The residual heat in the room is fading, and the sky slowly reclines the neck. After a while, the party said: "Nothing next year, I must watch you to dawn."
In the bamboo forest outside the courtyard, the sound of "砰-" was heard, and the magic wand fell on the slate with the shoes, but left no trace. The heavy snow slammed and the brown robes screamed.
The sky is not awkward, only a wide-sleeved shirt is placed on the outside of the lining. He walked out of the door, copied his sleeves and watched the snow, and did not welcome the next stage. He only said: "Standing outside the door, there is no place for you."
The drunken mountain squats and lifts the bucket, revealing the old skin that he used to. He was stationed outside the courtyard and had a thin layer of snow on his shoulders.
"You are soaked in the breath, you can't hide it."
"You are laughing." The cold whispered, "I was born to be brave."
"One year ago, I warned you in the West City, but you are obsessed with it." Drunk Hill said, "You are hiding here and you are guilty of this crime."
"If this child is not evil," Cang said, "Do you kill or not?"
The drunken mountain kicked the wand and the cross arm pointed to the sky. The airborne blizzard suddenly rushed open, leaving an empty space between the two. He said: "Kill! Anyone who can make a demon between heaven and earth, I will kill!"
The sky screamed and said: "You are useless in this life, and you have become a nightmare prisoner. People are half-waste."
The drunken mountain stalked his body and he shouted: "Come out!"
Blizzard plunged the cheeks, the drunken mountain sounds falling, and the falling magic wand has hit the vast arms. The sturdy arm sleeves ruptured, and the scales and the body suddenly succumbed. The drunken mountains slammed into the mountains, and the foot was shaken back.
"Good strength!" Drunken Mountain sipped a slap, and then slammed the stick. "You have to turn the dragon!"
The falling magic wand hit the arm again, but the sky did not retreat half a step. Instead, he suddenly approached and firmly grasped the stick body and said, "A big snow night a year ago, you hit a scorpion, you remember do not remember?"
The drunken mountain was so tumultuous that the snow wind swept away and he said, "Not bad!"
"Be bold."
The sky suddenly laughed, and the hand slammed, and the drunken mountain squat followed the spine, and the wand turned and whizzed. The gusts of the sleeves, the arms of the Cangwu claws have already caught the ankles of the drunken mountains. The drunken mountain is full of wind and desire, and the sky can be like his wish, and the current force will bring people to the ground.
The drunken mountains are in a hurry, and they are savvy in the ground, and they have not broken their blood. The falling wand was pressed slightly, and the wand fell over the wand, and the drunken mountain fell immediately. He knew that the sky was horrible, and that he slammed into the ground with one palm. The snow on the ground splattered, and the slate "cracked" and cracked. The drunken mountain was shocked. He had a hook and the next time the thunder swept.
The bamboo forest was filled with hurricanes, and countless bamboo tips broke. The sky was bent and crossed, and this time he took the rod and took him into the ground. The slate under the foot has been crushed, and the drunken mountain is not as as it has been, and it has been dragged by the sky.
When the sky lifted the boxing, he heard a long arrow in the raging wind. He swayed and the ice and snow blew. Drunken Mountain took the opportunity to turn upside down and drop the wand to hit the sky.
This mountain snow has been shivering and shattered, and the sky is free. The snow in the clouds is full of people. He even saw the three thousand armies in the cloud.
The drunken mountain is dominant, how can it be that the sky suddenly becomes angry, and the battle between the two sides is getting worse. Because of the ability of the sky to swallow, the drunken mountain will inevitably look forward to the future. He was just playing hard, and he wanted to go ahead. Once he was worried, he was already exposed.
The scales of the sky have covered the entire arm, and he has become more and more brave, and forced the drunken mountain to drop his wand back and forth.
Long battle is not good!
Drunk Mountain screams: "Hui 桉!"
The white-stained blind man slammed the bow and the ice came out with the arrow. The sky did not look at the long arrows. He held the arrow in the palm of his hand. The long arrow "smack" shattered in his fingers, and then the drunken mountain was smashed. The magic wand was able to fight down, and the scales of the sky were unharmed. The drunken mountain was smashed to the ground, but he sneaked over the drunken mountain, and it was almost a few miles before the three thousand armies.
