Vol 2 Chapter 4461: Long Yun Zhan's heart (3)
Chapter 4461 The Heart of Long Yun Cham (3)
Answering the night is clear?
Answered.
That is the "good play" in the mouth of the great elders.
A joke.
For a long while, Long Yun Zhan’s hoarse voice sounded: “Yes.”
Just one word seems to contain the endless suffering of the world.
The eyelashes that cleared the night, trembled.
The faint stream of light between the eyes reveals a bit of blood: "Azhan, what you said is... is it representative? From the moment you took the sword, you know... the sword is smeared. The fragrance of Xuanyin..."
Long Yun Zhan’s color has not changed: “Yes.”
The night fell and suddenly laughed.
The laughter was full of mourning and disappointment.
She looked at his eyes and was no longer shocked before.
It is peace without sorrow and sadness.
"Azhan, I know... your choice." Her voice was cold and indifferent.
That cold and cold attitude.
Let Long Yun Zhan's Huanren tighten tightly.
The heart is dull and painful.
I want to speak.
If you can get to your lips, you will take back your throat.
Already... nothing to say.
"Clear!"
"Clear!"
Seeing the clearing of the night, Qiao Jin and Yan Yan were flustered and called the name of the night.
They stared at Long Yunzhan tightly, and couldn’t believe that they would end up with the head of the team...
That is their head...
If there is no Long Yun Zhan's appearance.
I am afraid that they were in the magic class at the time, and they will really fall down.
How can you have a colorful, brilliant life like this?
Even if you see it with your own eyes.
They can't believe that their heads... will part ways with them.
At night, the hands raised and raised their hands and made an action to stop them from speaking.
Then, the face was calm and faintly looked at Long Yun Chan.
The lips are light, but they are not the curvature of the smile: "But ah... the dark palace is probably a wrong calculation."
Long Yun Chan slightly stunned.
The night fell and laughed: "You guessed what I wanted to do, right?"
The face of Long Yun Chan has changed.
The night cleared his eyes, crossed the Longyun Zhan, and fell to the elders.
She showed a smile and a brilliant flower: "Who told you... I have to hand over Long Yunzhan, I must fight him?"
"Want to see us killing each other? Doesn't exist..."
"Can't beat you, we... can't you run?"
The voice of the girl just fell.
Surrounded by abrupt sounds, there was a deafening sound.
A mysterious wave of turbulent air quickly spread around.
After Xuanbo spreads out.
In front of you...
Where else is there a night out?
"Hey!"
The elders were sullen, and the five senses were distorted and they couldn’t help but swear.
He quickly flew down from the eaves and scanned everything around him: "What about them? People!"
"Running." Long Yunzhan stood in the same place, motionless, like a stone sculpture.
"Running? How can you let them run? Are you deliberately letting them run?!" The elders have never seen such a shameless person like the night.
This frame hasn't been played yet, so I ran and ran.
A group of people, so many people, how could they ran in a short time?
Long Yun Chan faintly rubbed his eyelids, and the blue scorpion was as calm as water: "Imperial shot, can I stop?"
The elder's face is even more ugly.
There was a loud bang in the mouth, but there was nothing to help.
He strode to the side of Ren Jianying, directly picking up people: "Waste! Meet the night and clear the monks, one by one has become a waste! This time how you explain to the Lord!"
(End of this chapter)
