Life Going Wild With Plug-ins

In the middle of the moon, Qianjiang Hanxue has no roots, and Xiaose's north wind is full of killing gas.

The high wall is dozens of feet away from us, and the situation is not optimistic. Suddenly, Ye Supper left his teeth and galloped towards the wall garden.

The second master waved his hand gently, and countless dark arrows came around from the sky.

Supper was forced to come back a few feet by Jian Yu, holding me to hide, but managed to protect me, and a figure came to him when he was about to hit, covering most of him.

Supper air: "What do you do out of the night !!"

Yelan hand could not be shot down as fast as possible, and a large feather blade was pierced deeply and deeply, and the blood flow was hidden in the night and could not see anything.

When he was drunk, he went back blankly and said, "Ah ... sorry, I just came out without thinking much ..."

The second master is so tightly guarded, afraid that he was well prepared, and today he cannot walk away.

I reluctantly, "Master Two ... you ... let them go. I want to tell you what you want ..."

I was wondering how to say a few words for a few moments, and it wouldn't be worse than it is now.

Second Master sneered: "Where are you confident to talk to me about the conditions?"

Supper knew that the battle was inevitable, and whispered, "Yalan, you are faster than me. Take the boss first, and I will hold them."

I knew he wanted to break the net and didn't speak, Ye Lan asked blankly, "What?"

Supper frowned, "Don't be stupid with me at this festival."

Ye Lan thought for a while and shook his head: "I won't go."

Supper said angrily, "What I say is what, you so much nonsense."

"It's not like this, it wasn't like this before ..." Ye Lang shook his head again and again, and his eyes rose with sulky gas. "You cried and begged me to save you, I tried my best, I really tried my best ... but I can't beat them Can't save you ... "

"... Damn this fool, I'm sick again." Supper gritted his teeth and drew a hand on his head, and slammed hard. "Wake up, **** up, and take me to the master."

Ye Lang looked clearer, and flatly refused: "I don't. I want to protect you, I don't want to protect him."

Suppression of supper: "Do you know if he is our master, we must protect him thoroughly when we die."

Ye Lang firmly said: "I know very well, I can do it myself, the master can't protect it ... but you have to live." He lowered his voice and said to himself, "I have worked very hard, this time I will never let you go again. "

It was enough for the second master to watch the show coldly, and a command was given gently. The surrounding guards did not give these two people a chance to argue, and they had already raised up the knife.

I struggled to open the supper and drank: "Zhong Zixi asked me if something happened, I will never hurt my life, you flee yourself. Don't rush."

Penalties are used anyway, and as long as they survive this period, they can always be remedied in the future.

It is not necessary to escape today.

Master Er was amused: "Oh? Are you going to try and I dare not kill you?" He drew a short bow, eased his knuckles, and hurled an arrow, already crossing his left shoulder.

Let me slam and fall back to the ground.

Yelang was dragging his arm for the supper to run away. The supper was frightened and threw a short sword and shouted, "Don't stop! We don't resist! Don't hurt my boss!"

Supper threw a hidden weapon on his body and knelt on the ground to become a captive. The dark guard next to him stepped forward and tied him, but Yelang blocked him in front of him and repulsed him relentlessly.

The second master shot another arrow at me, staring at Yelan with a playful smile.

Supper lately stopped: "Yanlan! Don't hit it! Obedience!"

Ye Lan suddenly turned around and asked, "Are you as long as your boss is dead, you don't need to protect him?"

I was a little stunned in my heart.

No one had the time to react, Ye Lan's figure had jumped up, and those unwavering clear eyes fell suddenly in my sight, staring at me calmly, without any hesitation.

On the chest is the unique chill of cold weapons.