Chapter 579: (1/2)

”His Royal Highness!

”Don't worry, she can solve it, if she really asks for a 7IL

Discouraged. ”You are really red

It's chaos, and I haven't seen Yana's shares as anxious as you. ”

Respect the 27th Generation Orangutan

Your Honor, Red Queen, don’t wait for the elders

Hey card! Don't always hide like a tortoise with a shrunken head, my respected second will put on a crown for you and be sent to the grave!

The nuclear provocation did not change Bai Ji's complexion.

Zi Chu's learner opened his wings, fluttered his wings with the powerful vampire ghost wings, and kept his distance from Wei Wei. He held a giant sickle in one hand and drew out a black long in the other. Qifang and Bai Ji drew a distance from him and swooped over. This time Bai Ji no longer dodges, and welcomes ”You can't escape!”

Connect up.

Xiangchuang’s offense, at the same time, is dark and gray

Chuang slashed towards the soul body behind Zi Ling.

”Kang Dang!” The giant sickle barely blocked Jia. 42i. Zi Ling stared at it blankly.

The sword flicked in, ”Ha! Extremely stupid! You are really ”nian ii”

And fade away in howls and screams,

The dark tattered sword flicked across,

In the cloak of [Deep Mist Ghost], accompanied by the headless body: the wind blows up fiercely, and the giant sickle falls suddenly.

”Crack!” A momentary confrontation (the two passed by:

Smashed like a broken kite

After the Qishicheng curse, a quick and effective blow, accompanied by the incomplete soul drifting into the sickle head, the scene fell into silence.

,., literary history

Yana, the elders’ club and others did not show their surprise for a short while. They only stood there, and they didn’t even see Bai Ji’s movements. They didn’t accept this fact until the round head fell.

. Or sincerely respect, or see the wind at the rudder, shouts one after another,

Originally, Ziling’s diehard loyal party was ashamed,

”Your Majesty Bai Ji is mighty!” Or Episode Eight

I opened my mouth and didn’t know that the self-sealed n-body-like existence was not something that these tiny ants could disobey, this world

No matter what emotions you have, there is no small group of ethnic culture in the air. This is a universal iron law that respects the strong, Zong Wenqiang's white hair is pressed against Huangkong and the force is so powerful that they look the same.

The dust is beyond reach, and the blood is strong, enough

For ordinary people who don’t ask about state affairs, this newly appointed woman

We also bring a flourishing age, which is enough.