Chapter 517: Fortress of Fortune (3)
Chapter 517 Fortune Fortress (3)
The night cleared and I wanted to go back.
The main arm of the fortress stretched out and could not help but say that she had tightened her waist.
The night is clear and stiff.
I thought that this boy was all cold.
But his palms, his chest, are full of burning heat.
The night was fixed in his arms, and he could even feel the palms attached to his chest, and there was a strong heartbeat.
She wants to struggle with her backhand, but her hands are hard-hitting and can't move.
"Let me go!"
Mom! This so-called fortress owner will not be really sick!
I am sick to cure! What is the reason for eating her tofu?
The struggle of the night clearing makes the fort of the Lord's eyes even worse, and the breath of the body is getting colder and colder.
The night fell and struggled, and looked up at him.
Then they smashed into a pair of eyes that rushed into the stormy waves.
Sharp, cold.
It is full of murderousness.
This look makes the night clear.
"Can't think of me?" Fort Lord took the arm of her waist, and the strength was extremely heavy, as if to break her waist.
The night is clear and the eyebrows are close to the eyebrows.
She twisted her body uncomfortably, but she was forced to use the boy's harder force.
What does he mean... What does it mean?
Could it be that they really met before?
"Hey! The stinky boy, I threatened the little girl to save the old man! What are you going to do for me, what a hug for a little girl!"
The thief lying on the ground stiffened his limbs and climbed up from the ground.
His body is swaying.
However, the owner did not turn his eyes over.
It’s just a pair of squats like eagle, staring coldly at night.
After the night fell and frowned, and had not been able to answer his questions, she lost her patience and distracted her from her arms.
The night was cleared and smashed out.
The direction is facing the stolen holy.
She squatted and slammed into Pirates.
The night cleared and immediately stood firm, and the backhand held the stolen priest and took a step back.
This boy... wrote the word "dangerous" on his body.
If you don’t feel like you will be his opponent at night.
I want to lead the Pirates of St. to escape from here, I am afraid... It’s hard to go to heaven.
"The night is clear." The owner stared at her, his eyes deeper and clearer. "You forgot me?"
His voice is low, like the frosty cold.
After this cold feeling, there is a hint of resentment.
Resentment?
This word, plucking the mind of the night, she took a nap.
The boy shouted her name.
When did she meet with him?
Listening to his tone, it seems that they are extremely familiar with each other.
"Good... very good... you actually forgot me..." The owner smiled softly.
He smiled and his expressionless face became more and more gloomy.
He took a step back and the slender body swayed.
Anger, the anger of the sky, burning from his scorpion.
The cold eyes are like ice blades, and the thorns of the cockroaches fall to the night: "Forget me, yes, I will let you think about it, who am I!"
The vortex that he picked up at the bottom of his eyes gathered into a storm.
The voice just fell, his five fingers into an eagle, straight to the neck of the night clear.
by!
Sure enough, it is sick!
Say it is easy to do it!
At night, the heart was clear, and the steps were swept away. His side flashed his hand.
At the same time, her fingertips bounced a lupin, and straightened a enchanting red awn, like a whirlwind, heading for the fortress.
The owner of the castle did not expect that the night clearing reaction would be so swift, and did not expect the night to dare to shoot him.
The whirlwind that had fallen to the night had already rolled over to his face and had not been removed.
(End of this chapter)
