Xuan Ye knew if there was anything in the sword, which is hard to say.
Although as a conspiracy theorist, Sheng Lingyuan thinks so, but before he is sure, he shouldn't show his flaws-because at this mont he is obscured by his eyes, he knows only a limited amount of things, and he does not understand well, and The trapped sword is in a state of slaughter. For Sheng Lingyuan, the most sensible choice is to stand still and stand by.
In theory, it is impossible for the Mingming sword to cut itself, otherwise Xuan Yuan would insert the sword into the back of the spine every day, and would have poked himself into a high paraplegia.
But Sheng Lingyuan didn't expect that this iron "chicken" ran and ran up and even got up! He was lost for a mont, and the mont his sword touched human flesh, his desire for blood actually overshadowed reason.
When he returned to God, it was too late.
The hand already had thin skin and blood vessels. The epee was embedded in the palm of the hand. It was more than half an inch. The blood flow was like a note. The blood tank was filled with blinks. Next, Luo Cuicui heard the movent and looked at the probe. , The collar cuffs and ankles ca out of a circle of green dill stem at the sa ti, and the whole person beca green, shouting his throat: "Blood! Ah! My mother! A lot of blood! Stop quickly ... No, that ... … Help! "
He shouted all the planes, so he didn't know to co and help.
Ping Qian jumped up, forgot to know the seat belt, and was dragged back. The chocolate and fish skin beans in her pocket were all over the floor.
Only Yang Chao was calm, put down the book and glanced here, but before Xuan Yuan spoke, the man got up and went straight to the toilet and urinated.
Xuan Yuan: "..."
This group of dear colleagues.
The blade of the epee grew in his palm, sucking his blood greedily.
With such a big flaw, there is no ti to make up for it. Sheng Lingyuan has a bit of a temper that "is here, then he is safe." Since the cuts are cut, the water is hard to collect, and he simply **** the blood on the sword. He was like a hungry and cold man. In the cold winter months, he drank a bowl of hot broth, and the whole person ward up—possibly because he was used to the cold in the abyss. Then he realized that he almost forgot the warmth. Taste.
The intellect beca clear a lot in a mont, and the vision was widened. You can even see what is in the entire small plane through the epee.
In the noise of the plane's "rumbling
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