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1602. The son is nameless [1]

The big man grabbed the egret's hand and wanted to pull the egret. The egret's hand was holding his neck's hand. The Great Han suddenly felt that the air seemed to disappear as much as possible. All the blood gathered on his head.

For the eyes of the man above, the heart of the big man seemed to be placed in the cold spring.

That look made him feel ... the advent of death!

No!

The talents standing in front of him are the real death, and that kind of eyes are the eyes of hell death.

The other two big men also looked at the egret in panic. They were obviously a man of the five major and three rough. When facing the thin man, they did not dare to move forward.

Even if they didn't dare to move their fingers, it seemed that they dared to move, and they would die immediately.

"But for the wild boar full of lard, the kill is just dirty, my hand."

The egret threw the big man in his hand on the ground, and the oblique eyes swept down three big men.

When the three big men trembled, they immediately nodded their heads like a bereavement dog.

"Mommy ..."

A red light plundered from the empty egret's arms, and the egret quickly hugged Xiaoyu.

Looking at the innocent smile on Xiaoyu's face and the innocent big red eyes, the egret smiled helplessly, and walked towards the direction where the sword sword and other people were holding Xiaoyu, "Go."

"that……"

Wearing the silver robe given by the egret, the girl held the big tree slowly.

Looking at the back of the egret, the girl hurriedly said: "Is this a son going to Fengcheng? The Wanjiang enchantment around Fengcheng, people who have no identity cannot enter."

The egret pace condensed, and slowly turned around, watching the girl without saying a word.

Seeing the silver robe man staring at himself without squinting, the girl slightly drooped, her cheeks were red, and her eyes seemed to be moving at this moment.

"Son, really don't conceal, I am the daughter of the former Phoenix King, now the king of Feng ... Uh ... if you go with me, Wanjiang's enchantment has no effect on you." The girl looked forward to it

Egret.

The egret turned his eyes and looked at ice, sword sword, Xiao Jin, and then looked back at the girl, said, "Let's go."

Seeing egret agree, the girl's eyes were full of joy, "Yeah ..."

With a young girl, it is much more lively than usual.

On the road of no man's smoke, from time to time, the girl's joyful laughter, words ...

"Son, what is your name? My name is Feng Lianwu, you call me a little dance."

"I? Unknown."

"Unknown, what are you going to Fengcheng?"

"Well! Stretch people."

"Unknown, why is Xiao Jin, Xiaoyu wants your mommy?"

"Picked it."

"Unknown, why is Sword and Sword cold look so narcissistic?"

"Very stinky, my son, am I more handsome with him than him?"

"Of course it's an unknown son!"

Sword sword's hands around the chest and corners of the chest and corners: "..."

"Unknown, what is the relationship between little ice girl?"

"The relationship between the chest, don't you think it's upset to see her big breasts?"

Feng Lianwu looked at her flat chest, and looked at the proud breasts of ice chasing, like a chicken pecking rice and nodded fiercely, "Indeed, it's uncomfortable."

Frozen full black line, everyone: "..."
Chapter completed!
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