Chapter 1937: :Sportsman!

Duanmu's men's robes are clear, and the fog is foggy. For example, there are nine days of the Milky Way, and some are dazed in the ground.
"Master, how do you see my soul skills?"
On the same day, Su Yi was in front of her own eyes, and the scene of the unparalleled dragon flash was still vivid, and the bright red lips trembled.
"Do you want to disappear for a few decades this time?" Duanmu 筱man 眸 眸 眸 眸 水 漾 漾 漾 漾 漾 漾 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜
When the words were exported, the nose was sour, and Duanmuman finally couldn’t help but lie on the ground, his hands clasped between his knees, and his body trembled.
Large, large, clear teardrops drips on the ground, and the energy of the heavens and the earth fluctuates.
Duanmu Mueman knows that she has been holding it for too long, even if Su Yi disappeared in front of her own eyes, she is telling herself: "Nothing, he will come back!"
Only sometimes, silent crying hurts the most.
Sometimes, the most hurtful lie is self-deception.
Duanmu Muman himself has forgotten how long it will be, so he will cry so hard.
From the beginning of the hard sacred palace, to help yourself to breathe the chaos of the Heavenly Palace, and then with the sea under the sword, fight the dragon.
In that scene, I took turns to play without being controlled by myself, tearing the head of Duanmuman.
"Why! Why! You have to fight like this? It should have been my responsibility, you don't need to help me!"
Duanmu Mang is between the knees, the robe is wet with large pieces, the mist is misty, and the scarlet blood is slowly dripping from the red lips of the molars.
Once again raised his head, Duanmu 筱 眸 之中 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 绽 端 端 端 端 端
"Reassured, I will come to you soon!"
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The sacred mountains, the lush vegetation, the fairy sky.
The poultry spread its wings, hovering between the mountains of Dachuan, and the clouds steamed Xiawei. The milky white tulle separated the mountains and mountains, and the earth and the earth shrouded the golden energy.
The mountains are green, white and yellow under the sky, the mountains are like gold, solemn and solemn, and the majestic and peculiar rock walls are dyed by the golden glow, and the overlap is extremely magnificent.
The big river turns, and the black iron-like peaks are reflected on the lake. Like the drunken old man, I don’t know how many years have been sleeping.
Jiushengfeng, Jiushengge.
The yellow curtains of the goose are hanging down, and the slightly open windows are covered with golden golden. After returning to the holy mountain, Liu Ruoxi will not be able to open the door. If the two doors are not, they will be in the door.
Time has passed slowly for nearly a month, and Liu Ruoxi is waiting for the news from the mountain every day.
"Hey!"
The poultry stopped at the foot of the bed, and quickly spread its wings and flew. Liu Ruoqi held the fragrant scent and looked at the vast and secluded world, lost and lost.
"I am not as free as a bird!"
The fingers of the jade are squatting tightly on the window sill, and a vicissitude is heard behind them.
"Miss, the holy mountain is now in a mess, can't be self-styled, locked in the house!"
Liu Ruoyi's eyelashes are lightly moving, and a look of ambiguity is like a slap in the face: "Guan Bo, I... I can't lift interest."
Naturally, I know that after the return of the Tianfeng platoon, Xuehonglou and Qichangchangfeng were seriously injured. After the nursed back to health, the battle of the Holy Emperor was once again put on the agenda.
The two sects of the Holy Mountain are in the same position. If they can have a tendency to be the next sage, the selection of the Holy Land will basically stop.
The old man who was called Guan Bo was also the one who came to rescue the danger of the wild city that day, and the sly figure was outside the door, and he sighed deeply.
"In more than 20 days, the Holy Master has already passed you three times, and today is coming again! Can't see you!"
Hearing the name of the Holy Man, Liu Ruoxuan’s subconscious body is shaking, and the red lips are biting and whispering.
"Guan Bo, please help me drag on."
"Hey!"
There was a knock on the door, and the footsteps gradually went away, leaving only a silent sigh.
"What can he do when he comes?"
Liu Ruoxi’s eyelashes are slightly drooping, his right hand is pinching his index finger, his eyes are turning to the distance again, and the secluded road:
When I meet again, at least I am still yours.

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The Shenjian Gate, the mountain peak is steep, like a few swords rushing through the sky, splitting the void.
Between the steep mountains, a blue lake reflects the sky and reflects a pair of green water.
"Yao, don't you let you not run outside?"
The graceful and gentle voice slowly came from behind, and suddenly it was exquisitely dressed, dressed in elegant robes, and black hair was brought into the flow of the gorgeous women.
Su sings his eyes and eyes, and there is still a faint dignity between the eyebrows.
"Yao, don't you know that I and you are very worried about you? Your life is not only your own!"
Mu Yao face 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 憔悴 十 十 十 十 十 十 十 十 十 十 十 十
At this time, the Nine Nether Snakes are very big, and the eyes are like a wildfire. They are very heart-rending, and the huge demon is not dare to approach.
"But my heart is very uncomfortable, seven up and down!" Muyao whispered, doubles like water, waves are not shocked.
The teacher, known as Su Xin, glanced at the Su singer and pulled the Su mad song to the side, whispering.
"The demon door has not returned yet?"
Su crazy songs are also quite irritating, the dry mouth suddenly slammed, and said: "If you have news, still waiting here!"
Apparently used to the temper of Su crazy songs, Su Xin shook his head and walked toward Muyao.
"Yao, you are the blood of Jinpeng, you shouldn't be indulging. If Su Yi doesn't come, you have something very important, at least for the Shenjian Gate. For Su Yi's Overlord, you have to work hard."
Su mad songs burst into the air, a flash of light in his eyes, suffocating, swearing: "Yi will come back! Nothing comes or not!"
Muyao frowned, looked up at the lake, and Suyi’s words to himself in front of Baiying Palace, still hovering in the ear.
Standing up, Mu Yao softly said: "Sue Chang, master, you can rest assured! Disciple know!"
"Then I am relieved. I have been back to the Sword Gate for almost a month. I am still not at ease. I will go to the Demon Gate and the Chaos Field!"
The voice did not fall, and the singer sang the sword and slashed the world, drawing a long trace of sword in the air.
At this time, Su Yi, who is far away from the horizon, still does not know that it took only ten days for the time and space of the Sanwu domain to be separated, and the Tianman continent has passed nearly a month.
Tian Man mainland, all corners, since the Tianfeng qualifying war, Su Yi's name has long been spread throughout the six continents and three seas.
The five great families, the holy mountains, the chaotic domain, all the factions sent disciples and eyeliners to find the whereabouts of Su Yi.
In the interior of the Dragon House, Long Hao is calculating a more direct plan. The battle of the Holy Emperor of the Holy Mountain is in full swing. The final affiliation of the Chang Changfeng and Xuehonglou is not so much in Liu Ruoxi, but in Su Yi.