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The smelters are physically strong and have a lot of physical strength. At this time, they can still walk as fast as they can, but the cultivators are more vulnerable than one. They are the people who refine the spirit. The requirements for physical strength are not high. Less, suddenly let them climb the mountain alone, they just want their lives, have not taken a few steps, the monsoon smoke saw a thin arm of the water, the young man with a thin face, sitting in the shade of the tree, half dead and dead .

It is exactly fifty, when the sun is the most poisonous, the people on the mountain road are getting scarcer. Most of the teenagers choose to avoid the scorching sun in the shade.

The monsoon smoke does not feel exhausted, but I don't want to go ahead with the hot sun. I simply walked into the woods and hurryed through the shade of trees.

After walking for a while, the monsoon smoke felt a little thirsty, and he found a big tree and sat down for a short break.

I was holding the smell of the monsoon smoke in the backpack. I heard a change in the grass on the side. The voice couldn’t tell the strangeness. It was like the grass on the ground was rubbed, and the metal could be heard. sound.

The eyes of the monsoon smoke left the police, although there was no beast in the mountains of the Imperial College, but before they heard it, there were rumors that the Yaozu quietly sneaked into it, trying to kill the students of Imperial College.

Just as the monsoon smoked his eyes halfway, he wondered if he would soon see the murderous demon in the rumor.

A wretched figure suddenly climbed out of the grass...

The monsoon smoke was a bit dumbfounded. Before she could see the look of the monk, the man had already discovered the figure of the monsoon smoke. Almost in an instant, the man slammed into the foot of the monsoon smoke. Just when the monsoon smoke considered whether to open the other side, the man suddenly stretched out the muddy claws and grabbed the ankles of the monsoon smoke!

"Hero!!!" Stone sorrowful mourning.

"Well, let's stutter!" The sly squatting at the foot of the monsoon, the head turned upside down, the face full of dust, only a pair of eyes crying and tears See clearly.

The monsoon is smouldering.

This unidentified object is actually an individual!

The man's gaze moved from the body of the monsoon smoke to the dried meat of the monsoon smoke.

The monsoon smoke clearly saw his difficult swallowing a sip of water, and his eyes followed the food in his hand.

She slowly reached out and leaned the meat in her hand against the man's eyes.

The man’s eyes almost didn’t come out of green light, and the chapped lips were one by one, and they were about to shed water...

"Want to eat?" The monsoon smoke raised his eyebrows slightly.

The man nodded.

"Let's let go first." The monsoon smoke stared at him and grabbed his paw.

The man trembled and retrieved his hand, and the monsoon smoked the clean trousers, revealing the black lacquered five fingerprints.

The mouth of the monsoon smoke is slightly twitching.

She has such new pants.

"Hero..............." The trembling voice floated out of the man's scorpion. Rao was in the scorching sun, and the monsoon smoke was stirred up by the sound of the waves.

Before the person opened again, the monsoon smoked a piece of meat directly into the man's mouth, so as not to suffer from the magic sound.

At the entrance of the meat, the eyes of the man immediately sat up and satisfied, and snorted and climbed from the ground.

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[A north time difference is reversed, this part is today's update, and will start to update at night, =3=]

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