From the Bird

Two spooky white-faced cormorants came out from behind the grass. A tall and thin man with arms on his arms,

The man had a naked upper body and wrapped his eyes in a red cloth.

"Man! Man, hurry up and give us a good time. When you arrive at Yincaodifu, we thank you for your great grace."

The bean-sized sweat beads fell to the floor, screaming in his mouth.

The executioner pulled open the red cloth on his face, but when he saw that man's face was blue and purple, the face twisted by fear was exactly like Li Yan!

"Kill!"

Li Yan blew cool air from behind his neck. Before he had any action, the soap-sugar executioner sprayed a sip of silvery liquor on the blade, the ghost's head slashed, and the red light burst instantly.

The head fell to the ground.

"puff!"

It was dark before Li Yan's eyes, and it seemed that a steel knife was really coming face to face, and his eyes, nose, and nose blew together, which was described as terrible.

There is one more item clearly in his status bar: "Smelly lungs (chopped)"

Smelly lung, one of the three souls and seven souls.

A pot of loess covered the overflowing blood. The executioner took the towel from the washbasin, wiped the ghost-headed knife at random, and raised his chin. A look at the cloth turned out to be Li Yan!

"Please watch for walking adults!"

"Three souls and seven souls are cut off, and you will be forced to die."

"Please leave the suppression area as soon as possible."

Bunny ...

Li Yan coughed up two big mouthbles, and Venus was in front of her.

The woman saw the opportunity. Two dwarfed bodies rushed in front of Li Yan, and a knife with a crimson flame pierced Li Yan's eyes.

The heat wave was pressing. Li Yan couldn't see clearly, seized the wind ring dragon sword and split it out. The woman's waist twisted and she avoided the ring dragon lightly, and her orange fist banged on Li Yan's chest.

Li Yan hardly received this note, the ring dragon sword moved forward, and after driving the woman back, he rushed to the grass shed.

"Be beautiful!"

Two flames surged behind the woman's waist and rushed towards Li Yan!

"Kill!"

Woe doesn't come alone, the soap-sucket executioner in the grass shed a roar, and the knife will fall again!

Cut the thief.

"thump"

Li Yan rushed towards the grass shed and fell to the ground kneeling like a force.

The woman was ecstatic, and her expression was almost dysfunctional.

First suffered by "smelling the stinky lungs", then by his fists mixed with the energy of the flame, and finally by "slicing the thief", a feather inheritance that can only stand the ghost.

The intense red flame rolled into a ball, and the woman was less than one meter away from Li Yan's back. In my heart, "I won!"

Unfortunately, Li Yan came along all the way. Whether it was Zhang Mingyuan, Xu Tianci, or Lihua Zongmao later, Ben Duozhong won a truth.

Li Yan, the person who is best at showing weakness to the enemy, reversing life and death.

The hotness in Li Yan's eyes was revealed, and his waist was leaning back, bent into an exaggerated iron bridge, his arms raised, his right hand was touching his chest, and between the hands with a virtual grip, the golden light shone out.

Tiger head shot.

The woman watched a white-gold swallowing blade piercing herself, but her body ran directly into it.

The big gun broke through the heart, and passed through the back for more than half a meter.

The upside-down of life and death is such a drama.

Just as Yu Shu said, in terms of technology, Li Yan's career is professional.

Can be described as "excellent."

Li Yan's eyes tilted backwards from the upper body, and the woman's blood slid along the gun rod to her palm, which was hot like boiling water, and the fuming smoke came out of her wound.

It's really dangerous.

"You have inherited: Blood of the Fang · Phosphorus."

"Please watch for walking adults!"

"Three souls and seven souls are cut off, and you will be forced to die."

"Please get out of the crackdown as soon as possible."

Xiaolian with a white face kicked the third person out. The executioner waved the **** ghost knife in his hand.

Li Yan took a shot, turned and kicked out the big shot of the tiger's head, and at night, a platinum edge rushed to the grass to be astonished.

With a length of three meters, a large round head of a tiger with a round arc drawn straight into the grass, and then ...

Go through without hindrance.

Li Yan's eyes were covered with red silk and swollen green tendons. With a dragon sword hem in his hand, he rushed into the **** barnyard in three steps and two steps!

"Kill!"

It was so loud.

Li Yan Lianjian led people through the Caotai and the executioner, as if through water waves, but could not spread even a little ripple.

The third head had already landed.

Li Yanru was struck by lightning and planted his head on the ground. He rolled forward two times, pulled out his big gun with one hand, and rushed forward without turning his head.

Behind him, the word "open cut" that spurs the soul is accompanied.

Li Yan almost dragged his body and ran, one corner off the vegetable market entrance, and immediately planted on a wooden railing on the side of the road, his fingers squeezed the handrail, a large drop of blood dripping on the wood, on the ground.

He rolled over himself, sitting on the ground with his buttocks, and his lungs were full of hot blood. His head seemed to be continuously hit by a hammer, and the waves of tsunami-like pain came one after another.

It took a while before he raised his finger and tore a piece of rune paper.

The refreshing meaning of the nectar was slowly flowing between the five internal organs and the six internal organs. Li Yan's "thief", "stinky lungs", and "decontamination" were cut off. Even if he left the range of Caishikou magical court, these three states were still .

You need to end the Yan Fu event before you can spend points to eliminate it.

But Li Yan's eyes were faintly excited.

"You found Yan Fu's secret."

...

Wangfujing, Donglaishun.

Donglaishun was built in the twenty-ninth year of Guangxu. It has a long-established halal reputation and exquisite knife skills. Diners can see the texture of the plate through the sliced ​​lamb.

Cha Xiaodao was sitting on the ground, panting heavily. As soon as I turned my hand, the magic of the kitchen knife in my hand generally disappeared.

He looked at the body that had fallen to the ground, and it took a long time to stand up with his teeth grinning. He held a cigarette and muttered:

"Setting the location here also saved me trouble."

With that said, he walked into the hotel's not-so-large Huangyanmen.

"About six days left, Yandu Eight Buildings, Eight Great Residences, Four Great Shuns, Southern and Northern Seasons, Live a Life of Four ~"

Fanzhuang looked dark, but there was a bright light inside. Before he entered, Zha Xiaodao was stopped by a red-faced little mule.

"This man, we are fully booked, you have more to do."

Cha Xiaodao glanced at the empty tables and chairs, but did not speak.

Look at the columns on the table, all of them are clay sculptures, even one has half of the palms missing, most of the gold paint is off, and there are colored chalk graffiti on the back, which seems to say "Wang Xiaoming is a puppy" if.

"The treasurer."

Cha Xiaodao bowed inward.

"We don't eat, we learn art."

...

North of Chongwen Gate, east of the grinding plant.

The second elder brother.

This is a centuries-old bookstore. The earliest four books and five classics were engraved and the novel was sung. Some patriotic publications are also engraved.

There are several tables outside the white stone archway, the celadon teapot covers the bowl, and a black and white newspaper is pressed below.

"Struggle for sovereignty outside the country, get rid of the national thief, fight for death, and return to Qingdao."

The man sniffed and said with a smile on his face to the old man dressed up in the Qing Dynasty.

"Old man, you can do it, please give me a bowl of wine."

The old man gave him a vain look, and it took a long time for the people to understand it. The man didn't understand. He knew that the house was a little doorway, but he didn't care. He turned to look at the desperate fat man across the table.

A black **** stands on the table.

The man took out a glass bottle with the words "Shuanghesheng Five-Star Beer" and stared at the fat man and asked, "Want to think about it? If you vote, you will die."

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