The hundreds of spells and heavy stones have not stopped him!

The wind letter and the feelings of the love are extremely fast, the wind letter and the arrow are out, the feelings are hollowed out, sending out the attack, grabbing the pity and running. The wind and the tactics were re-applied, while slamming the stone and saying: "I am fucking! How could he find it here so soon?"

Admire: "How do I know?!...Red line! Red line! He is still connected to the red line!!"

The two dreamed of waking up, brushing and brushing to grab the hand. Thank you for letting them succeed, the other hand holding the one with the red line, said: "Can't solve!"

Wind channel: "His Royal Highness, you will find this red line, and you will not find it if you don't catch up with him!"

Xie pity took his hand and said: "I don't have to worry about it when he catches up? I... want to ask him carefully."

Mu Qing looked up and said: "You still want to ask him? I think you are going to be eaten by him to know how good he is."

Thanks to pity: "He was very powerful. You didn't tell me what the mural was, and asked me not to be close to him. It was totally impossible to convince me."

Mu Qing said: "He is a ghost king, his behavior is very different. There is no need to persuade others. If you see these two things, you should know that you should not be close?"

Thanks for extending **** and saying: "Two choices: either let me go back and ask him to ask, or let me go back and see the murals."

The wind and the feelings seem to think of something terrible, a corner of the mouth twisted, a brow jumped, and stopped in front of him, the same voice: "Two will not work!"

Therefore, Xie pity picked up the sleeves and said: "I can't say it, then we still use the fight to solve it! Who are you first, or two together?"

Admiration for the wind channel: "You first!" After returning to the side. The wind letter does not seem to be sure that it will win the pity, but in order to save the demented youth, he has to fight out and hold the bow tightly. He said: "Good! Your Royal Highness, offended!"

Xie pity also said: "Oh..." Who knows, the opening of the guest set is not finished, the vest is hot, there is a person behind the road: "Stay, don't talk!" He became a piece of iron plate.

Not only that, but the sound can't be released!

The feelings flashed from behind him, on the wind channel: "Pull it. This can temporarily let him stop, but it doesn't take long."

The wind letter is slightly stunned: "What are you doing to attack him? Isn't it a good fight?"

Xie pity did not expect that the feelings of the real situation immediately went out of the way. If he didn't trust the two former subordinates, he wouldn't have been so easy. Mu Qing said: "Where is there time to give you a dozen, he deliberately, I will know at a glance, I want to drag the time and wait for the flower city to catch up. Didn't you see him like it? The ghosts who are detached are fascinated, you are with you now. He didn't know what he was saying. He might have met him and he confessed to him. He said something, and he believed, and he was blinded by the fox."

Fengxin thought for a moment and thought that he said something a bit reasonable. He sighed and said: "Your Highness, it is not that we deliberately marry you, but that he is against you... it is really unsightly, simply cant say it! You go with us. Let's go."

The feelings of love also said: "Go."

The word of love is not a suggestion or a request, but an instruction. Only when he took the picture behind the pity, he must have previously smothered the spell of his life with his blood. The sequel can make the stalker follow the instructions of the operator. However, in fact, only a few simple instructions can be implemented, such as: non-verbal, accompanying, stationary, fast running, etc., complicated instructions are difficult to implement, Nor can you confuse people's minds. Only the big ghosts of Jin Yixian can do that.

The two of them took a pity and a burst of sin, and suddenly they were blocked by a pile of rocks. When Fengxin saw no way, he said, "How can this stone be blocked? Can't you go?"

Admiration: "Is this stone not you down? Ask me what to do."

Fengxin questioned: "But are you leading the way? How do you lead the way, we have been here before, how come back?"

The feelings of love are not questioned: "Jokes, I don't recognize the road here, how do I lead the way? Are we not all running all the time?"

Seeing that it is going to quarrel again, the wind letter is waving: "Forget it, don't have time to talk nonsense with you, excavate and excavate!"

Huacheng chased behind them, so they can only move forward, not back, otherwise they are likely to hit the front. It is easy to open the road, and the two of them let Xie pity stand in the corner, and the wind and the letter smashed a fist, and the feelings of the forehead and the forehead of the forehead smashed his smashing horse to smash the big stone, three or two I will dig this road, and the stone will roll and the plaster will fly. I am going to thank you for the past. Who knows, after the smoke has been exhausted, a red figure stands on the opposite side. When you pity, your eyes are bright. It is the flower city!

