Nan Chan

The hurricane is snowy, the night is gray, and the snow scorpion is poured into the neckline, and the bones of the sky are rubbed.

How can it hurt so much?

The sky is tightening the fingers, and the pure flesh on the back is blurred. He snorted and climbed up, pulling over Lin's face, and the **** thumb continually rubbed the cheeks of Jinglin. Just now, Lin Lin was shaking, but now that only he is shaking, he realizes that sometimes people can't control the trembling.

The teeth of the sky are biting, and they hate red eyes. He should be happy, swallow the flesh and blood into the stomach, but he did not know why, at this moment he only wanted to bite the throat of the drunken mountain.

The wand fell back to the owner's hand, and the drunken mountain smashed out early, revealing a head with a green skin. He used to describe the dryness, but at the moment he showed the youth. The drunken mountain is holding a stick close, and the laughter is hidden. The snow was drenched on his rags, and the brown tea was old and white, and it seemed to be stolen from him.

"You are a chaotic fish that is open, even if you go astray at this moment, there is still a way to return to your path. This person is weird, it is not surprising to use some evil words to confuse your heart." Drunk Mountain Station, "waiting I have a knot and I have your own way of life."

He described it as a change, and even "old" is not called. The eyes were still turbid, and they were incompatible with his face at this time. His drunkenness is also missing, as if the genius is an illusion, and now is the drunk mountain.

The drunken mountain squats the repair of the sky as a chest. If the net lining still has a place where he is willing to hang, then the sky is not worth mentioning. He can wipe the koi clean only by moving his fingers. . But he does not think that he is a smother, so he refuses to kill the scorpion.

The sky did not answer, and the drunken mountain saw that he had no regrets, and he could not help but ask him to let him go. The sky is like a wolf, and the strong and long-lasting body is like a flying blade.

Drunk Mountain replied: "Not self-reliant!"

The sky broke through the snow barrier and caught the left shoulder of the drunk mountain. The drunken mountain is set like a meteorite, the shoulders are shrunk, and the hands are back. The five fingers of the sky are tight, and the move is not retreating. All of them rely on brute force to retreat to the drunk mountain. Drunken Hawthorn, how could he actually play such a slap in the face, completely disregarding his life, and immediately evaded.

The snow shattered and the ground was swayed with fine mist. The drunken mountain snoring between the arms is endless, he can't see such a desperate entanglement, but unexpectedly encountered such a tricky thing today! He refused to kill people, so let it be allowed. The shoulders and neck of the sky are now squashed, and the drunken mountain fists are only indestructible and difficult to penetrate.

After drunken foothills, he stabilized his figure and slammed his body and slammed into one knee. The sky and the arm resisted, and the internal organs were still shaken, and the whole body was sore. The blood of Jinglin is between the teeth, and the fire in the sky is getting more and more fierce, and some are not dead.

Fuck!

The sky has tasted its own blood taste. He is not loose between his teeth. He suddenly hits the head of the drunken mountain. It is the drunk mountain that has never seen such a rogue move! Immediately with a flower in one eye, it was plunged into the snow. Cangwu punched his cheeks on the cheek side of the drunken mountain, holding his neck and dying. The drunken mountain's legs were lifted decisively, and the knees were hit **** the back of the sky. The sky is like being crushed under the shackles, but it is not willing to let go.

Drunken mountains and wheezing difficulties, a palm shot. The magic wand turned and flew away, and the sky swept down his palms. The whole portrait was like a hungry wolf. The falling wand fell to the ground, and the drunken mountain face gradually became blue.

"Back... Go back... shore." The drunken mountain screamed, "Otherwise I..."

The sky was so short of breath, he tightened his fingers.

The drunken mountain licks his fingers in the snow and draws a curse in a mess. The frost and snow stagnate, followed by the clouds over the head, and when it fell, it fell to an inverted Xianshan. The volcanic winds of the sacred mountains rushed into the sky and burst into a giant shadow in the air. But it is already late, and the drunken mountain sees the giant shadow coming, but the pain is leaking between the arms. He snorted, and the place that was torn open was aura, and he rushed to the sky without control.

The drunken mountain stalked the aura without the demon, and for a time it was chilling, and the spirits of the sea continued to overflow. He shook his body off and clamped himself, killing his heart.

This demon! Don't stay, his day will be a disaster!

The water in the division division splashed, and the **** of the temple between the temples screamed: "Drunken mountains, and live!"

The giant shadow 捶 boxing broke the enchantment of this town, and the light was broken. The ensuing was that the houses collapsed and the market collapsed. Regardless of the shemale, they are all squirrels. The illusory pseudo-phase of the drunken mountains can cover the sky, and it is only a moment that the town will not be destroyed.

The white shadow appeared in the air, single and one hand, this person has a long hair, and the robe flutters, and the single film only meets the pseudo-phase of the drunk mountain. The giant fist was attached to his palm, and it was turned into a broken light.

Hui blinked and covered his eyes, and Shen Sheng said: "Drunken mountains, you have to hurt people."

But see the drunk mountain lie in the snow, one arm bleeding.

"You have stopped me from doing good things!" The drunken mountain **** headed into the snow, and slammed it a few times. He said: "I have neglected my mind and looked away!"

