But now, looking at Mrs. Mo's first step, she has suffered a lot of resistance.

If someone else is changed, one may have been swept down by this powerful force of obstruction.

That is to say, Mrs. Mo can still stand on the first floor steadily at the moment, and her eyes sweep coldly to the front.

"Why!"

The people looked at each other, followed a group of people in the eastern region, and all looked up eagerly.

The tree turned its head and looked at the Eastern imperial master

It takes a long time to take a step??

It's not that she can't go up in a long time, but if everyone does, it's OK. Obviously, it's not the case when looking at the expression of the Eastern Emperor.

The Eastern imperial master quickly shook his head. "Mrs. Mo, there is no such strong force of obstruction when walking this passage."

The tree chuckled.

That's the guy who finished the calf. It's aimed at Joe!

The southern imperial master was watching the bustle, and Jiao didi giggled, "hey little girl, how about you come down first and let your sister live first?"

"Go away." The western imperial master with blue nose and swollen face quickly waved his sleeve. The skin smiled but the flesh didn't smile. His face muscles slightly shook. "If you can't, come down. Don't waste your time! I think it's better to let this seat open up first! "

Arbor turns a deaf ear to people's nagging Bibi, she takes a step up again, and says without expression, "I count to three, if I don't give Joe, I'll kill anybody!"

After that, the four lords looked at each other, wondering who Mrs. Mo was talking to.

"One!"

Mo Lian held her son and drew the corner of her mouth.

Mo Baobao shakes the condensing mirror in his hand, and suddenly cries, "two, three!"

The ink lotus is speechless.

Arbor backhand coagulates the power of water spirit, and the water dragon suddenly surges to the sky, scaring a group of people behind him.

On the path with pine and cypress stone lines, a faint shadow suddenly appears.

A little old man, stamping his feet on the steps, cried out with hatred, "you can't enter! You can't get in! You just can't get in! "

It's a joke.

By this little ancestor into the holy palace, then his well preserved holy palace for thousands of years, can it still exist properly?

What is the usual method of this goods?

It's the secret place of refining!

His holy palace of TEMAO still wants to continue to open for a long time, OK.

"Grandpa, you are still so mean." Mo Baobao said, "if you don't let your mother in, let her in first!"

"Go away!" Heaven's way to the direction of Mo baby angry drink.

How could he let the little ancestor in? That's ten thousand times darker than his parents.

Heaven then raised his hand and lost a ring thunder.

The expressionless Mo Lian raised a pan in silence.

"Dong!" People saw the purple and red thunder light, suddenly fried on the pan, and made a hissing sound.

I couldn't help but draw the corner of my mouth.

The little old man of heaven's way jumped up and down the steps. This curtain fell in the eyes of all the onlookers and petrified them.

The broken moon could not help but turn away in silence.

Peach blossom God Zun quickly covers his face with his sleeve and pretends that he doesn't know the Mohist father and son.

All of you understand.

The family of three in the emotional bamboo garden are all disliked by heaven.