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Rong Ci was dying and struggling, "Good god, you let me take Ah Xue back to the Snow Palace!" Really, for his sister's sake, he didn't even want a face.
Think of him as a shangxian, how many small immortals are sought after ah. Today, it has ended up like this.
Ling Mei did not hesitate to throw a blank eye to Rong Ci: "You don't want to marry Burning Snow, but you always want to abduct her, there is no such reason, right?"
Rong Cijian, why did his sister go to Mei Palace?
"I don't care, if you don't agree, I won't leave." Rong Ci began to play Lai, looking like a child more than a child.
Cloud Palace.
"Xiao Qinxuan, call out your gods to me." Peach scorched snow in a light pink dress, like a peach blossom, bright
Scorching.
Many xiao immortals couldn't help but stare sideways.
It's a peach blossom demon, right?
Speculation goes on.
If the people who had fought in the Great War sixty thousand years ago were here, they would have recognized her.
The god on the snow who killed all sides was like this.
A simple pink, hooking.
Xiao Qin Xuan laughed, Qing Xue on the gods, can't be bothered.
I don't know if the Purple Night God in his family took the wrong medicine? Dare to provoke such a female star.
"Tell you, if I don't see anyone today, I'll smash this Cloud Palace." Peach was furious, and she said she had forgotten something.
It turned out that he had broken her exquisite cup.