I’m not talking about this. I’m talking about this ancient scroll, which is likely to be annihilated in the fairy land again, and maybe it will never be reincarnated again.
Brother, what do you say? Old three, you should have a long head. Do I have to tell you such a simple thing? If you think about it a little, you can figure it out. Situhao killed Nanyue Peak in…
Oh, it’s Zeng Yuanyi, that unlucky friend Ye Xuan, who nodded and admitted with disdain. Who made him want to slap him to death when he didn’t know it? But think about it. It’s too cheap for him. Isn’t he afraid of bringing trouble to his family? I just let him lose his family.
That’s why her family was killed. Wan Yingzhao will crush his hand into a fist. He is not a human being, but a demon without humanity. Night Soul, let me go. I’m going to kill this dehumanizing thing. I’m going…
Song Chang-geng quickly reunited the three swords, and the ten crossbows got into a dogfight. Under his command, the crossbows were quickly suppressed and one or two were constantly cut off.
The two of them fought, which made the people next to them sigh that it was a magic weapon of two aspects, flying sword or magic, and it was not something that ordinary swordsmen could have for a while. Dai…
Yullian carefully controlled his strength. Even so, he was worried that he would hurt Tyrande. He gently picked up the fainted priestess and put it on her mount. He carefully checked the position of his hand just now. After making sure that there was no harm, he ordered the animals around him to take her back. She needed to rest.
Although this beast doesn’t care about his master’s methods, he is still happy to do as he tells him, because he also needs to rest when he needs it. Trust me, Tyrande, this is a lift. I’ll take care of…
Looking for a small bead in the sand for 300 miles, what’s the difference between finding a needle in a haystack?
Not to mention that it is almost impossible to make it worse for ten days and a hundred days a day. This sand sea is not shallow, and its depth must have reached the level of terror. The earth is…
Yang Jiahui said happily, just spoil the stutterer.
Zhang Jun followed the music. Yang Jiahui gave Zhang Jun a white look, saying that she was making up stories to spoil you and smirking. Zhang Jun muttered that I didn’t listen. Fang Xia giggled and shouted at Yang Jiahui,…