MTL - Late Night Tales Of The Capital-Chapter 103 Hit the lack of peach

Because the hole in the underground cave is not big, the surging Luoshui can't fill the hall immediately. However, a wide opening was filled with full load, and the water level of the entire hall began to rise at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The first thing I came forward with was the ruling of the ruling division. Without any hesitation, I didn’t even look at the hall again, and I didn’t even pay attention to the ultimate belonging of the artifact. A group of people, with Li Jianqi, quickly began to move toward the hole. From the current speed of water flow, the passage into the temple must have been flooded by Luoshui.

The hall of the world of artifacts is a perfect circle, and Kenben has no other exits.

Even if there is, in a short time, don't think about finding an institution.

The most stupid and most effective way is to come from where to go and where to go. Although Li Jianqi is now in a coma, it doesn't matter. The ruling department has a way to avoid water.

However, the rest of the other practitioners are mostly reluctant.

The artifact has been unearthed. Now the demon king's avatar is **** with the eight black men of Lushan. If you face each other alone, you will definitely have no chance, but if they lose both sides?

Did the opportunity appear?

Just now I was able to see that the enlightenment of the hand-held artifact was already dead, and the artifact is now the ownerless.

"Walk or stay?"

"Right or not?"

“Seeking for the rich and the rich!”

This is the first thought that everyone has come up with.

Jiang Liuyun also stared at the glint of the battle center, but his eyes would look around from time to time, seemingly calculating the number of remaining practitioners in the hall.

Ye Xiao has already got a one-day book. For him, the entrance to the Dragon Mausoleum is full of harvest. He has no attachment to the artifacts. The fifth-order artifact is rare, and he is afraid of being inferior to his own body. The book of heaven. Moreover, he has another task to protect the comatose red beans.

In the black wilderness, the little girl who had never been masked saved her life. In any case, the lack of leaves is to be returned.

Even if the red bean didn't save him, as long as the little girl proposed it, Ye missed it and wouldn't refuse it. It's nothing to do with other things. It's purely because of the fate. It seems that the first time I saw the red bean, the leaf lacks it and it feels very good. It is very pleasing to the eye. .

"It is the first time I met. Why did this person say that I have seen me? I have seen it more than once, strange." Ye Yu muttered, and he was ready to hold the red beans.

Compared with the gesture, the princess seems to be somewhat unsightly and will affect his walking.

The last world leaf lacked the three worlds, smashed countless demons, smashed countless mysteries, and saw countless beautiful scenery. Only with little contact with the opposite sex, it seems that his woman's fate has been very poor.

Hit the lack of peaches!

Therefore, now I am looking at the comatose red beans on the ground.

The key is that there is no experience!

At the time, the hall has already floated a layer of Luoshui. The water level has just barely passed the ankle. The red bean, which is placed on the ground by the leaf, has a white long coat that has been soaked from the back. The white immersed water is close to the skin. A faint white cloth loomed on the chest.

Subconsciously twisted his face to the side, and the leaf lacked some blush.

The brain even had a short gap in the first moment.

The Lok water at the foot is getting higher and higher, and the ankle is slightly cooler.

I slammed myself hard, and Ye Yiqiang forced the thoughts of the flying back, and the red beans must be taken away. Bent over the princess? It seems a bit cumbersome. Caught her under the armpit and slid away? Then she will wake up and know that she will definitely find herself desperately. Kneeling on your shoulders? People are girls, not sacks.

Back up?

The leaf lacked a look at the chest of the red bean on the ground, and the area soaked by water was more, and the white cloth was clearly visible. It’s no problem to leave yourself with the leaves, but it seems that there are some dangers!

"Hey."

"Woman, it’s really troublesome."

In the end, I didn’t think of any good way. I simply backed up. Ye missed himself and persuaded himself. Now it’s not a danger. It’s really no way. I can’t really put the little girl under my arm, it’s ugly. what!

Gently hold the red bean's thighs with both hands.

The body is slightly raised, try to keep the red beans on the back a little distance from yourself.

But this way, no matter how the leaf is missing, the red beans on the back will come into contact with you from time to time. If you leave, there is a strange touch.

The leaf lacks that he feels a little unstable when he breathes. Even if the Linghai is exhausted, when Tianyuan is exhausted, there is no such situation. He took a deep breath and took a deep breath, still unstable, on his cheeks. Some are slightly hot.

"It's not that I deliberately took advantage of you."

"This road is really impossible to go."

"I don't care if you don't hear it, then I can tell you in advance, just when you promised."

The lack of leaves swayed and swayed the red beans on his back. I didn't know if I was talking to myself or a few words.

After the end, the leaf lacked a force, the red bean was firmly tied to his back, and the two men were tightly attached together, and even the hand holding the red bean thighs used a little force.

“Very flexible!”

Feeling the message from the brain, does Ye Li feel that he is really a rogue? How is your thought so!

I missed a lot of leaves, and I struggled for a long time in my heart. It seems to have been used for a long time. In fact, everything happened in a moment. The battle between the demon king and the eight black people still did not distinguish between the winners and the losers. The blooming halo is still glaring, surrounded by the few remaining survivors.

The rivers and rivers fight for each other, and the fishermen are profitable and want to be the last fisherman.

Stepping on the rising water surface, carrying the unconscious red beans, the leaves are not back and rushing to the entrance of the underground cave.

Perhaps the above Luoshui is more and more, the original one-wide hole, which has been squeezed more, the hole is more than doubled. Like a waterfall, the water flows down the hole, which means that the hall at the bottom of the ground is spacious enough, otherwise it has already become the underwater world.

The leaf lacks a Tianyuan along the thigh of the red bean and passes it to her nose and mouth to prevent the river from drowning.

The blue spirit sword walked the dog and stabbed it against the water.

The two swords of Qingqiu Jianmen are counter-flowing into the river.

Slightly half-squatted, his feet jerked, the leaves were missing with red beans, and the cave was opened along the way of the hyena.

The world that I saw on weekdays, the morning breeze and the sun are interlaced, and the flowers and the autumn waters sleep together, and they feel very beautiful. The world that the leaves are missing at this time is completely different from those of those.

Into the eyes of a blue, the body is a wave of ripples, looking up is a floating fish, all things are drowned by Luoshui, the ears are silent, colorful in front of them.

The tip of the nose is itchy, and the hand is touched. It turns out to be the long hair of the red bean. I don’t know when the band behind her brain has fallen off. The hair on the head is gently floating in the water, and the white coat is no longer close to the skin.

A faint trace of blood escaped from the location of the cave, where a small vortex had formed.

(First, there is one more, try to be earlier today.)