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Chapter 811 Inheritance

Legend has it that in the Yujin King's court, there is a creature called a big priest. She lives on a male creature called Zhao Wujiang.

The creatures called the priests are not stained with the ground, only once landed once, and when they landed, it was a sound.

Now, she is experiencing the ups and downs of her voice, sometimes high, sometimes depressed.

God will be dark, late star comes out.

The sky of the jade account king's head is extremely clear, and there are night stars that flash.

The nearby Tianshan Mountain is hazy under the night, looking up at the high place, and in the heavens, it can see the waist covered by the white snow.

I don't know if the beauty hums is too grieving, or the hero wants to bow his head, the upside -down phoenix in the palace of the ancestors finally stops.

"Hello, I am a strand of wind at the foot of Tianshan Mountain. I want to interview two parties. What is going on?"

As one of the witnesses, at this time, he hovered next to Zhao Wujiang and the big priest. Watching Zhao Wujiang helping the priest Lin Lang to dress, he rubbed from time to time.

"I'm hungry, go for dinner first." Zhao Wujiang said.

"Okay." The priest red lips opened lightly, her eyes, and she still wanted to eat Zhao Wujiang, but she followed Zhao Wujiang and said that she would go to dinner.

If there was not a witness to be present, everyone would be deceived, thinking that the two were just a meal.

As everyone knows, the two are the intersection of the blend of fish and water.

You know too much, it is often not a good thing.

Zhao Wujiang waved his hand, took one or two winds in front of him, and raised his hair for the big sacrifice.

The priest has a shame of the goddess of the iceberg and the shame of the little daughter. She filmed Zhao Wujiang's hand and died of the two winds.

I do n’t know what kind of wind.

Obviously, Lang Lang loved you and me, and now you do n’t recognize people.

Perhaps it is still overwhelming. Maybe it is the one or two winds brought by Zhao Wujiang to pull the sword.

Zhao Wujiang took a step away and supported his waist. Maybe he was hungry.

The big priest was a little shy and dissatisfied before, but at this time, he looked at the back of Zhao Wujiang's departure. There was a little more taste in his heart.

The five flavors are mixed, but so.

She will never be because of Zhao Wujiang's handsomeness, romantic, calm and transparent, humorous, long -lasting, gentle and considerate, sweet and sweet, pregnant, talented, gentle and moist .....

. So there is any feeling for Zhao Wujiang!

What I feel is her body, how can she do it with her?

She retracted her eyes and returned to the original appearance, such as the fire lotus and the iceberg, which was extremely cold. Her lotus walked, walking barefoot to the palace that she cultivated in her usual way.

She wants to refine Zhao Wujiang's pure white gas in her body.

She didn't know, if she never felt hot and satisfied, she would always endure the cold loneliness.

After these days, perhaps every night in the future, the night wind will be spiny and cold, making her like an ice cellar.

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Zhao Wujiang is really hungry.

He drank the salty milk tea with a big mouth, chewing the crispy cake with a big mouth, eating very fragrant, very serious.

Sitting with him was a middle -aged man wearing a splendid purple robe and a cloud wolf embroidered on the purple robe.

In Zhao Wujiang's view, this middle -aged man is a bit weird. To be precise, it does not meet his original imagination.

Junlang, of course, after all, it is the father of the young and refined little princess, Gu Lieli.

The temperament is humble, and the skeleton is not as strong as the general grassland warrior, and the face does not seem to belong to the grassland.

If it wasn't for the expensive jade ware worn on the body, Zhao Wujiang would definitely take the king of the jade account king, and recognized the people of Daxia.

The king of the grassland jade tent did not disturb Zhao Wujiang to eat, nor did he feel that Zhao Wujiang's eyes had no disrespect.
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