Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

Xiao Bone Dragon's mental fluctuations spread, and his weakness was immediately locked by several gazes.

So weak: Why do you have to force her to have multiple choice questions! Isn't it good to be in peace?

Under the eyes of the small bone dragon, the weak-end water art was unable to perform, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Who else is there? Of course it is you!"

The sixth life expressed satisfaction and took his paws back.

A scream came from behind.

Looking back weakly, the white peacock was constantly pecking the flowers on the green vine, while the rabbit was expressionless, taking out the carrot and beating the vine.

"..."

The four words are tragic.

This world is so **** perverted, why can mental power be manifested, why does she have to deal with eight guys alone!

Fortunately, the bowl of water that was so weak did not live up to her expectations.

The sixth life transformed into its original form again, and a huge blood-red bone wing hung down, blocking the front of the fallen protoss.

They were so weak with one hand in one hand, and quickly dragged up the sick and disabled generals on the ground, and by the way, they stuck their heads in the gaps in the bone wings, and they could be taken away without much effort later.

Pei Huan: "..."

Slan: "..."

She is really an ordinary genius to carry!

The young protoss raised his head, his short light chestnut hair was messed up by the hurricane, and the white cross in his ear made a crisp sound. Behind him, there is the immovable church, from the magnificent statue of the Virgin to the white blessing wreath, all placed intact, the music box is moving, and the light and shadow thrown in through the stained glass window are not shaken.

It's like another world.

Quiet, warm and sweet.

——A world blessed by God.

With Minsi as the center, the picture was cut into two weirdly, with a raging storm on one side and a beautiful and holy wedding hall scene on the other.

She was so weak that something was against him, but she couldn't tell. Anyway, her hairs were standing up one by one.

She doesn't want to stay in this place for an extra minute!

The weak said to the sixth life, "Where is your master? Hurry up and let him come out to put out the fire!"

This glass-hearted guy shook his head and shook his head, and even learned to take advantage of the fire, "Master won't take it casually, unless--"

"unless?"

Quantum Beast said solemnly, "Of course it is to become the immortal companion of the Sivir family."

"You dream!"

Slan sprayed it with a mouthful of blood.

The sixth generation shook his paws with disgust.

The protagonist who was involved in the wedding laughed.

The fallen Protoss stroking the cross, expressing the weakness like this, "Sister, you are my partner, at most I was imprisoned in this church, lost freedom, and the companion of the Void Demon. The day you gave birth to your heirs is When the tombstone was engraved."

So weak was immediately choked.

Void demon?

Another super-high civilization? !

The name of the Void Demon is not inferior to that of the Fallen Protoss. It is a cruel race with a full combat system. Once a newborn comes, it will be thrown into the battlefield. Its first opponent is likely to be its parents and siblings. , Or even less lucky, are the same kind of weak blood relationship, without any soft-hearted ingredients.

Newborns are hungry and their first lesson in survival is hunting companions.

And the best target is naturally their mothers who have just given birth, are low on physical strength, and are slow to move.

——The bright halo of super-high civilization is covered with a blood-red background.

So weak, substituting himself in, shuddered suddenly.

No, is the plot crooked? Why is Jiang Xiaona's simple automatic transmission mode? Her, this is not only a manual transmission with full throttle, but also the kind of landslide, melting of glaciers and even space wars halfway through!

she! Do not! Clothes!

bully! Tea! too! very!

Such a weak life is like a little star who has been forced to play and has not paid overtime, and a resentment breaks through the surface.

"Sister, come by my side."

Westminster Temple whispered softly.

"Didn't you already pray to me? I allow it."

In the sixth life, the bone wings were shaken, the dragon's breath spit out, and the molten slurry swept away.

"laugh!"

The blood-red dragon's breath, which can melt the most solid matter in the universe, encountered a strong enemy, and the young protoss came with a smile, his eyebrows soothed, without a trace of abnormality. Only as he approached, a white suit representing the bridegroom was gradually burnt and corroded, showing the shape of tiny ant nest-like holes.

The pheromone of vetiver became strong, permeated, fleeing, and fell crazily with the air wave, the eyes of the Protoss were reddish, and there was a faint crazy mood.

The divine smell of myrrh frankincense is getting thicker.

The divine side is devouring the sentinel's intellect.

