Xuan Yuan: "Our ... fat girl?"
The witch village in Dongchuan was built on the mountain. There was almost no flat land in the tribe. If you wanted to go to a neighbor's house, you had to climb up and down several slopes. The eating habits were also partial. There was no place in the tribe to feed livestock on a large scale. In addition to free-range chicken, the at that can be eaten is aquatic products-so the people in the tribe are relatively slim.
After a long while, Xu Xuan couldn't help laughing, and scolded: "Alozin's little dwarf, the joke of the demon and the human race is stupid and rude, and their witches are known for their 'show' and 'ya'呸, Xiuya a ball! It is his family who eats bran puff every day, they are hungry and have yellow skin and thin skin. They have the ability to emigrate to live for two days and try to eat fat or not. , 250 pounds is cheap for him! "
Sheng Lingyuan's hand was stuck on the bronze tripod by the blood flowing from the source, but his eyebrows softened.
Alozin knows the magic sword of heaven, he is always very curious, often saying that he must live a hundred and eighty years, "strive to one day also play with Jian Lingtong."
In fact, the patriarch was completely self-confident. Jian Ling was annoying him, and he didn't want to play with him at all.
These two things are about the sa age, and the ntal level of half a catty is comparable to the point that they are not prosperous. In Dongchuan, Sword Spirit had already consciously been a man and learned to be awkward. He did not want to be called "Lingyuan Brother" again. He didn't want this na to be picked up by Alozin without knowing it. When he gave it to others, he was instantly furious, and unilaterally forged a beam with Alozin for many years.
When Arokin was young, he was bored and talked a lot. He often "slamd" in Sheng Lingyuan's ears. He would like to talk about things in a big way. Sheng Lingyuan heard more and heard less, but he always brought sothing "very interesting" when he talked. With a smile, Arozin more and more thought that he had a rap, and didn't know that there was actually an invisible sword spirit next to him who was talking back. He said, the sword spirit arranged in Sheng Lingyuan's heart. The two voices, one inside and one outside, were like a pair of immature chicks squeezing through their throats, depressing and relieved.
Sheng Lingyuan arched an eyebrow and said to Xuan Yuan in an inaudible manner: "How do you have the face to say that others are rice buckets ... If you are right, Suzaku totem is disturbed by us, Luo Cuicui should be out of order, and the witch language is mixed in After the reverberation, it is likely that the shadow figure swallowed Luo Cuicui. "
Xuan Yuan shouted at those rattans that were suddenly entangled: "Hey, little dwarf, what excrent are you still slling in the shadow man's belly, and you haven't co out to make a ss? Didn't you want to see ? Tell you I stole all your dried pears. Your descendants are treating
as a younger brother. If I take a look at her, she will have to give all the snacks in her pocket. Are you happy? "
He smiled, his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth were tied to a pendant--despite his efforts to rise, he fell helplessly ...
The day when the human race was able to eat enough food, it ca too late. Alozin didn't live to be a middle-aged man, and he didn't grow to 250 pounds for his joke.
The only ti the two of them t, one was dead, the other hadn't found the dust yet, and they passed by again before reaching the old days.
But how destined it is.
If Ping Qian's hand holding the mask on her ear stopped there, her colleague in the field thought she had a problem with the mask and yelled "redundant logistics" and imdiately ca up to help her.
Ping Qianru raised her hand and blocked: "I don't wear it first."
The strange language in the reverberation sound was incoherent, just repeatedly saying "the blood of the witch tribe
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