Nine Cents Refining

"哼", in the sky, a cold screaming.

Then there was a skinny palm out of thin air, and I took it to the dust.

Returning to the dust and stunned, the body burst into a white light, resisting the airborne bones, but the dust was put up before the two hands, and said: "No hungry predecessors, since the hungry predecessors are present, the South China war boat naturally allows Do not hungry for the seniors to check, there is no objection to dust."

The air bones were slightly vacant, and then a fan of the sound was returned to the dust.

Returning to the dust, the light is extinguished, but finally it is to stabilize the body shape, and the body has gone to the palm of the hand, and the body has a slight glimpse: "Thank you for not hunger for the seniors."

On the Qingyun battle boat, Xuanyuan Yaqin Yurong said in disappointment: "When it is over, it is actually a rat who is not hungry and is present. If he is not satisfied, we are afraid to go home."

Rats are not hungry?

Looking at the bones that disappeared in the air, I thought about the strange big mouse in the abyss, and Sun Hao couldn’t help but look at the small fire.

At this time, the small fire was also a nervous face, nervously watching the direction in which the bones disappeared, and the calf seemed to tremble.

Sun Hao’s heart is a slap in the face. It’s the big mouse that can’t be hungry.

Xuanyuan Yaqin quickly spread the common sense of the mainland to his disciples at this time: "The mainland has five top strengths. Each top strength has its true peak strength. What are the specifics? Even I know that they are not complete, but they are said to be The title is very interesting, with a word in the middle, and the mouse is not one of them..."

There is a word in the middle!

Sun Hao couldn’t help but think of the soul not drunk, the fish is not alone...

If it is as true as the ancestors of the Aqin, then it is impossible to be drunk and not alone.

However, let Sun Hao be more strange. The two palaces in the mainland. There is no one party that is suitable for the Hundred Souls. In other words, Wanshen Mountain is not in the ranks of the two palaces and three halls. Then, the soul is not drunk on the mainland, which power is represented?

There is also such a powerful sect of the Souls, why is there no two palaces and three halls?

These things are for a while, and Sun Hao does not want to understand, it is imperative. However, it is necessary to find a way to survive this difficult time.

If the dark blue is really the thief in the demon mountain pass, Sun Hao feels that he will not be too good to pass.

Sun Hao feels that the achievement of Dark Blue is, or else, a kitten, where come so many treasures.

Now it’s good, Sun Hao understands, co-author, those are stolen goods.

Just thinking about it, Sun Hao suddenly found out. While the small fire was staring at the front, the small claws were holding the small fan and kept swinging.

gosh. The small fan is a booty.

Didn't wait for Sun Hao to launch a sensation to let the small fire close the fan, and suddenly felt that the body was cold, feeling a pressure from his body swept away.

At the same time, there was a sound of "咦?" in the sky.

It seems to be amazed, and it seems to have been discovered.

Sun Hao’s heart was not good, and the small fire was a cold war.

In front of the battle boat, there was a ripple in the sky.

Then, a skinny old man, a chubby middle-aged female practitioner appeared out of thin air.

Going back to the dust, I dare not scorn, respectful and swearing: "The Southern Continent has returned to the dust and has never seen a hunger predecessor. See too many treasure fairies."

Sun Hao brows slightly wrinkled, the heart said, it really is him.

However, the old man who stood in front of the station was really in the abyss of the fire. He almost killed Sun Hao directly. The body is a strange mouse that can generate space in the body.

The old man did not change much. After he came out, he did not take care of the dust and gave him a ritual. Instead, he cast his gaze on the Qingyun battle boat.

I saw Sun Hao at a glance, saw the small fire on Sun Hao’s shoulder, and saw the Yangbao fan caught by the small fire.

The skinny old man does not hungry for a little.

Around him, the fat woman shouted and jumped up, and was preparing to scream at the Qingyun squad, saying that when she found something, she suddenly felt that she was in a quagmire and could not move.

I can’t understand it, I don’t want to look at the mouse.

However, he found that the mouse did not hungry and showed a fierce expression, blowing his beard and blinking his eyes, and looked at his doubtful goal.

Sun Hao’s face was a bitter smile.

The higher the cultivation, the more Sun Hao felt the horror and terrible of the big mouse.

This is the case in the world. Some things, the more you want to hide, the more you can hide.

Sun Hao hasn't had time to report the fire of the abyss and kicked his ass. Now, it is being stared by the big mouse.

The dusty man saw the rat's expression of not hunger, and looked straight into the eyes of Sun Haosun and Shen Xiang. He couldn’t help but suddenly said: "This son is Qingyunmen Sun Hao Sun Shenxiang, South The mainland’s fourth-ranked Jindan real person, you are not hungry, you see...”

