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1464. Chapter 1464 Whoever suffers can't let himself suffer

Chapter 1464 Who Can't Lost yourself if he suffers a loss

Zhu Xingzhi thought for granted that the orange spoon was indeed very capable. With a spoon holding a small book every day, writing and drawing, just like the villain.

The three people didn't delay all the way, and ran to the place where the orange spoon was fighting in one breath.

The planting fields were obviously disrupted, but many people came here. Wei Yan was also there, and there were Wu Cheng, Zhaoyu, and He Weiting, and He Weiqing brothers, all came nearby.

Orange spoon fighting, a lot of people every time.

There is no reason for him. The orange spoon learned from others. When it was time to make trouble, he could make trouble.

At this time, the orange spoon was already crying. The whole spoon was wrong, and the rose red jersey was wet. Feng Zifei's mother and son were even worse. There were bird hair on his head, bird hairs on his body, and there was no image.

If you don't know, do you think that the mother and child and the birds are dry! The bird's hair is aggressive to the puppet birds.

The birdspening birds are rushing to sue, slato: what is the hair, not a bird, what is it ???

The cursing bird hovers, slato: lying down, never seen, what is that ??? !!

The sprayed bird of water sprinkled a sip of water, choppy: ah, it is not a good bird.

The crowd of pulling the rack was breathless, seeing the grievances of the orange spoon crying, and didn't stop it, turned to solve the provocative bird bird. While everyone was busy, these birds secretly rubbed the spray water. It's so abominable.

Feng Zifei couldn't pretend to be, and a beautiful and touching face was tight. Even so, she didn't dare to move.

At the beginning, she let the orange spoon splash, and she couldn't bear it. It was made for Lin Yanhua and everyone. Let people see the unreasonable trouble of the orange spoon, showing how their mother and son are angry.

It's almost the same, the spoon comes, and there is a spoon.

When the three spoons were gathered, Feng Zifei did not dare to move.

Wu spoon Feng Zifei did not understand, but the battle of the battle spoon was great. She saw it last time. As long as it is related to the array, the hearts of Lei Yan soldiers are biased.

If the battle spoon shot, she had nowhere to say. Feng Zifei didn't want too many enemies, which was not what she wanted.

Behind the battle spoon is the warrior, and the entire battle family, Feng Zifei has some fear.

Therefore, Feng Zifei has been prepared to be dull.

Wu spoon's body is still in the rest period, so he did not show his hostility to Feng Zifei's mother and son. The battle spoon was different. Seeing that the orange spoon was crying by the disgusting mother and child, it was ready to start.

"Wait, don't worry first, ask clearly, then do it." Zhan Yan hurriedly stopped.

The orange spoon was obviously not suffering, and the people with clear eyes saw that the orange spoon would be too pitiful. It was clearly a spoon. I didn't know where to learn Xiaobaihua as a school.

Others are okay, eat this set of partial battle spoons, and the battle is bad.

Wu Cheng laughed, holding a small bump in one hand, and picking up the ground with one hand without a hairy bird. One by one was thrown into a pile.

Wu spoon lying obediently in the small bolt, the spoon was boring, and he didn't like to move. If he hadn't seen the spoon of the battle, the spoon would not make trouble. The children liked to make fun.

It does n’t matter if you do n’t pick it up. When you pick up Wu Cheng, you are startled. Good guy, the orange spoon is actually pulling hundreds of birds with a buckle.
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