Three thousand silver armor violently screamed like a thunder, and the sky was soaring around the arm. The wind and the clouds swept around the arm, and the electric light and the flint swayed out of the battle. The knife of the three thousand armor was hit back into the sheath. The drunken mountains and scorpions are coming out, and together with Hui Yu, it is necessary to take the sky. He was shaved by the hurricane and the rod had been fully shot.
At this time, a red paper umbrella was suddenly opened behind the sky. Under the umbrella, the white tail swayed, and the woman standing on the pavilion turned back.
The drunken mountain descended the wand and it was skewed. He was like a nightmare in this eye. Not only was his hands and feet cold and inconspicuous, but he was also a mouse-like arrow that blocked his hand. The blood is splashed between the fingers, and the drunken mountain has a few steps back. He changed his mind and subconsciously threw away his wand. Thousands of words in his throat surged and were cut off.
"Master..." Drunken Mountain choked in pain, "Master..."
Hua Chang slowly picked up the small fan of gold, and in this eyes has been said for hundreds of years. Her similar eyebrows have been able to confuse the constantly imitating manners, and she can even learn the same look.
She calmly shakes the umbrella and snow, and gives a light to the sky, saying: "The master returned to God and did not sit there."
The sky exhaled the cold and said: "I have a husband now, and I am disciplined."
Both of them seem to have never experienced the life and death of the 1400 years ago. In this layer of encirclement, it seems like "Do you eat?"
"Congratulations to the master's wish, the red line is still useful." Hua Chang took the umbrella back and looked at the drunken mountain, Wen Sheng said, "Auntie, since you followed Li Wei, it is not her apprentice. Don't call her master again, just call his name."
Drunk mountain.
Huashang dyed Dan's finger and touched his lips a little, revealing a little glamour: "Do you dare?"
Shanyue has already bitten the teeth from the branches, and her neck has become red and the hair has been soaked.
The floating pear was stained with blood on his hands, and he was sweating, and his mouth was broken: "A month, hard--"
The outside Ayi crashed into the wall, and the doors and windows "jingle" loudly. He snorted: "Good dog! The new master is full! Even Grandpa is playing!"
The Qingyi thirteen barriers have been broken, and the singers are dying outside. Ah B has not yet crossed the yard. He was so anxious that he didn't dare to show it on the surface. He was tempted to attack the heart. He didn't want to give the other party a chance.
Snow charmed and walked in the snow, he said: "What good things are you in the past? But it is also a shit." Why, today, you are not a sister, you can't even have a dog!"
A heart thought to fly, he vomited blood when he rolled, and he did not support himself. He said, "With my death today, you... I call you a grandfather! You can't do it with me?"
Snow charm blinked in front of A, he said: "You also match? You also match!"
Ah B, covering the blood, twisted his eyebrow and said: "There is a debt to the Lord! You hate the net Lin, then go find him to kill and hate!"
"Which person can you deceive by such a radical approach?" Snow charm chilled out. "I am a big rise, but I can't beat Lin Songjun. But no matter, someone tonight to clean up, I just clean up you." Yes. You said, where is my brass bell!"
A Yi alone is hard to support, he begged: "I have my sister inside, I don't care about others, I will give you the bell, you can't be embarrassed!"
"The colorful bird has its own decision." The snow charm sneaked into the window. "I just want to cut off this child..."
His words were not finished, and the neck was suddenly put on the Sanskrit chain. The golden light is bright, and the snow charm is screaming. A's elbow arm supported the ground and dragged his neck back.
"Hey!" Ah Yi took him a sip, "Lower the embryo! Block me, I will kill you! What is the high branch of Cheng Tianjun? You dare to be so big! Jing Lin was killed by the sword." Hey! I can't do it, my son will do it, be your daydream!"
The door suddenly opened, and A Yi also took the snow charm and asked: "Is it born? I have not yet..."
When the cloth bag was tied with a stick, it was nailed down. When A was suddenly pulled out, he rolled around and stared at the person.
"Are you crazy?!"
Yamada pulled the cloth and revealed the long
gun.
The moon in the mountains has already been dyed, and she squinted her head and felt a smell between her teeth. However, the child is not coming out, she is already physically weak, as if she is being taken away by human beings. If she is not in the mouth, I am afraid that her life is already worrying.
Floating pear holds the child's head and says, "A month, A month! He is coming out!"
Shanyue struggled to turn his eyes, the window was black, only the cold was everywhere.