I have no reason to go to the dust.

The mouse did not hungry and thin fingers pointed at Sun Hao with a disgusting voice. He said aloud: "The little things, and they met again, and you actually repeatedly offended the rat's ratwei, not only handing the paws to me, but actually still Faning me, I am angry..."

Fan fan? That means me.

The small fire scared a big jump, involuntarily, instinctively took a step back in Sun Hao's shoulder, and the small fan on the paw couldn't help but fanned out a few.

The rat is not hungry and angry, roaring: "You actually dare to fan..."

The fire was frightened, and the fear was revealed from the depths of the soul. Two small claws grabbed Sun Hao’s shoulders and shivered.

Sun Hao reached out and touched her little head in a timely manner, and whispered in her mouth: "Small fire, I am not afraid of him, and the fan will fan, he will be a mouse."

Sun Hao speaks.

The little fire suddenly felt that there was a backbone, and my heart was not so scared.

When I remembered the abyss of the fire, the big mouse was fierce, didn’t he still be able to treat himself?

Courage suddenly, the rat does not hungry, his mouth screams, and the small fire roars. At the same time, the small paws waved a few fans to the Yangbao fan.

The stock heat wave rushed out and rushed to the rat.

The rats did not hungry and sneered, and they pinched the heat wave that the small fire fan went out.

Small fire grabs the ear, slamming the mouse and not hunger to open the mouth is a swallow.

The mouse does not hungry in the eyes, flashing a fine light, the silk does not move, the mouth is suffocating, the small fire devours the reactive power.

Instead, the air can't talk, and the fat-faced woman who was shackled was repairing her face, revealing an expression of incredulity.

The small fire used the hand stunts, and there was no effect at all. I couldn’t help but shrink my neck and leaned against Sun Hao’s neck.

Sun Hao reached out and touched the head of the small fire.

The face smiled slightly, then said: "It's okay, small fire, he is just a paper mouse, he is not afraid of him."

The little fire suddenly came a lot of spirits, standing on the shoulders of Sun Hao and roaring at the hateful old guy.

The rat did not hungry and blinked. He glanced at the small fire and then turned to look at the dust. He said loudly: "The little guy offended my rat, still didn't know how to repent, go to the dust, you think this How is it handled?"

Bamboo bars, bare bamboo bars.

I know the nature of rats not hunger.

I know that since this mouse is out of the old, it is not bitter to return to the dust and bitterly bitter: "What are the instructions of the predecessors who are not hungry, and do not dare to die?"

"I was scared." The rat did not hungry and touched his chest. It looked like he was really hurt: "It is very serious. It requires a mental loss. You can talk about how much you need to compensate."

Fat face female repair only feels a loose body.

The opening said: "Hey, I smelled Ya...", but before she finished speaking, her body was tight and the words were smashed in.

Then, the rat asked with a hungry look: "What do you say? I didn't understand it. I said, if I think about it, how much mental damage will I have to compensate?"

After that, the fat-faced woman felt that her body was loose.

The mouth curled up, and the fat-faced woman repaired the anger and said loudly: "To get to the dust, you need to compensate for a bottle of true Yuan Dan, and the next product is good."

Going back to the dust, I can't help but look at the mouse and not hungry.

The mouse did not hungry and widened his eyes. He said loudly, "I didn't understand it. You need to compensate for a bottle of true Yuan Dan. Oh, the next product..."

Going back to the dust... Hurry and shouted: "Who has the next product, Yuan Dan, come to a bottle..."

This thing is really not there.

With a trick, I took a photo of the real Yuan Dan. It seems to be collected in a precious way. I also took a shot and shot a green light. I shot Sun Hao and said in a loud voice: "The little guy, the death penalty is exempt, and the crime is inevitable. Kid, give you two green-headed turtles, give them to eat, or else, hehe..."

A small fire in a cold war~www.wuxiaspot.com~Sun Hao took over the so-called turtle hair poisonous Dan, and then put it away, then touched the head of the small fire, whispered: "Isn't it a poisonous Dan, eat it, don't be afraid he."

Little fire, a little head, firmly look at the mouse is not hungry, a pair of I am not afraid of your expression.

The rat does not hungry and has a beard, but also grabs it.

Sun Hao waist, the poetry bag is loose.

The kitten was dark blue and appeared in the air out of thin air.

Suddenly, he was caught from the sacred bag, and the kitten was so scared that it was not so light, and it shivered. Looked at the fire with pity.

The little fire licked his mouth and snarled.

The old man looked at the dark blue eyes and smiled at his stomach: "Boy, mother, talented, too talented, received a mouse, and received a cat, hey, there are no more cats than this, Laughing the dead rat, it’s really laughing at the dead mouse...” (To be continued.)