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357: end

Zhao Ranxin turned his face and floated in the air and smiled charmingly at Lan Fanyin, "Lan Fanyin, it's really surprising! You have really recovered your memory. But... how does it feel to hurt your beloved seriously with your own hands? How wonderful is it?"

She knew she would lose, so she tried to anger Lan Moon with her own language.

Lan Huayin's heart was thrusting. This was her wound and his wound.

But she wouldn't show it, "I at least have a chance to hurt people, what about you?"

Because Yi Yanfeng loves her, he gave her a chance to hurt him, but what about her?

Just sprinkle salt on the wound, who can't?

"To be honest, I really look forward to you being wiped out in ten months."

Zhao Ranxin's face looked ugly and ugly.

Mo Zixiang looked at Yi Yanfeng deeply, but he was so heartbroken that he didn't look at her. There was only the blue voice in his eyes...

"In two years, my mouth is very good, but I don't know if your strength is as powerful as your mouth?"

Lan Xuanyin smiled slightly, "You will know."

"Feng, I think it's time for me and her to finish it." Lan Mian turned around and looked at Yi Yanfeng.

Yi Yanfeng rubbed her hair pamperedly, lowered his head and kissed her lips. "Yeah, come on, wife!"

As soon as these words were said, let alone Zhao Ranxin, even Jin wanted to kick him away.

He is still good at getting a cheaper one. Humph!

"Yeah, thank you husband."

Bing Zhining only felt goosebumps all over the floor.

Not to mention how jealous Mo Zixiang and Zhao Ranxin are.

"Little madam, I want it too!"

Lan Miyin chuckled and hugged Jin, "Thank you brother!"

OK... Brother is brother.

Jin smiled tenderly and satisfied.

“赵然忻小姐,你要不要也让你身后的几位给你几个爱的鼓励呢?”蓝婼音的表情别说有多欠揍了.

Zhao Ranxin glared at her angrily, "Lan Mu Yin, don't be proud!"

Lan Ma Yin clapped her hands, "So smart! I'm just proud!"

The body slowly moved to Zhao Ranxin.

Jin and Yi Yanfeng both retreated for a while, and this ending was done by Lan Xuanyin.

With them here, Zhao Ranxin can't do anything conspiracy.

Mo Zixiang couldn't fly, so she could only stand on the ground and watch them.

"Bing Zhining, won't you be with her? If you don't join forces, no one will be qualified to be my opponent!" Lan Huan's arrogant words were true.

Bing Zhining and Zhao Ranxin glared at her angrily, "Lan Muyin, you look down on others too much!"

"Then try it?"

Bing Zhining stood next to Zhao Ranxin and watched Lan Muyin.

Zhao Ranxin's long white hair is flying, and there is a strange magical nature in her green eyes.

A black wind blade flew towards the blue moan.

A long white whip appeared in Lan Huayin's hand, blocking the wind blade. The wind blade broke the long whip in half, and Zhao Ranxin sneered.

Lan Huan smiled without any impurities, and the broken whip recovered again, rolled up the wind blade and swallowed it.

At this time, the mandala in Bing Zhining's hand also flew over.

Lan Miyin's eyes flashed with purple light, and Mandala disappeared in front of her.

In the first game, it was just a test, and Lan Xuan won the pronunciation completely.

"You want to take your time with me, but I don't have the intention or time! Xiao Zi, Xiao Ying, Xiao Ling, Xiao Yu Xiaoman." The five flower spirits joined forces to condense into five-color lotus to deal with Zhao Ranxin and Bing Zhining, which is considered to be a compliment to them.

The two failed to delay the tactics. When they heard Lan Huan's pronunciation, they knew that she was going to summon those difficult elves. There were actually five?

One is already very tricky.

Five small figures appeared in the air, and Xiao Zi looked at Bing Zhining with a sweet smile with a stiff expression.

"Hello, Miss Zhining!" When Bing Zhining obtained the mandala, he originally wanted to take Xiao Zi as the flower spirit, but unfortunately he didn't get Xiao Zi's approval.

"Flower Spirits Taken?" There are still five...

You must know that after she becomes a god, she can only have the Mandala Flower Spirit to obtain the ability to transform, but she has five!

Lan Miyin ignored her, "Xiao Zi! Deal with them with one move!"

"no problem!"

The small scepter appeared in the hand, and the five flower spirits lined up in circles and quickly rotated, condensing into a lotus in the middle.

It is the kind of lotus used to deal with the flower buds.

As Lan Mu's pronunciation becomes a god, Hua Ling naturally rises to a higher level.

Zhao Ranxin is also gathering defense. Her arrogance makes her never admit defeat even if she faces the fate of losing.

Bing Zhining's face was a little complicated. Lan Muyin was so strong that they could not defeat them even if they joined forces?

The little lotus flew towards the two of them through the air, but the energy contained in it was terrifying.

The explosion sounded loudly, and the small lotus rose up to the huge mushroom cloud.

Mo Zixiang looked shocked.

Yi Yanfeng hugged Lan Moon and said, "Wife, you are so awesome!"

Jin, "..."

"Reward me one?"

"Pooh-" He kissed her lips heavily.

Jin "..."

Lan Mo Yin smiled like a flower. "Are they dead?"

"No." Jin quietly looked at another figure that appeared in the smoke of gunpowder.
Chapter completed!
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