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| | Secret Agent Imperial Concubine: Your Majesty, I w (28th Nov 22 at 12:16am UTC) | | "What is this posture?" Standing at the foot of the ring, Yan Lin, who was beside the cloud killing the sky, held his chest in both hands and looked at the falling feathers in the battle, with his eyes lightly raised. How can this falling feather always surprise people. The previous scene is the mysterious move of overcoming hardness with softness. Chapter 336: Barbecue Human Meat 2. And this one, as soon as it comes up, this mysterious posture can actually compete with the posture of the hermit clan. How many surprises does this man have? I don't know. The cloud killed the day to look at the ring on the falling feather, for the first time gave Yan Lin an answer. Looking at the falling feathers on the ring, the eyes of the cloud also flashed a trace of surprise. Unexpectedly can match with the body of the hermit, at present it seems that it is not a loss. This posture, let him have a little interest. Not to mention that the cloud was interested in killing the sky, the other people below were even more excited to see it. See on the ring, falling feather relying on the unpredictable posture, and Leng Wugui fighting together. Leng Wugui was enveloped by a black gas, and his figure looked powerless. It makes people feel that if you give him a sword at the waist, he may have nothing to do with it. Such posture, only feel strange, let a person be frightened. On the other hand, the fallen feather is elegant and calm. Had it not been for the falling feather, from time to time, it would have been a ruthless grasp. It makes people look as if the fallen feathers are taking a leisurely walk on the flowers. The figure is gentle, without any force. And the graceful posture, just like the wind blowing willows,interactive panel board, is the creation of immortals. Let a person look at it, only feel that the posture of the feather is quiet, like a beautiful fairy pacing among the flowers, ignoring the ugly half of the face. It can be seen that the charm and elegance of falling feather. All that's missing is a good feeling. Although the people below do not say that they are intoxicated, they are also excited. But in the ring, Luoyu and Leng Wugui seem to be walking in their own circles. Luoyu took a leisurely walk in the court, following her steps in the ring, gracefully circling around,65 inch smart board, not eager to fight with Leng Wugui, or to rush over. Leng Wugui's strength, in addition to the black sword, relies on his posture. In the last match against Jiaxuan Moyan, Jiaxuan Moyan spent a lot of time to besiege his figure. Now that she had seen through this, she naturally did not bother to do that thankless thing. The Phantom is the most confusing step in ancient martial arts. Ethereal to ethereal, eerie to eerie. Chapter 337: Barbecue Human Meat 3. You have a plan. I have a wall ladder. You have no way to return. You rely on your strong posture and consume your opponent's strength. Today, if you do the same thing to the other person, let's check the posture. Luoyu has long thought about today's attack, that is the heart is calm and leisurely, the end is extremely calm, like a walk in the suburbs, where like in the arena. In this way, the powerful posture of Leng Wugui has no effect. The ghostly moves, to the strange figure of the falling feather, nine of the ten moves failed, interactive flat panel display ,75 smart board, and his head was as big as a bucket. Luoyu is not in a hurry to fight with him, he does not have to hide, just need to guard against the pace of Luoyu is too strange, a careless collision with him, that ruthless grasp. For the rest, he's really not worried. In this way, Leng Wugui was silent in surprise. What kind of play is this? What is the result of this ring if it goes on like this? Could it be because Luoyu knew that he had something to do with her father's poison, so he was releasing water? Leng Wugui was not very sure, but apart from this, he really couldn't figure out what was the use of Luoyu going around in circles in the ring. At the thought of this, Leng Wugui was a little calm. Fallen Feather is most likely giving him water. If they had known that Luoyu was so good, they would have been so anxious to spend manpower to think about what to do with her. Look, Luoyu knows what's at stake. In the heart reads moves, the cold does not return to rest assured. Began to get ready to give a wink to Luoyu. Because the cloud killed the sky here, he really dared not speak. He never doubted the ability of the purple king. Even if in this ring his voice again low, the cloud kills the day also absolutely to be able to hear, they dare not provoke him. Just as the dust settled on the conjecture of Leng Wugui. Under the ring, Yan Lin also raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Is she going to release water?" This is not how to attack the ring, he can not see that the feather does not have the suspicion of water. It is estimated that Luoyu is trying to find out one or two by releasing water. However, this feeling is not good, falling feather gives him the feeling is a one is one, two is two people, simply direct. Such a deliberate release of water, people's impression of her greatly discounted.
Chapter 338: Barbecue Human Meat 4. And at the moment when Yanlin's words came out, the cloud had not had time to open his mouth to express his views. See the ring, has slowed down before the cold no return, suddenly a flash of silver, has been nestled in the arms of the small silver, shot. I saw a small silver lightning flash, straight to the cold face door, the white teeth, the sharp claws, suffused with the cold sharp kill. It is not to release water, but to wake up in an instant. This is a killing move. Immediately, under the great fright, the floating body retreats. Do not want him to be fast, that has been in the ring around the circle of falling feathers faster, obviously the moment before he was opposite, at this time has been undetected to turn behind him. With one step, he grabbed him in the back. The sharp cold and murderous look made the cold hair on the back of Leng Wugui stand on end. Dare not retreat, hurriedly left flash. Leng Wugui a congealed, the body carries to the limit, toward the left hand side on the body even flash, panic to avoid the past. But who is across from him. In terms of speed, even the tenth level of Warcraft dare not wipe its edge of Xiaoyin. His body is intact, and when he is transported to the limit, he can be scarred by Silver's unrated Warcraft. Such a short pause is enough. I saw a flash of silver, cold no return to avoid the front, but can no longer avoid the following. Wind through the treetops,86 smart board, but a face. Luoyu did not catch the back of Leng Wugui, nor was he in a hurry. He stuck to it and continued to circle. And Leng Wugui stood leaning aside. The black air enveloped him, and he could not see any scars on his body. hsdsmartboard.com | |
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