Qing Luo is very uncomfortable to hug out Cang Lan’s waist and brother’s warm palm and gently stick it on the back of her head, which makes her feel a little better. I don’t know that destroying Cang Lan’s natural body is cold and the palm is warm and needs to be warmed up. Now it is for Qing Luo’s love.

While the fierce Qingyang is wrapped in a skirt on the other side of the surging billow, and the waist is crossed. Why is this place so like surging billow?
As thick as Yin qi, Cang Lan gently stroked Qingluo’s hair and turned her eyes to look at the front of the entrance of the spiral stone ladder. The lone traveler slightly raised his voice and said, Is your leader waiting in the face?
It was the lone traveler who smiled and looked up at the twisted stone ladder with broken bones. It was dark and spiral, and the top of it was a crowded black building, like a pigeon cage, holding people breathing heavily.
Those buildings seem to collapse at any moment, and the bricks on the eaves are all broken and propped precariously at the top of the stone stairs. The lone traveler seems to appreciate this sight, takes a deep breath and turns to step on the stone stairs. Come with me.
Destroy the surging billows and stand ten paces away from the lone ranger, but his voice has blown past the lone ranger behind him. I don’t know if you don’t have the bloody array like the elegant door here.
The blood evil spirit array lone ranger’s figure is erratic, and he is walking in a faint direction with soft clouds. My Hanshan League is like Zongmen, but there is no such evil technique.
When you say this, you don’t feel the pain of your tongue. When you smile, you gently evoke your fingers. Pick a piece of red mist and float around. Three people are staring at the lone ranger’s back with cold eyes. Your puppet art is not a trick, is it?
Destroy the male this mouth but tide wait for no man’s lone ranger suddenly a meal has come to the top of the stone ladder behind a black hole, black rock cracks vertically and horizontally the same fur flying Zhang Jukou beast.
Destroying Cang Lan’s three people also came to the surface. The blood fog is entangled in more shadows. The lone ranger looked back at the beast’s mouth. It’s not necessary to be so cautious. This blood fog is extraordinary. Don’t let a conflict get out of control for no reason.
You don’t care about my blood fog, I have controlled it well. Canglan gently patted Qingluo’s trembling shoulders to lead the way.
With a wave of his arm, the lone traveler saw that the night around him was creeping slowly, like a fat bug slowly stretching. Generally, a greasy blister kept exploding and the sound surged all around.
The lone traveler turned to lead the way, and in an instant, he was half-length in the black hole, and the fierce green sun gently swallowed his throat. Although he was not afraid, this scene was really uncomfortable, and he couldn’t help but hit out Cang Lan’s shoulder and said this terrible place.
Hell, it’s not like you haven’t seen the extinction of Cang Lan. You just smiled and stretched out your hand and took the fierce Qingyang’s shoulder and pushed it forward. Then come with the lone ranger in big strides.
Brother Qingluo hugs out Canglan’s arm, and her face gradually becomes hard to breathe. Since she was attacked by the underworld, her mind has changed a little, and she often becomes very weak. I have to visit this place.
I know that I should not bring you here if I wrinkle my brow and bend over to do judo.
No, Qingluo is almost crying, with a pale face rubbing against the surging billows and shaking her head. I want to follow my brother.
Carol, be good and don’t talk. Destroy Cang Lan and listen to Qing Luo’s sound. She patted her little head gently and hugged her tightly and lifted her to the fierce green eyes.
Is she very upset? She bent down and took a worried look at Qingluo. When you were fighting that Gu Yu in China, Alo also said that she was very uncomfortable.
Gu Zhongyun destroyed Cang Lan’s eyes, the light flashed and the bass sounded. Was it when Gu Zhongyun took a gray shock wave?
It was fierce Qingyang who nodded and suddenly provoked eyebrows in disgust. What is that firm but gentle? So something is not a sword, is it?
Well, I can’t help but ponder the meaning of this discourse when I think that fierce Qingyang is sensitive to the sword and pursues the destruction of Cang Lan, but he can’t help but sink his eyes when he sees fierce Qingyang’s discomfort and annoyance.
Gu Zhongyun’s broken gray blunt sword flashed through Cang Lan’s mind. Qingyang said yes, maybe that root is not a sword.
The shadows on both sides retreat to a passage. The damp water vapor in the desolate cave with a long history gives off a faint fishy smell, which makes the footsteps more cold and bleak. Suddenly, when I listen to the footsteps in front, the last echo hits the cave walls on both sides and seems to be swallowed up in one gulp. When I look up, I will see that the lone traveler has stopped.
In front of them is a huge stone facade carved with a ferocious animal face and sharp fangs, which bend and stretch like two sharp thorns waiting to hang the bodies of prey.
Destroy the surging billows, look at the huge eye, look at the animal face carving, sweep away the eye, bend the hook in the arms of the lone traveler, nod and mutter that the hook and the fangs carving seem to be the same.
The loner seems to have heard Gherardini and turned to look at it. He took out the hook and danced like a gust in his hand.
The sharp gas cut through the passage, and the cold silence also rolled the greasy water vapor in the gas into a cold wind. Listening to a clang, the lone traveler quickly broke the hook in his hand, and it was two hooks in one.
The lone traveler’s figure turns, his hands are hooked, and two tusks are carved and hooked. One person’s teeth are sore and squeaky, and he rushes across the stone door and immediately growls like a beast.
See the beast’s face divided into two halves from the center. Two fangs are like two strange knockers, slowly vibrating two holes, and a gray light is surging, which illuminates everyone’s line of sight as the airbag filled with dust slowly leaks.
Well, fierce Qingyang narrowed her eyes and raised my hand to block her eyes. Why do you still feel dazzling when the color is so dark?
Destroying Cang Lan is a red pupil, looking straight at this gray thorn light without looking, raising my hand and playing a blood fog over the fierce green eyes.
Well, the fierce green sun suddenly felt that the eye pupil stung and collapsed, and blinked, but it was a line of sight that was more clear and cool.