Chapter 920:

Name：Blood Princess and the Knight Author：Return of Han and Tang Dynasti
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"I said, you can't run

Dropped. "Behind, spread the wings

Bai Jiba Sutra avoided.

"It's making a lot of trouble in our hospital

After patting the **** and wanting to leave

How could it be so cheap this day

Things, and also, hand in hand

It’s not a good habit to rub you on

Put down the east side in your hand.

You don’t usually do this

Kind of uncertainty.

"That will also depend on when it is not

Heaven will put you in the mask of the bird-faced man.

Get it down and see how you continue

The real thing is to fool Yunxu.

"Oh? Just think about it

What does the face under my face look like

The Bird Face raised his eyebrows.

"Xueran, if it's not good

See your face clearly, we can tonight

It is to do Momeng. "From Ji Lie

Mouth smiled.

"The mental capacity is not good

Have to practice. "The horse-faced man shrugged

Will know my face under this mask

It's not yet.

After speaking, within the fuzzy phantom

Behind the inside.

"Want to run? Not so easy

Ziya summons to awaken to see, prisoner

[All Know All Bowl 1

[Space Series No Blockade]

Xi Dao Fengjie locked that Dao

The vague space door has been maintained

It broke in half a second.

"Tuan?..." Bai Ji

Zhong Kong stared slightly at the sky, talking with Portuguese udon noodles

Human space brother skills, in Yu

on.

Sad he is an elf? ?

I'm going to step when I see the other person

Enter the space gate, since Ji

Zhizhonglizhi.

[Judgement East High Prison 1

Birdface stopped.

"Can't obstruct the space force, just

The way is right for me, yes, thinking

Very active, but the ability to respond temporarily.

Qualified

"Then now, let the self-check

Test your temporary resilience

The station is not stationed! "This voice

With the wind howling above, write

No need to look at the face to know the horror

The sickle of a person must be on top of his head

He is not without exception, read from

Dedicated. "You are going to deal with Ray now

The opponent is not me.

Just from the tip of the sickle to the bird's face

When people’s heads are not fair enough