"Red, I heard it is the color of salvation."

Mincy sighed, "But, I really don't like it very much."

Therefore, the wayward and arrogant Protoss has laid down a rule-his temple of prayer does not allow any objects about red to appear.

With a touch of his finger, the snow-white air wave rushed in, and the puppets on the guest seats were the first to suffer and were frozen into white statues.

The sparkling, silvery lustre of the divine power also covered the spiritual body, and the dragon's breath of the sixth life was frozen in the air, collapsing like powder. It no longer hesitates, picking up the crowd and running. Because it is so weak that it is the only one in the field who can still jump and launch an attack, the sixth generation subconsciously ignores her and takes the wounded to go first based on the combat habit developed over a long period of time.

So weak: "???"

Why would she be put behind? In order to make a logical conclusion? !

Your love is disappearing too fast!

Such a weak hate that he has two legs, but he can't run with two wings.

Moreover, the church building is rather weird, and he is too weak to use his green vines to play with those bushes and jumps. The reason why such a weak wandering on the edge of life and death has not died, I have to thank my suspicious and cautious habit of turtle feathers!

"What about people?"

Spiritual fluctuations came.

The sixth generation received the master’s signal and immediately asked for credit, "Of course people are in the thick and safe nest of Lord Long!...Huh? Where's the people?"

The Quantum Beast flying high in the sky finally found something wrong.

It looked down, and it happened to stare at the weak spot on the ground.

The latter rolled his eyes at it like a fish.

The resentment is deep.

Especially the weaker who missed the time to follow it through the barrier, and was sturdyly blocked by the door of the church, and the transparent barrier couldn't be broken no matter how shot it was.

Sixth generation: "..."

When it's over, it's okay to save people, only to save the rival, and the owner will definitely skin him.

Although it has no skin.

The sound of footsteps behind him became clearer and clearer, and he couldn't break the barrier at the door even with various methods, and he could not help hearing a "bang".

Her hair was flying, and half of the church wall collapsed completely.

After the dusty rustle fell, the church showed signs of horror in the afternoon-the model of the building's muscles and bones turned out to be a silver birdcage!

A beam of sunlight suddenly penetrated the heavy dust, and the tall figure stood on the dark purple mecha.

Behind him, there were countless deep red and light blue muzzles.

"Wow--"

The other party took off the protective helmet, and the god-like blonde hair was drowned in the noisy wind and waves, in the brilliant red and blue tones, as if being pulled into fuzzy silver lines. A dark purple body armor, with regular pull lines, a straight waist, and the combat pants straight into the black military boots, revealing a gorgeous and cold sense of futuristic machinery.

As for why he was so weak, he looked so carefully, mainly because the appearance of the fantasy clan next to him was too abstract and permeating.

After a series of escapes, most of the weak energy was consumed. Suddenly, he was attacked by the invisible spirit of the fantasy race.

She had no choice but to use the beauty of Sivir's royal family to save her hope in the world.

Both are super-high civilizations. Both the Void Demon and the Fallen Protoss are the first-class beauty in the universe, so weak that the Illusion Race is also very wronged. After all, compared to these two **** races, the fantasy race was a little bit irritable during the courtship period, and was usually a quiet and docile little angel who was easy to flicker, but didn't light up the appearance value.

The royal family of Sivir squinted a pair of blood pupils, and the icy voice lingered in his ears, full of mockery, "Ms. Ming's wedding dress is really ingenious. Are you planning to change your career to become a wedding dress designer."

So weak looked down.

In order to facilitate the battle, she had torn the wedding dress into short skirts long ago. In addition, the church was bombarded many times, and the fine dust on the top fell down, and her wedding dress could not be seen. In particular, the **** handprints of two men still remain on it, which at first glance looks like a "victim wedding dress" specially for the horror theme.

She was so weak that running high heels was a hindrance, so she squeezed it down and used it as a weapon, and didn't know where it was thrown.

She smiled without a smile, "Yes, I wonder if the arbiter is interested in being a guest at the wedding?"

Said this from the mouth of the weak, without any hesitation in his actions, he swished quickly over the broken wall.

"Click."

As the bride escaped from the "birdcage", this area full of churches instantly turned into purgatory, the **** sunset seemed to be torn apart by the black hands behind the scenes, and the sticky light shone behind her.

