She is gentle like a mother, and at the same time, she is the Lord of the basaltic land who has been in high position for a long time.

The cub stares at his mother and thinks that it is because of her existence that he has been forced to be trapped in this small world for countless years. He is even more angry in his heart. Like a rebellious broken child, he says with hatred: "I just hate you! I hate being locked up here! Hate being in your hands! Hate to be arranged by you on the established road! I hate it

"Little gram."

Seeing the young boy's rebellious appearance and hearing his sharp and angry voice, the gentle mother is not angry, as always gentle, but this simple two words, but contains dignity, let the angry teenager, instantly choked, only stare, but did not say a word.

Young thin lips pursed into a white line, angry into anger, hate to do not face! He was so angry that he stopped talking!

The gentle mother looked at her silly son, slowed down her face, brought out a slight bitter smile, but sighed: "silly son..."

How dare you say you are stupid! Just been suppressed by the youth, temperament suddenly erupted like a volcano!

He turned back angrily, ready to prove to his mother that he was also a man of temper! But just turned his head and looked at his mother's kind and gentle eyes.

The beautiful, dark, motherly, loving eyes seemed to contain complex feelings and endless deep meaning, interwoven into emotions that he could not understand.

The cub was stunned.

He wanted to yell at his mother to prove he was angry, but He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

The cub walked restlessly up and down the hall with his hands on his back. At last he stamped his feet angrily and waved his hand angrily: "I see! No killing, no killing! "

Make a crime, but not wait for the death of the mother! See how I mess with him, young master

The gentle mother, unable to laugh or cry, looked at the lively and interesting cub, shook her head, and finally, the portrait returned to calm, as if it was just a most ordinary portrait.

The majesty of the LORD God, as if the wind over the water without trace, without leaving a trace.

The youth angrily throws down the purple soft sword and sits back on the chair in anger!

At this time, the Rubik's cube housekeeper slowly vomited out a foul breath Silently knead the aching knee, slowly stand up.

The majesty of the LORD God can not be resisted by ordinary practitioners.

Although she looks soft and kind, but the pressure of her long-standing position is out of breath.

Until the Xuanwu God disappeared, the Rubik's cube housekeeper gasped.

Young angry eyes stare at the magic cube housekeeper!

Magic square housekeeper immediately returned to God, quickly respectfully: "small this will bring them back."

The youth does not agree, heavy cold hum a! I can see that the young boy is still in a bad mood.

Magic cube housekeeper quickly turned to leave, a wipe of forehead, all are cold sweat.

In fact, it was not just his forehead. At the moment, his whole body seemed to have soaked in the water, and his inner garment was completely soaked.

This is the power of God She didn't even glance at the Rubik's cube housekeeper, who seemed to walk back and forth from hell.

At this point, the Rubik's cube housekeeper speeds up his pace and rushes to the established destination.

At the moment, Su Luo has followed the voice of his heart, with the intuition of the call of the little dragon, quickly rushed to the northwest.

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