Look at his left paw. Isn't it just bruised? Act like something.

Arbor quickly pulled down his claws, commanded him to hold himself on the table, then stood there and asked him to raise his claws, and spread the blood stasis ointment on his face.

"How did it hurt?"

Duan Yue can't help but draw a corner of his mouth, and scold him from the bottom of his heart.

It seems that the damage of this goods is just from beating people hard. Is it really a wound?

As expected, you can cheat Joe without shame. You are still too pure!

"Beaten." Ink lotus blunt a side silly Leng of Duanmu clear a few people make an eye.

A group of people walked out with a slight twitch at the corners of their mouths. After a while, they cried out, "Joe! Have a meal! "

How can Lord Qiao not know that these people are encouraged by Uncle Mo to help.

Can't help but look at him angrily and funny, "put Lord Joe on the ground!"

"It's my adult." Prince Mo, with a smile on his face, lifted his hand and put her on the ground, followed her short legs and walked towards the outside of the wooden shed.

The heavy rain has closed, and the night hillside is starry. The smell after the rain is very fresh.

Duanmuqing and their party dried the wet lawn around with psychic power and spread a blanket on it.

A group of people who survived the disaster drank and ate meat on the lawn and looked up at the starry sky, but they were also a little relieved.

Maiyan Shengzi walked slowly to their side, silently found a place to sit down, and after a long silence, he asked, "the people who attacked our destiny before are those who have contact with the saint."

Mo Lian nodded. "Do you want to know about fortune?"

After another silence, the son nodded, "I want to know."

Now he has a clear understanding: maybe the people in the temple really have something to do with the cult of Tianyun.

"Maybe it's not a safe place to visit. It's too late for you to quit now." Said the son.

"Are we afraid of things?" Duan Yue raised his hand and raised his glass to the son, "and the life and death are all signed. Now I'm afraid, isn't it a little too suggestive?"

"Come on, son." The little fat man, who was a little drunk, raised his hand on the saint's shoulder and beat him twice hard. "I know you are not too bad. I tell you, our team is the lucky star team. You can get out of danger wherever you go, and finally earn a lot of money..."

Qi Xuanxuan hurriedly rushed up and held down the little fat man's mouth. She smiled awkwardly at the saint, "he's drunk, hahaha!"

I'm so sorry to say that I want to empty my secret place in front of its owner

Small face paralysis face is holding a cup of tea expressionless, the end sits upright beside everybody, "how many people are drunk? Do you need to sober up? "

"More than half of them should be drunk." "If there is any hangover soup, give them two drinks," the son said with a smile

"I don't need hangover soup," said the little face, paralyzed and expressionless

As soon as she lifted her hand, a half drawn object was suddenly released from the talisman. Then she rushed like a mad dog to the little fat man with dim eyes and opened her teeth and claws.

The tree face is expressionless holding a very thick chain, firmly holding the goods in hand!

But the little fat man was scared to pee and rolled to the ground.

Look, it's the 18 younger sisters who fought with Qiao Qiao