A piece of cut claw drilled out of the soil, and suddenly grabbed the weak ankle.

She stepped on her face blankly.

"Click! Click! Click!"

The knuckles are fragmented.

With such a brutal footwork, Withered Bone retreated and didn't dare to catch her casually anymore. The weaker one is that he twisted his waist and slid towards the dark blue interstellar mecha with the help of the spiritual thread.

"call out--"

The sound of breaking air.

A tube of faint fire came straight at her.

So weak and stared straight, isn't it, just say a few words?

The next moment, Lan Yan turned a corner and hit a snow-white statue behind her.

With a bang, the statue fell apart.

The smell of gunpowder rushed into the nasal cavity, and he was so weak that he was firmly caught by his hands, and he stabilized his pace in the wind and waves.

It was too weak to be hypocritical, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times, and he hugged the young crown prince's neck. Yu Guang looked back, and it was a densely packed mechanical muzzle, all unmanned and self-driving.

"Only you are here?"

Chi allowed her to hang on her body, and asked, "Otherwise? Does Miss Ming feel that her popularity is so popular in the universe?"

Are you here yet?

So weak resisted the impulse of the poisonous tongue, thought for a while, and asked for the original owner, "Where are the Marquis and Madam Berg?"

In fact, according to the power and position of this noble couple, as long as you carefully investigate, the identity of the true and false lady is easily revealed, but they have been slow to act. So weak thinking, this may be to maintain their fragile and poor self-esteem, right? Face is better than blood relationship. They would rather have a well-behaved girl than reconcile with the weak and shameful enemy.

It's no wonder that the employers were treated like that-because they didn't inherit the sentiment talent and were given up by them.

It is not so much that the duchess suspects that the lady is cheating, it is better to say that they don't want this mediocre daughter. Otherwise, in this age of developed and authoritative interstellar, you can still lose a duke’s lady?

It's a joke.

If I lost it, I lost it, and when no children were born, I started to pick up the family affection again, trying to appease my conscience that had been guilty for many years.

Gee.

It's pretty cheap.

Fortunately, Party A’s father doesn’t have the habit of recognizing his ancestors and returning to the ancestors, otherwise he won’t be able to perform as the weak one.

"They took Jiang Xiaona back."

Chi did not conceal each other's behavior in the slightest, "Miss Ming, it is a pity that you were abandoned by your biological parents." The couple did a good job, saying that they would return on their return journey. They were even afraid that the fallen protoss would seek revenge against the surrounding people. People keep emphasizing that Jiang Xiaona is their daughter, and belittle her weak, so as to break away from the relationship.

"I knew it." The weak wished sincerely, "I hope Jiang Xiaona can give them their retirement."

The hostess is a walking unlucky body. The luckier she is, the more unlucky for others. I don't know how much luck the cheap parents can have for her? Not only was she weak, but she was also a little happy. If it weren't for the difficulty of getting out now, she would really like to see them fail all the way.

"Yebo Yebo!"

It's ok! The fantasy clan is your home! You are always welcome to be a guest!

The little angel of the fantasy tribe comforted the weak with kindness.

So weak looking towards Chi.

Graduated from the Central Tower One, the royal family who is proficient in cosmic interstellar language pursed his lips and translated to her, "They said, welcome to stay in the magic star, and they will definitely introduce you to the most handsome partner in the universe."

So weak and shocked.

She hurriedly hugged the arms of the people around her, terrified and crying, "Then tell them, I, I don't deserve them the most handsome in the universe!"

She was so weak that she didn't cry in the face of Minxi, but when she faced the fantasy clan, her legs were weak!

I'm not worthy!

"Yebo?"

The fantasy tribe tilted its head, wondering why their little friend's heartbeat suddenly accelerated?

Chi indifferently, "What model does Miss Ming want to find? I will tell them so that they can be customized according to your standards."

So weak without hesitation, he opened his mouth and said, "You are like this!"

"..."

The Void Demon bent down, and the tip of her nose hooked her cheek, "You are not afraid of being used as a fertile nourishment, and then let the devil's seed eat you?"

So weak smirk.

This guy is a sentry with developed five senses, he must have heard everything.

