1243.Undead vegetative is a specialty of Glamour Island, you must try it
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The door of a shop was crowded with people. When Hao Lang was wondering what good things were being sold inside, he heard a familiar voice coming from inside..
No longer can just anyone chase the spirit rabbit, shout at the disciples of the Invisible Peak, and despise the useless method that has been passed down intermittently..
If Wu Yunxian doesn't know, then Wu Yunxi most likely doesn't know either. The two of them may only know that this area is dangerous. As for what lies deep in the danger, both of them are confused..
“Haha, this is a bit vague. The Fruit of Destiny is spread all over the sea, but you can only take it if you find your own one..
Hao Lang looked at everyone and smiled with satisfaction, "I understand everyone's thoughts, but don't worry, you deserve this reward. Just take it. As for the island's construction funds, you don't have to worry about it.".
“There should be... no problem, right? "Ding Sixi doesn't want to believe that gods are malicious towards humans, so what hope does humans have?？
Cough, cough, cough. Su Cheng, who was choked by dust and kept coughing, looked at his fist in shock, and then at the huge fist pit that appeared on the ground, with an incredible expression..
As the saying goes, "The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind." Brother Scar never expected that he would meet Alu here..
I nodded to Wu Ruoxi and said: Don't worry! I'll be fine. I'll call you when the time comes. After speaking, I touched her head..
Nowadays, S-level masters and above are already the top combat power in the interstellar, but their number is not very large. The number of 3S-level masters is even rarer, no more than a hundred..
“Now, I leave it to you." Xingyue closed her eyes fiercely, sinking all her thoughts into the depths of her consciousness..
As the old ghost of dead wood finished speaking, Zhou Hong's hands trembled unconsciously. He slowly raised his head and glanced at the old ghost of dead wood in the sky. Then, his hands still tremblingly touched the Qiankun bag at his waist. Although I am not willing to give in, money is nothing compared to my own life..
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