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"Cai!" Wang Qiang cut in.
Ji Fan nodded and said, "Yes, Cai Tianhua. . . A Cai Tianhua and a Ji Wu, how can they be haunted! " At this time, the actor patted the feather fan and said, "I think your master can go." Do not rule out being ridiculed by Ji Wu, but he dare not kill you!…
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Sun Hao’s battle is not without reason. Xingtian’s witch spirit is inextricably linked with the male and female witches. It is only natural that the witches really play at this time.
The incarnation of Dapeng Golden Winged Bird was refined by Sun Haonan’s witch clan during his practice period, and it was also benefited from the fact that the male and female witch clan went to war at this time. When I saw the Golden Winged Birds in Dapeng and the witch spirits in Xingtian, I…
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Although everyone walked slowly, they were still approaching step by step. Suddenly, Chu Yanqi felt something was wrong, and he was busy calling in a low voice: "Little bean, stop, he is a tiger …"
Small beans by his call, tingling gave a shudder, can turn into an adult beast, at least five or more. "This seat has been guarding here for many years, and I have never seen anyone as stupid as you." The man under the tree turned around, stared at the four silk bags and let out…
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Zhao curved pie pie who is willing to do it.
In the afternoon, she said she was going out to cut pig grass with a basket on her back, but actually she sneaked over to find Chen Dayu. Chen Dayu also happened to be going to cut pig grass together. "Just let’s go together." Chen Dayu’s good friend is happy. After all, everyone can study…
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"I met your old lover, what a fart." ChuYan habitat handsome face a slight red, he didn’t forget, feather sakura fairy has always wanted to rape her, fortunately, she has no body, otherwise, he always took her with him, maybe she took advantage of the disorder to eat a clean.
"My old flame?" The feather cherry fairy is still the same, flying out of the jade tripod, flapping her two butterfly wings, making people want to laugh. In particular, she also likes to turn into a cartoon, with big eyes and delicate face. Chu Yan’s heart is moving. If she hadn’t known for a long…
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In the Chamber, Xin Qiji and others have already made preparations for the meeting. There are still some surprises when Su Yonglin comes so early with a yawn.
"Why did you come so early today?" "I have to go out of the palace to do something in the afternoon. It’s early. Let’s start. Deal with more things. I’ll leave a little at noon." "What’s the big deal?" "private affairs" Xin Qiji nodded his head and didn’t continue to ask. He called the staff…
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