Great World of Magic Cube

"A Cheng, I killed the generals of the executive department. It should not die, it should be..." Ya night’s voice shook at Ito’s voice and said, “Is the general of the executive department so bad? I have seen all his actions. Clearly, such an attack... laughs at the dead!"

"I played so happy for the first time. I don't think it is such a happy thing to beat people. Really... really... very excited..."

"I... is it really awful..." When it came to this, the shaking sound of the Asian night clearly brought a cry.

"You, crying..." Ioto went to the side of Asia Night and asked.

"Yes." Asia night admitted, and the crying became more apparent. Then I continued to cry. "I really heard, let me go, let me go, but I didn't stop. The bones of this person were discounted by me, and I was seriously injured. I have already won. Negative, I still haven't stopped. And this stick is also calling not to hit its owner again, and the sound of the longan power that I lurk on my own body..."

"Whoever said that only the power of the world is yours! I feel like the other person is like a beggar, just thinking about stepping on it and killing it! How can I do this! What to do, that person really Is it dead? What should I do?"

The more you say the tone of the night after Asia, the more hysterical.

Ito Sat took a long stick from the hands of A-night, and smashed the field in the gaze of the Asian night, and the sound of the sorrowful field unconsciously issued the sound of "amount~ amount~".

"I haven't died yet." Ito Cheng said that the stick was thrown aside, and Ya Ya recovered directly from that mistake, and looked at Ito Cheng with surprise.

"You fight for the first time?" Ito Cheng looked at the Asian night and asked

"Yeah, it seems to be." Asia night replied subconsciously.

"If this is the case, I will give you some guidance." Ito Cheng reached out and patted the head of the Asian night. "The fight is a battle. Since the fight is over, the opponent will be knocked down. Otherwise, it will only be your own." You don't look like you are like him."

It was said that Ito Satoshi’s eyes fell on the field, and the ugly look of the uninformed form was transformed into the night of her own in the mind of the Asian Night, followed by an unconscious sly, facing Ito Shake his head.

"So in the future, fight only to start, don't be afraid and don't hesitate until you completely knock down the other side. As long as you have any hesitation, you may become what he is today. This is the most basic rule. Don't forget Ahya. night."

"Well! I know Acheng!" Asian night is a firm road, and at the same time, the bottom of my heart, never become like that!

A woman who cares about her beauty is a **** that cannot be shaken...

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"This time your character is very bad, jujube." When the real night at the entrance to the stairwell was sighing about the way Ishii’s education was done, a hoarse voice accompanied the smog of the monks in the vicinity of the night.

"Beyond the truth, I didn't expect you to come." After seeing the people in the night, I hid my face in the collar of the clothes and said it.

"Haha, don't talk to your father like this. Anyway, I am still your father. I know that I am most afraid of being a child crying in the world, and I am your father..." On the circumference of the Hong Kong towel, I was stuffed into a suit.

"If you are telling the truth, I am very happy." The night laughed and laughed.

"I just said it, I am only half your father." The text seven still does not know the convergence continues to ridicule the night.

"You are not enough, lie king!" Really no help, but had to open the mouth to stop the road "Seven, this is the battle between the executive department and the soft sword department, what are you doing here, is it a light dog to deal with us? I Let me tell you, you can never shoot the two."

"Hahahaha, it’s a good character. It’s a woman who is awkward." The article seven took a cigarette from the cigarette case and took it to the eyes of the real night road. The night still didn’t stop, it’s here. The meaning of the opening of the game is seven, "Wait! You pay attention, just now you can hear a lot of people downstairs, meeting... It seems that the battle downstairs is over, they started to evacuate."

After listening to the words of Wen Qi, I was shocked by the true night that kept my expression calm, and my eyes narrowed.

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"So don't cry at night." On the platform of the building, Ito became the side of the night, and wiped away the tears of the night, and comforted.

"Well." It was just that the Asian night that had just released the psychological pressure, there was so fast to accept the lacrimal gland, and the tears continued to flow down. However, I saw the face of Ito Cheng, who was close at hand, and Ya night suddenly kissed the lips of Ito.

