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MTL - Being an Author is a High Risk Occupation-Chapter 127
The gods who came here to fight have a variety of different reasons. Of course, the most is to fish indiscriminately. Whether it is God or immortal, there are always some good things on the body. If you kill them, you will definitely explode the equipment. Most people are directed at this, but it is only when they are exploded. It’s hard to say if you are not yourself. There is also a part of the throne of the Lord. But in addition to these, there are some people who have very wonderful reasons.
For example, the witch, the former landlord of the Sapphire House, a life goal and the meaning of survival are women who hooked up men.
Walking around the river all the year round, how can you not wet shoes?
Often hooked up with men, there will always be a day under the control of men. The witch naturally knows this truth, so she hooks up the man and also picks people. The strength is too high to be higher than oneself, too pure or not, and the man’s control is still not good.
Such a man, the flower on his mouth can be, the real thing is absolutely impossible.
But some time ago, she met a man. After some in-depth exchanges, everyone knows that she has all the good qualities above.
Rubbing the strength in the realm of the gods can call the rainy guys to run the fairy world to play what pigs look, her tigress has been eaten, have lived for tens of thousands of years, even a place you do not feel shameful with a peach face Even so clean and self-love, what is a man to take care of a woman, worried that her strength can not be bullied, so it is ironic to go wherever you go.
A lifetime of a double party is gone.
This may be the most beautiful love story for other girls in the world, but she is the witch who is famous for her, and she is famous for her. Her future is all the beautiful men in the world who can take a sip.
It’s impossible to hang a tree on a tree.
Even if the tree is strong and strong, it is a little resourcey, and the long one is a pair. It’s the same as the one who took a fairy flying in front and went straight to her.
Ah
The handsome peach face went to the witch: "Why did you throw me down?" If you haven't finished talking, you will see a huge black shadow rushing to the witch, and the handsome guy will fly a few hundred meters. Looking at the squatting on the floor, the witch licked her face with no expression. It seems that I heard his cry, illusion?
The man who always looks calm is screaming.
Saying, the shadow just now is
When the witch turns her head, she finds that the shadow is constantly snarling, seems to have lost her mind, or is looking for something.
The gods that were interrupted or even flew by the shadows were numerous, and the gods who stood still on the melee were only two-thirds left by the shadow.
But a few breaths of time.
The surrounding gods began to evade, and no one wanted to be so unclear.
Then the black shadow suddenly stopped colliding, or was forced to stop. In front of the black beast, Qing frowned and grabbed the head of the beast and stopped him.
The black beast is naturally extraordinary.
It’s just that the current look is not very right, the eyes are a little loose, the four legs are shaking, and the tail is also uneasy. He seems to want to break free, but finds that the other side's strength is surprisingly large, and when he finds it difficult to break free, his extraordinary expression suddenly changes. The eyes became firm, and the four legs began to increase their strength. The witch could see the powerful muscles that bulged out. Turning to look back to the blue, his face is gradually sweating.
The simpler than the strength, the extraordinary is better.
It’s just that two pairs of ones have been pressed, and now they are alone in the past, and they are in the upper hand.
It was natural to be beaten before, because what I saw in that dream, the extraordinary feelings about the blue trace is very complicated, even if the battle is only half the strength. And now he is almost on the job.
People have three urgency, which always forces the limits of human ability.
It is now uncommon to release your own limits.
The reason is just to go to the toilet. Who stopped him at this time, who is he worried?
Be careful, I pull you, **** is off.
Therefore, the reason for the explosion of the seed's extraordinary victory over the blue trace, after the war, he never wants to mention, shame.
This point is not known naturally.
However, this did not prevent him from feeling a little gratified in his heart, tossing for tens of thousands of years, making his soul lack, and also sacrificed many gods. In places where you don’t know, you don’t know how many gods are going to die in order to save the cat. If you are not so ordinary or so naive, there will be no future momentum, he will feel disappointed.
Although his father is a slap in the face, he is at least a bit of a leader. Otherwise, there will not be so many subordinates at the beginning.
What the younger brother is, depends on his own income.
The surrounding gods were all stunned, as if they finally realized that the two in front of them were the protagonists of this war.
"Don't go help?" A voice suddenly sounded around the broken edge of the car.
When the car broke back, he saw the face of the car.
Broken edge of the car: "No."
I don't need him to help now.
Probably the limit was reached, and the extraordinary attacks were getting more and more fierce. Gradually, it was too late to be able to stand up, which made the smile of the mouth deeper and louder.
In the end, I was forced to reach the dead end and bitten my hand.
Qing back to the hands of some unconscious hands, smiled: "Yes, after all, is the blood of the cat." His words have not finished, the mouth is pouring a lot of blood. Looking down, a white blade that I saw was broken from the chest.
This change made all the gods stunned.
Unexpectedly, I was finally awake, and I was shocked to see the man behind the green, holding a sword and piercing the chest. I always felt that the man’s breath was familiar.
That man is the ancient.
"I was amazed that the sword held by the ancients turned maliciously in a circle, blurring the blood of the wounded chest."
"No." Qing whispered: "I just didn't expect you to endure it now."
"No way, I didn't have absolute certainty before, how dare to do it?" Gu Gu pulled out the sword, and then he did not hesitate to pierce the abdomen.
"In my life, the first thing I hate is the sacred, and the second thing I hate is the sorrow." Say something extraordinary.