His eyes were cold and cold, and he held his hand and said nothing. Fengxin blurted out on the spot: "How do you not scream!"

This is the true spirit of the real thing. Only when he was clearly left behind, how could he appear in the front again? ? ? I don't know when he was here, but he was so quietly waiting for them to dig through the obstacles and send them to the door. Isn't it the ghosts and the strangers?

The wind and the feelings of the moment retreat and pull out a distance. Huacheng did not look at them, his eyes moved to one side, and he took a step toward thanking him. The wind and the feelings reacted to him. He came to see who was coming. He jumped to the front and thanked him. He said, "You don't come over!"

The face of Huacheng is very gloomy.

If you change to the weekdays, who dares to let the blood rain detect the flowers, he will not put this in his eyes. It is strange to laugh at the past and look at it. But this time, he seems to be like When I was really jealous, I didnt dare to act rashly, and I stopped.

For a long while, he slowly said: "What is the intention of the two?"

This tone sounds calm. The wind letter is very straightforward: "You don't need to reload it. This is your old nest. These gods have already seen what happened, and your paintings, we have all seen it!"

Huacheng was standing sideways in front of them. He heard that the hand behind him seemed to twitch slightly, and it seemed that **** were unnaturally curled up.

"..."

He bowed slightly and whispered: "His Royal Highness, have you seen it?"

This sound is extremely low and low, although the tone is not as shocking as it is, but with a little hoarse voice, it is obviously different. Thank you for your compassion: "No!"

In fact, he did not see much, but at this moment, the politeness of the moment could not be heard, and he couldnt make a sound. He could only lean on the stone wall in the corner, as if hiding behind the two, not dare to come out to face the flower city. I don't want to talk to him. Fengxin opened the bow and said: "Yes. What are you... Thoughts, we are clear. You are a ghost king. If you still have a little self-respect, please don't approach the Prince."

The mood of thanking the moment is like a thatched cottage in the fire, the smoke is rolling. Huacheng should be able to find out that he is different. She is only looking forward to him asking questions and asking himself, but he feels that something is wrong. However, Huacheng seems to have no thoughts on it, and he said coldly: "Don't be close to him? You two What identity and qualification did you use to say this to me?"

Before they answered, Huacheng raised his eyes and said: "You remind me, or continue to calculate your account!"

The voice just fell, countless silver butterflies screamed to the two!

In the face of such an offensive as the storm, the only choice is to open the shield. Fengxin and admiration shouted: "Shield is open!"

The butterfly rain was blocked by the invisible shield, and it burst into a sparkling silver in the air, and quickly condensed into a new silver butterfly. It was attacked again, and it was endless. As they step back and retreat, Huacheng is approaching step by step. His black hair was swayed by the winds of the court, and his eyes were full of fury and anger, and he was unobstructed by the bright silvery butterfly. So when it was unilaterally blocked, it was too passive. The wind and the feelings looked at each other and decided to take the initiative to attack. They held up the shield and rushed up, and each showed their weapons. The three men fought in this not-so-wide grotto. The wind letter is against the dead butterfly, and the love is on the flower city. Flower City reached out and handed out the curved knife to the left hand, facing the front!

This is the first time that thank you for seeing the errands fight. The scimitar is slender, glamorous and murderous, and the silver light is dead--it is really a demon knife that is full of evil and evil!

This battle is really wonderful. Huacheng has not fallen into the wind with an enemy. He sees his breath and sighs. When he is not long, he picks up his knife and picks it up with a sigh of relief. Ma Knife smashed into the rock. Although the lover still holds the handle, he can't pull it out. He was shocked, and Huacheng had already punched him on his lower jaw, hitting his whole person to fly to the sky, and the handle finally got out. Over there, the feather arrows of Fengxin were also cut off by the sharp silver wings of the dead butterfly. After all, the number is too large to handle!

The outcome is a foregone conclusion. The corner knows that Soso has climbed out of countless white silks and re-wrapped the two men into two big white urns. The more they earned, the more they wrap around, the more they wrap around, the more they scream, the side: "Sure enough, you threw us into the pit!"

Wind channel: "This is not a spider silk! This is...!"

Thankfulness is also realized. It is silk!

The first step in breaking the butterfly into a butterfly is the phlegm, and the strange white silks of the spider silk are simply the things that the flower city has made, and maybe even related to these fierce dead butterflies!

