Seem to see my lord, like a madman muttering, is a very interesting thing. This look is normally only happen to them, can not think of today from another person who also saw a time can not help but lead to life confidant, a large feeling the same boat.
I suddenly wake up from fantasy, look out the window, unconsciously already candlelight.
Curfew has not been lifted, the streets quiet but not a figure, only a line team to mighty Ganben Government House. Forces already back to the camp, a five thousand-scale reorganization of the main strengthen the group,fake oakleys, only dense wrapped in a carriage around listening to the sound of the iron heel of uniform murderous, I made a sudden thought of one more important thing.
The Murong eagle still happily stared at me, but suddenly found malicious smile, not scalp tingling authentic: I smiled and patted his skinny shoulder and said: The Murong eagle bitter with a straight face: I smile sweeter, lightly: to create an ordinary iron ore manufactured armor, as more convincing ah? I laughed, the sound is suppressed to the lowest point,: Murong ah Murong, as the researchers, I as good as you, but the right technique to use your better than me. The army dress How can it be a trifling matter, the simple little things non-overnight , that all have the southern border of each department to fully cooperate with the job ah! wait a little longer to meeting you know. I want to remind you only one point, that is ...
Murong eagle listening to stunned authentic: I faint cool authentic: The Murong eagle suck down a cold lump Road: I clear sky and said: Murong eagle heard almost fainted, just an instant, his pair of muddy inability of the eye, but made a sudden outbreak of the aggressive look, fiercely authentic: Winds blow crashed not far away in the windows, broke and should be answered: Where ah? I leisurely to say two words: White House is not a house, but a water pavilion. Second floor ladder, boarded roof,cheap oakley sunglasses, with white clouds of Qi. Looked out the window, saw the full window of the lake flows
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