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Chapter 295 It turns out like this

"Well, the image was not expected. Now she found the image when she was moving the body."

Chen Xiaodu was so excited that he was so excited by Luo Jun's eyes. He was as regular as ever, with no expression on his face, and he looked like a piece of charcoal that no one thought of.

"What's the matter with this empty thing? I've tested such a corpse in heaven, and I've also changed it. When I encountered this situation, there was no record in ancient books. This world is like a strange thing, and I die to the sun, and my tattoo can only appear."

Luo Luzhu's voice was hoarse, and Dingzhen's mind was terrified. Luo Luzhu, why are you happy?

"The earth is so beautiful that people can draw people's eyes." Chen Xiaomu said tone and Jingzhi's look more, "You are the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who

"You...you draw pictures?" Luo Junzhu's face collapsed. He had never seen such a child who deserved to be beaten up. "What are you doing for painting this? No, it doesn't look like drawing pictures more, it's easier to tattoo."

"This is not difficult. I hope Yan Xin, a complete examination of tattoos on the body of a painting-shaped person during the exhibition. Luo Jun, do you want to try it?"

Yuexiang said something, and Chen Xiao said it even more smoothly. Although he followed this sutra, he was still sixteen years old and was almost joking with others. He was even more joking.

But this joke is more like the wrong way to use the wrong side. If someone else is more, he will wave his hand and say "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

"Well, Yan Xin, have you got the shape? I'm going to paint the real thing."

Luo Luxue rolled up his sleeves, revealing half of his snow-white round eyes and arms.

Chen Xiao disliked Kishi-ichi's white arm. Facing the stinky corpse, he could smell the smell of Jiha's eyes from Luo Junzhu's arm.

A small wooden stick was used to dip a small wooden stick in Yan's new type of Luo Zi's eye and paint a small insect on his arm.

When the little bugs were dry, Dingzhan heard Luo Jun's eyes exclaimed.

After checking the photo, this picture just now was drawn, and it really looked like the old tattoo of Chen's mansion.

"The eyes are even more magical, and the world is like a magical step in the world."

He also decided to learn from his childhood son, but he looked down on Gao Xingzhi like a foolish boy from the village head.

Show this? Magical?

What kind of herbs were used to crush the stone path and put them out. Yue Libushi used the shape of the face to smear. At the beginning of the night, he pretended to be a ghost to scare them. He has always discovered another use of this shattering medicine. Yu Geng and the other three used this shattering to draw on their own. The left and the white tiger on their right? He also had to draw a Guan Yunchang on his back. His paintings are not like the moon? The green dragon or the green insects, so the young master did not let him draw? The earth-step painting of his eye painting stopped the section of the worms, which made him even more like the insects? You really painted the strange bird and the sky looked like the eyes.

He also wanted to take the remaining medicinal juice and gave it to Luo Jie: "Now she has been using her eyes by the little slaughter? You can use these to draw them, but now she is cold, and this is useless. If it is even more Xia, you are tight? You are talking on the body of the body. You can still earn some protection fees if you don't want to."

"Go out, get out!" Before Luo Jie's thanks, the cold voice of Chen Po's young master sounded in his ears, and Yu Geng made his decision to get out of the mortar room as he wished.

Take a breath of fresh eyes and keep breathing? It feels so comfortable.

"Luo Corps, do you expect to know how familiar this is called bird's eye pattern?" Chen Xiao asked.

"Is this called a bird?" Since he found that the corpse had appeared in the sky, he really had a tattoo.                                                                                                                 �

Mr. Chen Po said that his ambition was not right, and he seemed to be a better bird. Where did he really come to this?

Where to go?

Suddenly, Luo Junzuo slapped his thigh? He felt it.

"In front of the five palaces? There have been several murders in the capital city, and even the victim's eyes are even more villains. The murderer is pretty arrogant, but he is more like a murderer. He is a strange bird with blood on the wall. The bird is exactly the same as the one with the painting of Chen Po.

When Luo Junzhu said this, he suddenly looked at Chen Xiao and said, "Young Master Chen Po, are you so big in front of the five palaces?"

Chen Xiao had a gloomy face: "Eleven years old."

"Eleven years old? Alas, that's not you." It sounded like Luo Junzu's resignation was a bit regretful.

Although Mr. Chen Po was able to draw strange birds, he was called eleven years old in front of the five palaces. No matter how big the child is, he cannot escape from the Internet cafe even if he makes a living due to the situation.

"But then again, where did you really get to see this pattern?" Luo Junzhu was puzzled. The case caused panic. In order to prevent the surnames from panic, this strange bird's eye pattern was witnessed by the witnesses at the scene of the film.

Even if I have seen others, I will not be idle and call the bird to the young master Shen Po.

"There is really a good example in the Dasheng Temple. Among the dead, the monks of the Dasheng Temple are from Dasheng Temple. The monks of the Dasheng Temple are from Dasheng Temple." Although the monks of the Dasheng Temple are not of the Shang-level level, they are not as good as those of the Dasheng Temple.

"In front of the five palaces, several murders occurred in the capital's large branch, and even the victim's eyes were even more villains. The murderer was pretty arrogant, but he was more murderous. He drew a strange bird on the wall with blood. The bird was called the bird and the young master Chen Po. This is exactly the same as the one you call."

When Luo Junzhu said this, he suddenly looked at Chen Xiao and said, "Young Master Chen Po, are you so big in front of the five palaces?"

Chen Xiao had a gloomy face: "Eleven years old."

"Eleven years old? Alas, that's not you." It sounded like Luo Junzu's resignation was a bit regretful.

Although Mr. Chen Po was able to draw strange birds, he was called eleven years old in front of the five palaces. No matter how big the child is, he cannot escape from the Internet cafe even if he makes a living due to the situation.

"But then again, where did you really get to see this pattern?" Luo Junzhu was puzzled. The case caused panic. In order to prevent the surnames from panic, this strange bird's eye pattern was witnessed by the witnesses at the scene of the film.

Even if I have seen others, I will not be idle and call the bird to the young master Shen Po.

"There is really a good example in the Dasheng Temple. Among the dead, the monks of the Dasheng Temple are from Dasheng Temple. The monks of the Dasheng Temple are from Dasheng Temple." Although the monks of the Dasheng Temple are not of the Shang-level level, they are not as good as those of the Dasheng Temple.

"But then again, where did you really get to see this pattern?" Luo Junzhu was puzzled. The case caused panic. In order to prevent the surnames from panic, this strange bird's eye pattern was witnessed by the witnesses at the scene of the film.

Even if I have seen others, I will not be idle and call the bird to the young master Shen Po.

"There is really a good example in the Dasheng Temple. Among the dead, the monks of the Dasheng Temple are from Dasheng Temple. The monks of the Dasheng Temple are from Dasheng Temple." Although the monks of the Dasheng Temple are not of the Shang-level level, they are not as good as those of the Dasheng Temple.
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