Sunday, March 6, 2011

the general Guanghua

They look forward to watching the eyes, where Cho was light: "The two afraid to be disappointed, Zhuo Li a pass more easily, if the art of prediction, but it is not true." Guards of the supernatural powers that are not blatantly capital. Expectations are often higher, falling more impossible. Today, Zhuo who already know this truth, Cangzhuo is necessary. Of course, he did not think they know how to predict the surgery, he has learned easily in front of management, prediction of the operation, but trail Bale. Duanmu cloud wind this person because this technique stole the show, but do not know very will net off the truth, after all, destroy the soul of his death, his compass was also Zhuo Where to Make a gossip mirror. Took a deep breath, and Xiaofei Yu Tokgo dyke look a bit disappointed. "It's a pity ah. Cheuk general strength of the tough, tactical deployment of proficiency. If it can master the art of prediction, it is a great blessing of our military." Tokgo Atlas of color face are sorry, but obviously looked relaxed a lot. "Listen to the army scout brought news that the wind goes Duanmu man killed fifty years ago, but fortunately went to the enemy, otherwise I'll wait for the path worrying Xiaofei Yu then said. "Puchi" iron wolf standing on the side laughing. "Iron Commandery, why you laughing?" Tokgo Atlas asked. Iron Wolf Brother but saver, although the head hung a Commandery name, his tone is not good too tough. Cho looked at where the iron wolves, almost laughing.Tap the early chapters Sin Road three hundred and seventieth battle (II) Twenty triple the sky outside. Show the side outline of a huge stone One person sitting on the rocks, breath meditation. He wore a purple dragon robe, a Zheng Yanjing. A black lightning flashed in the eye. Suddenly a lot of air bubbles of different sizes. Flashes and black students, black flashes and out. The person's skin, the dry stone thousands of years as the general vicissitudes of life, until he had opened his eyes, skin folds, the layers off, flies for a while. Like white jade, the general Guanghua.

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