The slender and beautiful double retreated to both sides and spread out, and the jade-free color of grass completely caught my eye. Immediately afterwards, Youyouzida grasped the direction and slowly stretched to the sinking body of the sedan chair.


    Speaking of Lai, it is still the "confusion" caused by the problem of zero kilograms - although my holy robbery has indeed touched the extraordinary and dedicated position, and there is something so crazy about it that it dares to spread Lai, but there is really nothing "real"...


    It''s like...the ultimate air DIY.


    "Mu hungry~ hungry~ hungry river~ actinol~ close to the lair... actinol~ clam actinol~—"


    It is worthy of being a ghost - I carefully observed that a slight bitter look flashed across Youyouzi''s face, and it turned into a depressed and stoic expression like "I am adapting to the foreign object that is being troubled and persevering".


    I, blood, or something - the strange situation in "Bleach" doesn''t count. In short, spiritual excellence in the usual sense is indeed without "blood".


    However, under my meticulous observation, is the extremely slight "Lingli" overflow considered a "ghost prime blood" to some extent?


    After thinking about it, I pressed a clamp next to the armrest of the chair - so this seemingly ordinary tea seat, which is actually ordinary, has become a recliner.


    "Hehe, it turns out that''s even more uncle, and..."


    I turned my face and admired the beautiful clothes like Youyouzi''s scenery with a smile.


    "You can see it all clearly - Youyouzi''s mango looks like my whole baby."


    "Hehe~Arc~...If the place like this ~Xiaoliu is clearly seen, it will be really shy~..."


    So, it’s a bit regrettable that the ghost’s face is not blood-colored—I can’t see Youyouzi’s shy expression…


    Well, of course, judging from the Xingdonglai where Youyouzi took the lead, the so-called "shyness" is not completely non-existent.


    After a little together, we reached the retreat - basically, it was to make the joint between us less conspicuous. Then, Youyouzi swayed and shook the clothes that had taken off the carriage around the far side, and began to tilt up and down.


    "Antun~ Actinidia~ Actinidia~ The number Shendi is close to Lai~ Have you seen it? Hey, Hungry~ Antun~..."


    "An, I see it very clearly - I dare to think it, and I also know it very clearly..."


    By the way, it is really hard to describe the mango of actin-ghost with words. This is my first time in wading!


    There is no doubt that it is completely different from the experience of flesh and blood...


    Chapter 732: Youyouzi of Xixing Temple (continued)


    The mango in Xixing Temple Youyouzi is cold and thinks of reverse, and the leap-to-step is amazing - it is incomprehensible, how does Lingdi creatures produce moisture?


    Well, there was indeed a night of saliva when I received the murder. This problem... Forget it, let''s go deeper.


    The style of mixing is a squid and squid, serving my holy robbery in the country in a breath of air, and Youyouzi''s Ningbo Island should be of a relatively long type. Even if you are a quarrel, you can just go to the end.


    With the weightless body, I seemed to be able to dare to receive some kind of "mass" - "heavy" magic crack, and the ghost "Py" from her rice pot clock.


    The second-level courage, and the mistaken thing that seemed to be soaked in the strange rice.


    The most practical part of the girl Xing is spreading, and the slenderness of Youyouzi continues to Yundong. It seems that Lai Tong Chuqi is completely overreached.


    As the limbs shine white, the **** is busy rushing east because of the independence of the slut. The miraculous destiny of the deceased and the soul dares to continue to multiply.


    The inside of the demons became more and more greedy, as if there were countless small sales for sale, the fools were scattered by my sky cage, and the cold night and the meticulous dark demon made it struggle without li.


    With her glorious white clouds, the two doors guarding Mango opened and closed one by one at a very small scale, as if they were serenely stalking my holy robbery—this tiny detail was extremely clear from my perspective.


    I''m asking you to be a sensation...