Chapter 3829： Private property (1/2)
”Oh shit……”
”This dog...”
”Grass!”
”I vomited!”
”Sure enough... I really didn't feel good about it!”
”Kortoise son, what's the matter...”
”Disciples, ignore them...”
”A group of sand sculptures, let them play by themselves!”
”For such a sand sculpture, just ignore it!”
”Really, I just vomited...”
”Grass!”
”Is the moral kidnapping kidnapped to my apprentice?”
”what……”
”I knew this dog was not at ease...”
”Why don't you say that you have escaped with a few semi-artifacts and come out of the town?”
”Some people don't even count as chicken feathers...”
”Hold the chicken feather as the arrow...”
”damn thing!”
”With some power in my hands, I don't know what my last name is...”
All kinds of clamors followed up, gnashing his teeth, and gathered in full.
Not much else to say, this posture was shown, and the sense of sand sculpture gradually strengthened...
Good guy...
Can this still be fun like this?
Ah?
I'm too lazy to point fingers at Huai. Isn't this the equivalent of pointing at your nose crazy swearing?
And you seem to be unable to repay the abuse?
One heart, full silence.
The face of Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, turned black to the bottom of the pot...
Of course, today, his face will change to this state from time to time.
It can only be said that there are too many complaints, so I can't grasp it for a while.
Fools can tell that the uncle's cursing is aimed at him, but Ouyang Tui still has to keep smiling.
too difficult.
A heart, full of restlessness.
It's still like this.
”Fang Fan...”
”Don't stress.”
”Just ignore him.”
”Ethical kidnapping or something, don't care.”
”I will **** you away!”
”This Destroyer Cannon is your private property, and no one else is qualified to take it away!”
Xue Wanren, deputy chief of Guangming Academy, gradually became firmer.
You must hold onto this idea in your heart absolutely... There must be no deviation in the slightest!
Thoughts, take control!
”fine.”
”Since someone wants to play, just play.”
”Ah……”
Fang Fan sneered, then looked directly at Ouyang Disciple.
Now they all seem to be smiling on the surface, as if the relationship is okay.
In fact, all in this secret place are killing each other.
”I can give this huge cannon.”
”But the premise is that you can control this cannon...”
”You must also be able to afford this giant cannon, and be able to afford this giant cannon...”
”Otherwise, isn't this just scrap metal?”
Fang Fan shrugged and said calmly.
”Hahaha……”
”Don't worry about this!”
”no problem!”
”It doesn't matter!”
”What the **** is going on!”
”Little friend Fang Fan has the responsibility and responsibility. It would be great if he was willing to donate the giant cannon!”
”I have the most elite artillery here!”
”Go up! Give a demonstration to Fang Fan!”
”Hahaha……”
”Otherwise, he might not be so relieved of us!”
Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, smiled with joy.