"There is a truth, maybe I shouldn't tell you." Chi took off his black gloves and pressed his fingertips against his lips. He watched her and slowly opened his mouth. The color of his tongue was very light, like a delicate and soft cherry. freeze.

Chi tightly pinched the end of the forbidden flower.

"Stab it."

Pupils shattered, blood torn.

The pain spread throughout the body.

Chi bluntly pulled out the tip of his tongue forbidden flowers, and with a warm and strange blood, he sucked on his weak lips.

His voice was inaudible.

"I really like you more than unborn seeds."

The blond demon turned around and fell straight from the sky.

Bone wings spread out, carrying the blood-red setting sun, too weak to touch the corner of his clothes.

"No... what does he mean? Kiss me goodbye?" So weak and confused, "Should we not discuss a battle plan at this time?"

The fantasy race stared at her.

Then they took out a crumpled ball of paper.

The owner's sharp handwriting was engraved on it, and two items were written succinctly.

First, three minutes after kissing, take the infected person's blood dose and leave immediately.

The second is to settle on the magic star.

The "blood medicine of the infected" is the blood of the fantasy tribe, and the conservative and rigorous crown prince Chi, who has no idea at what price, has obtained this solution. Weak guesses, the fallen Protoss carries some kind of curse, maybe the living people cannot leave the planet, and they are converted into the affiliated "infected" of the illusion race, or they can get into the loopholes in the rules in another form and escape the curse. .

On the other hand, even though the Central Star considers itself the Turing clan, it absolutely does not dare to accept the sentry guide who absorbs the blood of the fantasy clan.

Even if they were willing to accept it, the treatment would be similar to that of the experimental mice, and they were imprisoned in the Academy of Sciences.

The crown prince Chi carefully considered all aspects, but he did not expect--

The phantom clan is a **** road fool at all!

If it weren't so weak to stop them, the sixth life would like to cook them with dragon's breath!

She is so weak that she is quickly digesting the blood abilities of the fantasy race. Unlike Slan and Pei Huan, her mental body has not been damaged too much, and the good basic conditions make the speed of evolution quite optimistic.

Her blood vessels gradually turned blue, and her mental picture faintly emerged.

Pei Huan is a dark guide, and he is quite familiar with this similar mental turmoil. He "saw" a forbidden door had condensed behind her. Thousands of chains were entangled, and they imprisoned her like thorns. He restrained her like a poisonous snake, and tried his best to let the darkness in the deepest part of the guide fall asleep.

And the blood agent of the illusion race's infected person accelerated the corrosion of that layer of barrier.

Pei Huan squeezed her hand with a solemn expression, "Don't go any further, you will lose yourself."

After entering Turing Academy, he collected her information, and also checked the monitoring of the botanical garden. When her deep consciousness awakened, what was released was definitely not the sunshine of redemption.

really--

The chains in the mental picture were all cut off at a certain moment.

She looked at his pupils with extreme excitement, like a hunter in the night, "The Dark Wizard has a talent for devouring... I will try, can I?"

"no."

She sniped his glands.

Pei Huan's enthusiasm for bonding was once again uncontrollable.

She was like biting a live fish with sharp teeth. Before he died, she would never give in.

Pei Huan suddenly thought of what he had overheard, and he was as weak as warning again and again, don't approach him, because the dark guide is a lunatic who devours the same kind. When the love is strong, it will be transformed into an incurable killing intent. He always thought that one day he could not help but make her a doll that would only smile at him, and as a result—

She "infected" first and evolved into a dark wizard!

She even came to take away his spiritual authority and become the only, absolute, and unprovoked dark guide!

Only one centimeter away, Pei Huan can pinch the back of her neck.

The other party stretched out his hand to wrap around his waist, like a young plant, full of attachment and admiration, but frantically absorbing the nutrients of the big tree.

"Help me... Help me... I'm hungry..."

There is a voice going back and forth in the spiritual world.

"……Owner!"

"Master!... She is eating me away!"

"Master! Sober up soon! I will disappear!!!"

The mental body made a sharp cry.

Invasion, fester, despair, disintegration, she is the rule of blood red, dominating his will.

Pei Huan's pupils gradually dilated.

"School girl...weak...don't forget me..."

His head hangs limply on her shoulders.

A pale, blue finger pressed against the man's face, and her voice was cold, without a hint of temperature.

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way."