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Three men suddenly appeared.

The guards of the weeping Shuanger motorcade are all like enemies.

These three are all saints.

The two first grade saints, the old man, are the senior saints of the third grade.

The strength of the three is very strong.

Almost able to kill the whole team at will.

Weeping Shuanger is in their motorcade.

The most powerful is qishuanger.

As for the others, Xiang Tong, the captain of the first team, has some strength.

Half step saint.

But not a true saint.

In the face of the three people who appear now.

There was no force for the first World War.

Everyone was a little scared.

At the moment, others are coming to the camp to stay.

I'm afraid that others will plot against me.

But if I don't promise, I'll be in trouble, and I can't resist it.

It's for the people in the team.

It's a bit of a dilemma.

"Three."

"You can stay by our camp."

Sobbing Shuanger said.

By this white dress man's vision wantonly scanning own body, weeps double son eyebrow tiny wrinkly.

If it's not due to the strength of the other side.

Qishuanger would not like the three to live next to their camp.

"This beautiful lady."

"My name is Hanwen."

"He is a member of the prefecture."

"My father is the head of Fuwen Prefecture."

"This is my brother Han, my uncle Han."

The calligraphy reports to the family directly.

The son of the governor of the state.

It's like the son of a holy God.

Identity, of course, is not simple.

"Hello, master Hanwen."

"Help yourself to the camp."

"We're all going to build tents, too."

Cry double son light say.

This kind of identity is revealed in the calligraphy.

Weeping Shuanger, they can't afford to be provoked.

"Beautiful lady."

"I introduced myself to you."

"I don't know, miss? From what state? "

"Miss is so beautiful, it must be Miss Zhou."

"Right?"

Hanwen said to weeping Shuanger with an attentive face.

That expression, wish to cry Shuanger to eat general.

Weeping twins is really beautiful.

There are two gods in the family.

The power of the ancient blood of the family God is just at the right time.

Although they can't cultivate their own ancient blood power of God.

But Qi Shuanger's temperament has been changed by the ancient blood of God.

It's particularly tempting.

It is worthy of its reputation.

The calligraphy likes beauty.

At the first sight of Qi shuang'er, he felt as if he had been shot by AI Shen's arrow.

The mood is agitated, the heart is incomparably eager to get weeping Shuanger.

"Master Hanwen."

"I'm not a state lady."

"Just tell me to cry."

Sobbing Shuanger's eyes said calmly.

This calligraphy is as sticky as a brown candy, asking for harassment.

Crying is a headache.

If it wasn't for Hanwen, she would be the head of the prefecture.

I really don't want to study Hanwen.

"Miss weeping twins."

"What a nice name."

"Can I take the liberty to call you Shuanger?"

Hanwen said with an excited smile.

"Master Hanwen."

"You and I don't seem to have much to do with each other."

"My full name, please."

"We still have a lot to do in the camp."

"Please help yourself outside the camp."

The two weeping children said again in a cold voice.

Weeping Shuanger's cold words directly poured a basin of cold water on Hanwen.

There was a flash of anger in his eyes.

He is the master of a state.

Qishuanger didn't give him face.

This is a kind of shame and disgrace to Hanwen.

"Brother."

"The beauty has a big temper."

"I want her to regret it."

Hanwen said in a cold voice.