"You don't have to," Sheng Lingyuan smiled. "God has good virtues. You have cultivated them yourself."
His Majesty does not fight with people for most of the ti. The honey-stomach sword is his normal state, but it is mainly unhelpful and unnecessary, which does not an that he will not be bitter and an.
A fire ran along Xuanyuan's hand and stretched up the chain. The fla wrapped the shadow man, and he looked like a candle wick.
The black ash that kept pouring onto the shadow figure was blocked by the fire and gathered into a large group of black shadows. They boldly tried to devour those flas, and the two sides froze for a mont.
Xuan Yuan: "So you're hanging out now, pretending to be tender everywhere, is nobody asking for it?"
Sheng Lingyuan: "Since living in the ancestral hall and graveyard here, it seems to be related to that 'Jade Mother-in-law'."
Shadow people recognize the Lord, not blindly. In order to be able to survive better, they generally automatically choose a strong master to rely on, pedigree, strength, identity-and most importantly, whether they are determined. Otherwise, it is difficult to attach to a master, which is also a goods that follow the flow and has no quasi-idea. How can life pass?
Judging by this standard, in the contemporary society, the "legacy products of history" of Qingping Division, Jade Mother-in-law, should already be regarded as a world leader.
"I said," Xuan Yuan sneered, "Any hairy demon can live for more than 700 years, because you are behind him."
"Director Xuan!"
At this ti, Luo Cuicui trot along all the way and saw the shadow man locked by the chain, covering his eyes with "oh yo
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