Once again, Itan experienced the soft touch of Ito’s cost and then retired, but forgot that he was lying on the ground, and immediately fell down on the ground, and the Asian Night’s pursuit continued to kiss, which created a classic Picture.

Ito’s hands squatted behind her, her body reclined slightly, and her legs crossed on Ito’s body. Her body leaned forward and kissed the lips of Ito’s mouth. The figures of the two were directly illuminated by the neon signs next to them. A changing color.

"Asian Night, Acheng!" In the thought of Ito, I was thinking about holding the Asian night to remember the wet kiss or just retreating. The real night came out from the door and shouted.

"Hey, my sister." A night screamed, her face quickly blushing, and Ito Sat didn't have to tangled at this time, and stood up.

"The look downstairs is very strange. I am very worried about Gao Liu and a few of them." The real night said quickly, taking the lead and walking downstairs, "Go!"

When the three men returned to the floor where the bowling room was located, they saw a tall man with a tight leather coat wrapped around his body and a block of muscles clearly presented from the tights. On the ground next to it, Gao Liuyaxiao and foreigner Bob, who were injured and comatose, Feng Zongyilang is fighting with a tall man...

It’s just that the situation of Ichiro Ichiro is very bleak, and it’s almost being used as a sandbag. Especially when the three appeared, the tall man had a dragon-shaped qigong forged a true biography--Shuanglongyan Liezhang defeated Fengzong Ichiro to the ground.

"How come you can..." Ichiro Ichiro, who fell to the ground, asked unwillingly.

"This technique is originally the secret of Gao Liu's family. Your forging is only for the fur that people stole. You know now, two people who steal my school's boxing method, one is jujube - cautious, one is you I will not forgive you both of you." The tall man, Gao Liuguang’s family member, Gao Liuguang, said with a blank expression.

"I still want to continue until a few nights." After Gao Liuguangchen handled Fengzong Ichiro, he went to the real night after seeing him and looked sad. "A country can only have one king, and martial arts is the same. There are other genres that are just one of the Gaoliujia's assignments. You still have to return to Gaoliujia, don't be doing unnecessary rebellion."

Gao Liu Guangchen said that he came to the front of the night, and could not help but say that the night jacket would be opened, so that the milk room would jump out and be exposed to the air. It’s just that the night is actually letting him do it, not to resist.

"Well?" Gao Liu Guangchen found that the **** clothes in the night did not have the scars of imagination. Some doubts made a sound, but they did not stop. They put their heads into the ears of the real night and kissed the brilliance of the real night. Skin, whispered, "It’s not too late, come back to me, just like the night before."

"Time will not go backwards, Guangchen." The night’s stunned expression said abruptly, "I can't forgive you for knocking down all my companions and killing my brother!"

When I heard that my brother’s murder was actually Gao Liuguangchen, the Asian night on the side was a glimpse of the look, and the eyelids almost changed into a longan, but before the change began, it was reached by Yasuo. The night hand was stopped.

"It’s Guangchen you who wants to go back to the place. I can’t accept you.” The tears of the real night flowed uncontrollably and filled with the beautiful face of dust.

Looking at the game that is about to turn the battle drama into a romance drama, and also uncomfortable with the two people who are uncomfortable, Ito Cheng came out and said.

"Sorry to bother, although I really want to bear it, but I can't accept a certain sentence from you. What is the name of Zaojia and other genres is just one of the assignments of Gao Liujia, this seems to be a bit too big, I really don't know where you came from, to deny the inheritance of other genres, is it just because you are wearing a kimono?"

Ito Satoshi said to the tall man, Liu Guangchen, who is holding the real night. Although knowing that this is the inheritance of the two worlds, it denies the origin of a martial art, and it is still denied by a Japanese. As a soul, the Chinese people’s true heart, Ito Cheng, can’t stand it. Even if Gao Liuguangchen gave him a strong sense of oppression, Ito Cheng also decided to stand up and play one game, not for the other, just for the heart to be the pride of the Chinese military.

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