The war situation has been decided, Huacheng received a machete and ridiculed: "I am throwing you into refuge. After all, if you don't scream an avalanche on the snowy mountain, you will not have the opportunity to enter this cave." Don't thank me for saving your life?"

Huachengs original plan should be to wait for the avalanche to pass, and if the snow-capped mountains are calm, lets go out and let the wind and faith fall here. Who knows that the two people bite open and yelled, and they thanked them for discovering them, which triggered the next series of things. Otherwise, thank you, maybe you dont even look at a statue, just go out with him.

Now, it has become the worst situation, all the secrets have been torn out, oh exposed to the sun.

Xie pity is anxious, but the body is still sitting in the same place. The chill in the eyes of Huacheng is getting heavier and heavier. Looking down at the affair, he whispers: "It seems that it is me who is talented with a knife, not you."

The throat of the affection was entangled in a few white silks, and his face was suddenly red and red, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. He said: "You!...you...? Its so, I understand..."

Fengxin also bit his teeth: "...you...what you know!"

Admired: "I understand... why this kid is so hateful to me... you may be the same reason!"

Wind channel: "Wh... cough, why?"

Mourning feelings and hate: "Because he is crazy! Have you forgotten how to paint on the mural? He is the one... the little soldier who is going to be brought back from the back of the son of the Prince, and he said that his knife is good, suitable for him. Use a knife... cough..."

Wind channel: "What does this have to do with his hatred?!"

I dont talk because of my feelings. "", Huacheng punched him on the face, smiled and replaced him, saying: "Because he drove me out of the military camp."

I did not expect to have done this thing!

Feng Xin was shocked: "...I am fucking! Why are you driving him out of the military camp?! He offended you?!"

The face is full of blood. "I just let him go back. Its not a good thing to fight. How do I know that he will be crazy like this, and vengeance is now!..."

He didn't finish it, and he gave it a punch. He slammed his face. Huacheng smiled and said: "Why did you drive me away, when I can't guess? Ah?"

Mourning eyes flashed. Huacheng is also awkward: "Where is the waste, it is clear, isn't it?"

"..."

Appreciation seems to have been poked, and spit a blood, word by word: "Fortunately, you are taken away, or you will stay in the army, let you slowly approach the prince, stare at his mind all day, do not know what to think. What are you doing? That is disgusting!"

Thank you for a heart and a tight heart. Mucheng said the previous sentence, Huacheng has raised the boxing, and when it comes to the latter sentence "disgusting", Huacheng's hand is frozen in the air, the pale hands of the back of the blue veins appear, the five fingers clenched and loose, loosened and clenched.

For a long while, his voice is succinctly said: "I will not care about you in this matter. You give me honest account, is it true that you shouted before the avalanche?"

The feelings of the awkward eyes widened and looked at the wind. Feng Xin also looked at them, and his eyes were round.

Neither of them knows how to answer. Huacheng Li said: "I have limited patience, and you can answer within three voices. One! Two!"

He was so resolute. At this time, the enthusiasm is in a hurry, and shouted: "Prince Edward runs fast!!!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the thank-you with the blood on the back escaped. Huacheng immediately turned his head, and the two corners of the white silk smashed out, entangled in the pity, and he fell down without two steps.

This situation seems to be that he has been scared for a long time, or is unacceptable, or unwilling to intervene in the battle, and has been standing for a long time, and finally decided to escape, but has not succeeded. In fact, he never thought about running at all!

Thanks to the hands and feet, the white silk was tightly tied, lying on the ground, black hair and white sleeves scattered all over the floor, and the fighting fell off. Huacheng slowly turned over, and for a long time, walked to him. He walked a few steps, and the wind letter couldnt help but say: "Flower City!"

Huacheng has a footstep and a slight head.

Fengxin daringly said: "You...you have let go of His Royal Highness! He is already miserable. You, don't be against him..."

Huacheng did not speak, walked to the side of Xie Pity, copied his knees and back, and hugged him.

Thanks for the pity in his arm, just to see the expression of the two big whites behind. Feng Xin looked as if he saw the sheep into the tiger's mouth, and was about to be ruined by the tears. He shouted, and he began to try to tear the white silk with his teeth, but he suffered from the angle and was in vain. Huacheng knows all these gods and caves, and when they turn around, they can't see their figures, and they can't hear their voices.