Hui fell on his side and asked for help. The drunken mountain slaps the hand and smashes through the clothes of the scorpion, and violently jumps like a thunder: "Fast chase! This child can't stay! You and I are alive and kicking, just tonight!"

Hui Lulu's nose under the white scorpion straight, he raised his hand in front of his eyes, white slick and slipped, opened a pair of sharp eagle.

The sky slammed into the courtyard door, and the door was not supported. He took the net Lin and rolled in, lying in the snow and breathing. The aura that was eaten was not as good as he expected. It was not as sweet and gentle as Jinglin, but it was cold and biting.

The sky finally felt cold. He touched the back of the net, and the blood had already condensed into hail. He bowed down to the collar of the net, and pulled the man into his arms.

"Net Lin." Cang Yu shouted, "Net Lin."

Net Lin’s eyebrows were dead, and the sky dragged him and moved to the corner. The aura of the drunken mountains in the body is still in chaos, and the waves of the hands and feet are shaking. He paid for the cleanliness of the cheeks. The cool and cool sweetness turned into a hot spring, and the gentle warmth from the throat of the sky was so hot that he shivered and calmed down, gradually pressing down the drunken mountain. However, the sky is invisible, and the fish phase in his spirit sea has changed. The shape is slightly different from before, but it is not obvious.

When the sky recovers some strength, it must immediately find a place to stay. He knows that the drunken mountains will not let them go easily, and the place here will also conduct inspections.

Looking at the sky, it is a simple and narrow courtyard. He used his feet to close the door of the hospital, but he did not stop here. Instead, he picked up the net Lin and turned it over to the roof, and went to the darker dark alley with the night. He fell silently into the low lane and went straight into the wall.

A short door was fastened, and the sky listened. When no one was seen, gravity hit it. The heat of the inner chamber is like a wave, and it is cold and cold. He arrived at the door and placed the net Lin on the bed in the hustle and bustle.

The house is small and the dressing is full. The makeup mirror is wiped clean, and the thin gauze spilled in the cabinet is mostly gaudy. The small stove is still warm and warm.

The sky lie down on the net Lin, and it looks white on the lips. He rubbed his fingers a few times, the face gradually overflowed with fierce color, and the rubbing was also strong. After rubbing some ruddy, he stopped his hand and took the net Lin to avoid the wound and hugged it into his chest.

He held the net Lin like this, as if he could make the net Lin warm back and wake up.

The calyx was wrapped in tight velvet, stumbled to the door and wanted to do a little rest. She was still stained, and the wine was soaring, and her heart became dirty, and she was almost sick to vomit. But who knows that she is relying on one, and one person pours it down.

"Which dog stole the aging mother on the 1st..." She climbed up and held the dressing table, and continued to squat, but stopped abruptly, saying, "... □ □ 1 still sleeping in the aging mother The bed."

The flower buds turned their heads and shouted: "Catch the thief!"

The voice came out, and the sky had already caught her mouth with a quick eye, and closed the door with one foot and pulled the woman back. Struggling like a flower, I feel that my arms are stunned, and then I will see the king again.

The sky whispered: "A discussion! The money is good to say, how about staying for a few days."

Hua Yan earned an opening: "The words are good! Do you hide the enemy? Ah, if someone cuts in front of the old lady, who should I cry?!"

The arm of the sky was loose, and finally the flower buds landed. The flower buds climbed to the other side, tightening the scorpion and quickly receding, feeling the neck and breathing.

The lower part of the sky, the fierceness in the eyes is not left, but there is only a trace of embarrassment and embarrassment, lining this face is a fledgling young lang.

His eyes were earnest and hesitant: "Sister, can't you give a living?"

The flower buds are not easy to fool, and they don't loosen their mouths: "Hey brother, you are also a woman who is a woman, and the next three slogans are mixed with food. It doesn't make sense for me. Isn't it?" She leaned back, "turn right outside the door." A few steps, the ready-made inn is where you live."

The lines of the sky are slow, and the eyebrows are pressed into a distressing worry. He clicked on the bed, and it was difficult for him to spit out a little bit around the tip of his tongue: "Save the life."

If he said some rhetoric, the flower must not believe, but he seems to have difficulty but not the kind of compassionate, but it really makes the flower move the heart of compassion. It’s not that there is no child at this age, but as she said, the woman who eats in the next three-door slogan, who dares to have a child to collect debts? I don’t know which one is.

The sky was clear at a glance, and even the details of the young man's shackles were vividly imitated. Because of this face, it seemed neither contradictory nor eccentric.

The flower stalked a little, still sitting still, but looked at the bed: "Brothers?"

The sky looks stunned and there is hardship. The flower buds have a lot of knowledge, and now I raise my eyebrows slightly. I can't say anything, "Is there anything that can't be said, isn't it a broken sleeve? Going up to the dark, this is a lot of things, and each person is dressed like a dog." "She inserted | back to the scorpion, quite artificially squatting up, "I was driven out of the door?"

The sky does not know what the "broken sleeves" are, but he is used to pretending to be arrogant, so he does not show up on the face, only the dagger responds.

When I saw it, I was stunned and discolored. "How can it be so bloody?" She said that she would not be able to make a fuss, and she said, "The injury is so heavy, don't ask the doctor to die!"

The chest was smashed and the eyebrows were screwed up.