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Chapter 1277 Hit a hundred if you want!(2/2)

"nothing!"

Qianye naturally didn't dare to tell him the truth, Yun Danfeng waved his hands gently, "Speaking of which, the polarism of the king's polarism is also condensed after experiencing life and death.

How? Is the battle with Benjun the hardest? "

"Just the opposite."

It seems to be infected by Yanqi.

Gu Han also became honest, "Yes ... the easiest, there is no other feeling except for a bit tired."

certainly.

He wasn't stupid enough to say something about the thousands of night faces.

Thousands of night: ...

"well."

He resolutely avoided this topic, and naturally changed to a completely irrelevant topic. "It has been almost half a year since you retreat until now."

"So long?"

Gu Han stunned, "Then we should get to the place soon?"

Nympho

at the same time.

In the main cabin, Yan Qi chatted.

"When I was 367 years old, I followed the predecessors of Yun to the ancestor of Yun's ancestors, and then got a good creation, and then met my predecessors. Then I came to your countless sect, and then ... met

Brother Fan, you. "

Speaking.

It glanced at the corner of the mouth slightly, pretending to be blank at a glance.

Can't get a reply.

It doesn't care.

Instead, it makes it feel more and more that friends who have made good friends. After all, there are countless people who are vast beings. There are countless people who may find a person who listens to their stories carefully. There are not many.

And Fan Yu.

Listen to it for half a year!

From the seventh generation of the Yan clan, it is called Yanqi, from it to break the shell to the barbarians, and it is difficult to survive ... The events that happened almost every year told Fan Yu.

Now, when it is 367 years old.

After speaking, experience.

It only feels that it is comfortable with the body and mind, and the thoughts are full of thoughts. It has a little more meaningfulness on the body. It is not the power of Zulong's essence.

"Brother Fan!"

It is happy, "You are really a good friend of Yan Qi! It's also the blessing of Yan Qi!"

Fan Yu's mouth was even more powerful.

"Brother Fan."

Yan Qi looked at him sincerely, "You can see, you are also a person with a story."

"How do you know?"

Fan Yu finally didn't hold back, and asked.

"Simple."

Yan Qi blinked, "In your eyes, full of stories."

Fan Yu: ...

He can't wait to smoke his two mouths.

"I'm curious."

Yan Qi said, "Why do you go every day? Why do you have always gone to the wrong female disciple? Why not go to the male disciple's Dongfu?"

"Do you have other purposes?"

"Don't worry, there are no outsiders here, you can boldly say to me, my mouth is still very firm."

Fan Yu finally couldn't help it.

Yan Qi's thoughts were all on, and he was mad!

He decided to show a showdown.

"I actually ..."

Bang!

I just said three words, and a dark shadow hit the star boat from far to near. With a sorrowful sound, the star boat suddenly shook.

"What's going on!"

Yan Qi was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't care about Fan Yu, and quickly stopped the star boat.

"Xiao Hei!"

"What's wrong with you! You wake up, Xiao Hei!"

Suddenly, a sound full of sadness sounded, "I have been depending on Xiao Hei, and I have been suffering for so many years, you even ..."

"Wang ..."

Faintly, a dog with grievances screamed in a weak sound.

"The Eight Eggs on the boat!"
Chapter completed!
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