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Hehe, old man, I guess it’s right. This stupid Xiao Ran is Jessica.
When Guangxian approached the crowd, Leixian immediately smiled and said to him. That’s right, that’s right. Fortunately, you found that if you didn’t wait for me to meet him, the six of you would have tortured him. Guangxian smiled at Lei Xian and looked at him from his eyes. It was really gratifying to meet…
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"The iron is big, and the effect is good on the first day. We wiped out more than 95% of those scum," said Fang Haidao, the second deputy. "However, the two black devils are powerful enough, so many drugs poured over and they were unscathed. Unless the neural radar there was broken."
"Second, don’t be surprised, in ancient and modern Chinese and foreign books, when did you see the material ammunition can hurt the devil. They are the devil-level masters in the northern underworld, and it would be really strange if they were injured under the hail. " Tielin laughed. "Where is Lao Qi now?" "That water…
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At this time, all the ghosts have also shown that it is not normal here! Hundreds of ghosts died, more than one-tenth of them, and it was difficult for them to pay attention. The attention scene was gradually quiet! The death of hundreds of ghosts may not be shocking, but the death of dozens of ghosts, especially those two ghosts at their peak, shocked them.
Because the magic weapon in the secular world is too weak, the ghost cultivation body is too strong, and it is difficult to be killed by the magic weapon unless it is killed by the group spirit attack! But now it’s not only dead, but also so many. It turns out that they still have…
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"Still alive." Wuji answered such a question.
The fat Taoist rolled up his sleeves and pointed at Wuji and scolded, "How did you become a slave? How can you tolerate such a person? Even if you don’t destroy him, the culprit is intolerable. After I went back this time, Uncle Fat said that I had to destroy this Chu Yunjie and Chu…
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Wen Leyang gave the idea to wrap the ring with a cone. The raccoon dog’s eyes lit up again and he was happy. He held a jade knife and asked, "There is a three-flavor old man in yangshan, and his body is not worse than yours!"
Wen Leyang was shocked. It’s a little unreasonable for the three flavors to be so straightforward and evil that they were caught and destroyed. The ring also gave a wry smile. "The monk and I were friends when we stayed together in the jade knife for a while … Let’s make an alternative first!" Chapter…
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A sepulchral smile reveals a mouthful of white teeth, and the two-step head-up patted his chest "Yes! Always want to die! Li Yunhuan is a man. Come on! Come and kill the old man! You dare not kill me today, you are always a coward! Waste! "
Mama Jia secretly complained, "Ouch!" A smile with a face "master, master! Gentlemen! Let’s have something to talk about, talk about it! Everyone comes out for fun, right-" "Fuck off!" Yang Wenhua kicked Jia’s mother’s face and said angrily, "Go ahead and tear down your flute hall!" Jia’s mother turned pale and was so anxious…
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