A sacred beast and a group of sacred beasts, which is better or worse, really don't understand!

Alexander's life is full of passion and ripples.

They gnawed their teeth and struggled to fight with the black birds in the sky.

The ground was soon filled with fist sized blackbirds, which spread all over the place and made people feel numb.

It's a good thing that Mr. Qiao always sits firmly in the eggshell shield, and doesn't touch those disgusting things.

She glanced at her family.

There was no surprise or fear on the little guy's face. He looked at the bodies of the blackbirds outside the protective cover carefully, squatting on the small body, not making trouble.

The child has no idea what fear is.

It's good to be brave enough to inherit the fine tradition of Lord Joe.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly the tree was stunned and asked aloud.

Her baby son is taking out a small can of something from the inner world and daubing it on his face.

When he heard his mother call him, the little guy turned a small black face and grinned at her, "mother, mother, I have found a way to crack it."

"Father, wait for me."

When Duan Yue saw him swing away his shield and jump out, he was scared. If he didn't want to, he grabbed him. "What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." The whole body is completely out of the cover of the pan.

The crowd was shocked.

Although arbor knew that his son was very good, he could not be busy, but he couldn't help but jump hard.

Little guy is standing outside the defensive Rune array in front of everyone.

There is no cover on the body, no defense is opened.

"He Weiping is scared and hurries to roar," the child returns quickly. "

A group of little blackbirds are pounding towards their Rune array. Suddenly, they see a child without any cover. How can they not attack him?

But the truth is.

The group of blackbirds saw Mo Baobao standing there, one by one, all flapping their wings hard and leaving the goods far away.

If the black bird can turn the white eye, it must be a hundred big white eyes for Mo Baobao.

"Haw!" A blackbird stumbled past in front of the little league. It seemed that it was not developed. It flew awkwardly and hurriedly.

A strong flapping wing, with a strange speed, from Mo baby side spread.

The little guy patted the dirt on his face and turned his head proudly to a group of uncles and said, "look! It's never rubbish that the little league picked up. "

It's a treasure. When it's applied on your body, it can effectively prevent mosquitoes from biting. Ah bah, it's to prevent black birds from attacking them.

"You stink all over." "Don't go to Huohuo, your adoptive father," he said

The Little Regiment blinked the water's Fengmu, and the committee threw himself at his father wrongly, "father, mother dislikes baby."

His father didn't pick it up, and he didn't pick it up.

A hot potato suddenly jumped onto his leg, hugged his thigh, and the mud on his face rubbed against his father's leg.

"Father hug!"

"Go and hug your adoptive father." Mo Lianzheng's face is black.

Son is not a common stink!

"Dad."

"Find your uncle rotten peach blossom." Loathing, full loathing.