Yeah, don’t worry, put out Cang Lan’s hand, hold down the cold mountain night bell, tremble with excitement, and sink your eyes. I said I’m considering it-unless you show it to me, those benefits you promised me are true. You made me change my appearance and convinced people in the Jianghu that I was dead.
Trust me, how can you cheat you on false conditions when you come to help me forge the secret treasure? Hanshan Night Bell walks to one side with a smile, but it’s not very simple to hold an elder’s dry neck and sway directly in his hand like this.
Qingluo suddenly screamed and saw that Zhong Sheng broke the neck of the elder without a trace of blood. Instead, it smashed all over the floor, and at the same time, the elder fell to the ground with a thin silver thread left in the hands of Han Shan Night Clock.
This is a piece of debris picked up before the destruction of Cang Lan, and its face is as hot as rot.
Hanshan Night Clock gently twists the silver thread in its hand, gently sips it in its mouth and laughs. Who wouldn’t believe it if it wanted to build a man with this appearance to die outside?
Destroy the surging billows and smash the pieces in their hands. It’s not easy to change their appearance like this while laughing at the cold mountain night bell pulling the cold snow to whisk him away and slowly tearing his face.
Ah, Qingluo suddenly closed her eyes and put out Cang Lan. She immediately bent down to block the little girl’s face and raised her eyebrows to see that the night clock in Hanshan would peel the cold snow off her face and show a trace of blood and a gray-green plane like a rotten tree.
The night bell in Hanshan seems to be eager to get the approval of destroying Canglan, shaking his hands and saying, How to destroy Canglan Gong? I’m not lying to you. You will get these benefits.
Destroying Cang Lan doesn’t mean that he is looking straight at his face. Although he has no facial features, he seems to be laughing as if he had destroyed Cang Lan’s bloody mouth.
They put out Cang Lan, and their mouths are full of dolls.
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Hanshan Night Bell seems to be interested in destroying Cang Lan’s action of blocking Qingluo’s eyes. He touched Ba Tut and said that since he doesn’t want the little girl to see something not so good, he should take her with him.
Destroy the surging billow in the heart a shock eyebrows sink cold way you you answer my question is
It was the cold night clock that pushed the cold snow to fly back to his neck, and he kept shooting up a dark dust and sand. If you want to create a public figure, I can kill this body double, so that heaven and man can believe that Gong is dead. Don’t worry that I can get it, so can others.
Green rose suddenly turned around and grabbed out Cang Lan’s skirt and shook her head again and again. It’s terrible. Brother Cang Lan, don’t promise him.
Little girl, why don’t you think about your brother? Hanshan Night Bell’s eyebrows are wrinkled and his voice is lowered like a child who is not sensible. What if your brother doesn’t change his body and poison him?
This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, Qingluo’s holding out Cang Lan, she shed tears in a blink of an eye.
Don’t cry, Alo. Destroy Cang Lan. Squat down and wipe away tears for Qingluo. Brother won’t do anything.
To promise me that nothing will happen, however, the cold snow will be pulled up by the cold night bell, and the face will be pasted again to see the cold snow. After a while, it will recover as if nothing had happened. Lian Xiao has not changed.
Destroy the surging billow standing looking at the cold snow flying seems to be carefully from his body to see what has not revealed the mystery. Suddenly, there is a bright side in my heart, but my eyes are still calm and I am interested in your secret treasure now.
It’s a good cold night. Seeing that something important has already happened, I quickly led the way with my hands and followed me.
Destroy the surging billows and walk with Hanshan Night Clock. See you later slightly. All the men in black followed the first cold snow flying smile. It seems that Hanshan Night Clock stuck a crooked face and couldn’t move.
Hum out Cang Lan and stare at the cold snow flying. Don’t fool me.
Before the words fall, the cold mountain night bell will destroy Cang Lan and introduce it into the wolf skin chair, but it turns out to be a winding nine-turn channel, which seems to extend as it gets darker and darker.
Destroying Cang Lan feels a little inclined, but this passage is extending underground. Looking back, I saw that it was dark and followed a row of cold snow flying close to me, forcing him to walk step by step.
The passage has spread for a long time, and it seems that when it reaches the darkest core of the earth, it finally shines a little, and at the same time, its feet become stable, which seems to be a straight line. It’s a cold night, and it’s a long way to go. Laugh and smile, or keep your mind steady for a while, for fear of scaring you at the sight of it.
Destroy the surging billow sneer at a way that will be worse than the blood on the ground. Continue to lead the way.
Hanshan Night Clock smiled and pointed to Qingluo Daogong, who was not afraid of this little girl but kept shaking.
I’m not afraid of my green radish grabbing the arm of destroying Cang Lan trembling.
I told you to lead the way to destroy Canglan, but it seemed that I couldn’t bear to stare at Hanshan Night Clock. I ate a boring night clock, but I lost my temper. I still smiled and waved a huge sleeve to move on, while Canglan slightly covered Qingluo’s eyes and hugged her to go.
As soon as the cave turned, a vast expanse of surging billows disappeared in front of me, as if it had stepped into a vast flat land from a narrow place in one step, and kept brushing the body behind it. The cold black dress person was divided into two groups beside him.
Cold mountain night bell in front of a huge pool with his arms stretched out as if he were breathin’ intoxicating fragrance, and turned to extinguish Cang Lan and reached out and said, Here it is.
Destroy the surging billows and don’t trust Qing Luo to pull her away and connect the huge pool steps and hold her down, so that she doesn’t come to see them on the steps.
Well, Qingluo stared at her big eyes and nodded as if she were very cold. She generally hugged her shoulders on the steps.
Hanshan night clock had already gone a few steps to the side of the pool, and his face was illuminated by a bright light. As soon as he approached the edge of the pool, he heard a boiling water purring in his ears. However, the sound was so sticky that it was uncomfortable to boil a pool full of glue.
You can see the scene in the pool with a light probe next to the Hanshan night clock, but listening to the Hanshan night clock hides the excitement and trembles. It is openly a shocking secret.
Destroy the surging billows and breathe lightly, but the horse is as calm and smooth as the abyss, looking back and forth at the pool, rolling and turning the bones, steaming and steaming, like rotting trees, and like the smell of flesh and blood.
Compared with that pearl, Violet Zonglian is really shocking. It kills Cang Lan with a wry smile and coughs a turn to Hanshan Night Clock. What exactly is this secret treasure of yours?
I’m a unique practitioner of puppet art in Hanshan League, but I haven’t been able to reach the peak. The night bell in Hanshan has a long sigh, and the dark gold light flashes on his face, which seems to put his face into boiling water and boil. I can make a puppet to manipulate, but I can’t turn the living into a puppet. But if this secret treasure is refined, I can master the puppet art of manipulating the living. Then I can manipulate whoever I want on this day. Isn’t the situation in my palm?