Does that beautiful master want to know my past and present?Well, I'll just say it reluctantly. Alas, I didn't want to say that my brilliant legendary life was.
Lin Cheng said narcissisticly that he had just worked as a worker in the past. The brilliant legend is at most just a few times of working history and swallowing his anger. However, among his peers, he was considered unlucky and hitting walls everywhere, which was also considered an unlucky legend.
Then you can make it clearer about your past and present, and don’t keep talking nonsense.
Houtu said unbearably. He thought he would not be so lonely in the future, but now he realized that he would rather like the lonely side than stay with Lin Cheng for a minute longer. No, he would not want to do it for a second. Lin Cheng was too nagging and could not stand it anymore. He didn't know that Houtu had never said a word in the river of time, but now he heard Lin Cheng's bombardment and was completely speechless.
What about my past...Hmm?!
Lin Cheng scratched the back of his head, clapped his hands and made Houtu hop pound, and it really made Houtu's heart beat faster and he was beating like a deer jumping in a chaotic breath, gently soothing his excited heart.
My past is very brilliant... I can't finish it all day and night, so I won't talk about it anymore. As for my present, you have seen it, and there is no need to talk about it anymore. The beautiful master should talk about your past.
Lin Cheng's shameless face can withstand rocket launchers, and thicker than a city wall.
Lin Cheng is the number one person who is shameless in life. He dares to recognize second place, but no one goes forward to be the first.
The first thought in Houtu’s mind was that I was fooled, the second thought was that he fooled me, and the third thought was that he directly thought about beating Lin Cheng.
You... Houtu clenched his little pink fist tightly. When the momentum was bursting, the mark behind Lin Cheng's head was dark and faint. It seemed that when Houtu punched, the mark immediately showed its power, protecting Lin Cheng, but Houtu suddenly sighed slightly. He was a little abandoned, his eyes were dark in his eyes, and he said with a look of memories.
My past is very simple, but it can also be said to be very complicated. At the time of the prehistoric world, all things were first formed, and there was no blood. All things only knew how to practice and practice. I hope to achieve enlightenment as soon as possible. After several years, the prehistoric world is still the prehistoric world. But at this time, the prehistoric world has become one of the ways of heaven.
In other words, the way of heaven is Hongjun and Hongjun is also the way of heaven. All under the way of heaven are vast and vast, and all under the saints are ants. After all, they are an ant. They seem cowardly in front of the saints who have obtained the golden immortal of Hunyuan Daluo. The war of demons and witches is just a role of heaven. This game lasts for tens of thousands of years, and the ultimate purpose of this game is itself, a game of heaven. Taiyi, Dijiang and others fight to the end but become one of the objects of heaven's devour, disappearing in the prehistoric history. The demons and witchesI am not the protagonist of the prehistoric world. My brothers are all dead. I hate the way of heaven. In order to continue the inheritance of the witch clan, I transform into reincarnation and hold my heart to return to the arms of Father Pangu. However, the way of heaven is bound to be in the Houtu Hall deep in the underworld. Others think that Houtu is sacrificed, but Houtu still retains his soul in the underworld. It's ridiculous and ridiculous. I originally thought that his witch clan bloodline could be preserved, but who knew that the old man Hongjun actually arranged again that after the Lich Battle, he arranged another battle in Zhuolu...
Houtu became sadder the more he spoke. A trace of clear tears flowed out from his beautiful eyes. His excited heart, his delicate body trembled slightly. His pink fist clenched tightly, and his blood vessels were slightly protruding. He had no doubt that if this punch hit him, he would probably fall apart even if he didn't become minced meat. Lin Cheng looked at Houtu's excited mentality, so he naturally took a few steps back with fear. Houtu continued to talk.
Lin Cheng said narcissisticly that he had just worked as a worker in the past. The brilliant legend is at most just a few times of working history and swallowing his anger. However, among his peers, he was considered unlucky and hitting walls everywhere, which was also considered an unlucky legend.
Then you can make it clearer about your past and present, and don’t keep talking nonsense.
Houtu said unbearably. He thought he would not be so lonely in the future, but now he realized that he would rather like the lonely side than stay with Lin Cheng for a minute longer. No, he would not want to do it for a second. Lin Cheng was too nagging and could not stand it anymore. He didn't know that Houtu had never said a word in the river of time, but now he heard Lin Cheng's bombardment and was completely speechless.
What about my past...Hmm?!
Lin Cheng scratched the back of his head, clapped his hands and made Houtu hop pound, and it really made Houtu's heart beat faster and he was beating like a deer jumping in a chaotic breath, gently soothing his excited heart.
My past is very brilliant... I can't finish it all day and night, so I won't talk about it anymore. As for my present, you have seen it, and there is no need to talk about it anymore. The beautiful master should talk about your past.
Lin Cheng's shameless face can withstand rocket launchers, and thicker than a city wall.
Lin Cheng is the number one person who is shameless in life. He dares to recognize second place, but no one goes forward to be the first.
The first thought in Houtu’s mind was that I was fooled, the second thought was that he fooled me, and the third thought was that he directly thought about beating Lin Cheng.
You... Houtu clenched his little pink fist tightly. When the momentum was bursting, the mark behind Lin Cheng's head was dark and faint. It seemed that when Houtu punched, the mark immediately showed its power, protecting Lin Cheng, but Houtu suddenly sighed slightly. He was a little abandoned, his eyes were dark in his eyes, and he said with a look of memories.
My past is very simple, but it can also be said to be very complicated. At the time of the prehistoric world, all things were first formed, and there was no blood. All things only knew how to practice and practice. I hope to achieve enlightenment as soon as possible. After several years, the prehistoric world is still the prehistoric world. But at this time, the prehistoric world has become one of the ways of heaven.
In other words, the way of heaven is Hongjun and Hongjun is also the way of heaven. All under the way of heaven are vast and vast, and all under the saints are ants. After all, they are an ant. They seem cowardly in front of the saints who have obtained the golden immortal of Hunyuan Daluo. The war of demons and witches is just a role of heaven. This game lasts for tens of thousands of years, and the ultimate purpose of this game is itself, a game of heaven. Taiyi, Dijiang and others fight to the end but become one of the objects of heaven's devour, disappearing in the prehistoric history. The demons and witchesI am not the protagonist of the prehistoric world. My brothers are all dead. I hate the way of heaven. In order to continue the inheritance of the witch clan, I transform into reincarnation and hold my heart to return to the arms of Father Pangu. However, the way of heaven is bound to be in the Houtu Hall deep in the underworld. Others think that Houtu is sacrificed, but Houtu still retains his soul in the underworld. It's ridiculous and ridiculous. I originally thought that his witch clan bloodline could be preserved, but who knew that the old man Hongjun actually arranged again that after the Lich Battle, he arranged another battle in Zhuolu...
Houtu became sadder the more he spoke. A trace of clear tears flowed out from his beautiful eyes. His excited heart, his delicate body trembled slightly. His pink fist clenched tightly, and his blood vessels were slightly protruding. He had no doubt that if this punch hit him, he would probably fall apart even if he didn't become minced meat. Lin Cheng looked at Houtu's excited mentality, so he naturally took a few steps back with fear. Houtu continued to talk.
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