Smoked people's tears and noses were running, but Ryukyu's eyes were sharp. Just under the strong smell and pungent smell, the black and red scorpion, as if he had met the nemesis, rushed backward.
Ryukyu's eyes suddenly brightened. This thing
The light in his eyes was sharp and bright. At the same time, xuanyuanche turned his head. They looked at each other. Xuanyuanche stood up and bowed forward, making an eye toward the moon.
Ryukyu didn't understand. He smiled and gave a thumbs up to xuanyuanche.
Xuanyuanche saw the hook lips and smiled. If he wanted to come to the grassland, he would come without anything. The grassland is dangerous. He should be prepared for it.
Hook lip smile, set off the red eyes, tears, incredibly rippling up a different style, gorgeous amazing.
With a wave of his hand, the silent mark of the moon, tobim and others, beckoned.
Yan Hu, Du Yi and other people are not idiots. When they see the effect of xuanyuanche, they immediately don't want ryukue's orders. They immediately follow xuanyuanche's back and dig towards the place where the black red scorpion retreats.
The sword is flying, and the golden yellow flowers are dug by the people of Ryukyu.
For a time, xuanyuanche smoked the red scorpion in front of him; Qiuxian, Duyi, dug in the back; TOBI, Yanhu, dressed up and put it on the horse.
Each performs his or her own duties and cooperates with each other rapidly.
And Ryukyu is covering his nose, wiping tears while watching in situ, doing nothing, very leisurely.
A golden flying, iron men, tough men, waving sword, a snivel a tear in the work.
All road men have tears not light play, the original tears is just a small matter.
Zhunchi mountain, a good secret medicine protected by the seventeen Xianbei ethnic groups, was destroyed by the moon.
A hundred steeds, all carrying the gold flowers and plants, are ready to go.
"Toby wood, I'll give it to you. You must keep it for me. There must be no mistake." Ryukyu looks at tobim with a dignified face.