The lizard leather armor is undoubtedly a defensive armor for the roughness of work, and it is less than one-tenth of the pyrotechnic armor damaged by Jiang Ting.

But Jiang Zhao gladly took it and said seriously, "I will save it."

“Jian Chen, are you stupid?”

Xuan Feng rolled his eyes and said, “At this time, it is difficult for you to ask him for a emptiness character?”That's what really helps you capture the ice cream of the desert."

Ginger was beautiful and looked at the squirrels.

With her knowledge of the stone, he would not give it.

He turned around and left, without any meaning to the vanity.

Jiang Ting's beauty is somewhat bleak, the heart is very lost, she found for the first time, beauty like a flower face, may not be able to conquer men.

The fox nodded to Jiang Ting and followed Shi Yan away.

Xuan Feng put his head on the ginger, smeared the stone, and said, “Ginger, the beauty of Jiang Ting, do you see?”He is a heartless man, and it is useless for you to save his life, and you cannot touch his iron heart."

Jiang nodded, toward the Xuanfeng, she said with open arms: "Little lizard, about to be separated, the future does not know whether to see each other again, you also have to take care."

At this time, Jiang Ting was beautiful, and she came so, let the heart of the basalt thump immediately stand up, twist the lizard's head, and shouted to Shi Yan: "Stone Yan, you turn around, Jiang Ting Da Beauty wants to hug me farewell!"

Both the squirter and the fox stopped in amazement.

The wind saw the stone inflamed and fox turned around, and it was proud to wink at the stone inflammation, and the small, defiant little eye, was very weak.

Jiang Ting went to the basalt, and she caught the innate stone sword between the basalt waist with two fingers!

Stone and foxe will this scene into the eyes, ginger also naughty as the stone inflammation and ginger doveing eyes.

“Be careful, Jiang Ting wants to capture your innate stone sword!”

The skeptics immediately reminded me.

Xuanfeng directly despised: "Oh, Shi Yan brother, don't slander Jiang Ting's beauty."We are already on the turn of life and death, how can she take my absconding stone sword?And my congenital stone sword is very tied...”

There is also a "good" word, the occult wind does not say.

Because it felt the belt made of the desert stone rope around the waist, it was suddenly broken.

Two puppets in its waist fell sharply into the ground.

“Oh!”

The wind trembled and screamed in anger!

Just now to its face sincerely, to embrace the separate ginger, has quietly stood three meters away, her jade hand holding a cold flash of the innate stone sword.

“Jian Chen, don’t you make a joke, okay?”Give me back my sword."

The wind endures the urge to scold, it is good to sound the air.

Jiang Ting waved the innate stone sword and said, "How can it become your sword, you obviously took it away when I fell into the quicksand trap, it is my sword."

"Ah!“Jin, you are a bitch!”

The wind could not stop screaming.

Jiang Qiaojiao smiled, “Don’t yell at people, I just want to take back my sword.”If I really don't talk, the two puppets around your waist, I'll take them away and won't leave them to you."

Not waiting for Xuanfeng to speak, Jiang Ting added: "Furthermore, what I just said is true, you must take care."

The red spirit on his body boiled, "Don't be happy too early, one day in the future, I will take back this sword, it is mine."

Jiang Ting smiled, and finally looked deeply at the eye stone, and turned to run in the thick direction of the trees.

Xuanfeng turned his head and shouted, “Stoneitis, stop her with the apprentice-level emptiness character, and take back the innate stone sword for me!”

Shi Yan rolled his eyes and said, "The apprentice-level emptiness character can cross the void, but it cannot penetrate the physical object, and the trees and the mountain stone will block it."When you wait until I forge the artisan-level emptiness, I can help you stop Jiang Ting in this place."

“Don’t talk about that shit!”

"You can catch up with her, but you have a heart, and you will not chase her."You're Tema, you're going to make up for the ginger with my innate stone sword, you're such an asshole!"

The wind is completely unbelieving, and it is angry and spraying the fire.

He turned and walked forward, ignoring the angry wind.

Fox said: "Xuan Feng, you yourself are bewitched by the beauty of Jiang Ting, let her have a chance to ride, don't blame others here."To blame, you can only blame you for being too erotic, and not a heart that can resist temptation."

Xuanfeng stared at the big lizard: "I am a generation of love saint, there is a fraternity of thousands of beautiful people's hearts, I naturally can not be like Shi Yan, others are desperately trying to save his life, he also pits others with a hard heart."

The fox was dissatisfied and said, “How did the stone inflammation get into the ginger?”If it weren’t for him, Ginger and I would be dead.How many people in this world dare to touch it with their hands when the fire is burning, to save people?

The fox followed the squirrester.

Xuanfeng stared at the lizard's eyes and said, "Med, the hero's salvation is indeed the best way to conquer the hearts of the beautiful people, this fox spirit, all to the stone inflammation conquered the heart."

Immediately, the basalt wind fell to the ground and went to pursue the stone inflammation and fox.

Before leaving, it sensed that Jiang Ting was not far away, and it could sense that Jiang Ting was parked ten meters away.

In this direction, it shouted: "Jian Ting, I tell you, Shi Yan has put you in a bad pit, and when you know the truth, you will find that the good people in your mouth are an uncompromising black heart and villain."

Ten meters away, Jiang Ting stood on the branch of a large tree and looked at the back of the stone.

This last cry of the basalt, she just smiled, this poisoned lizard likes to lie too much, its words are completely believable.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The sound of the low howling came out under the trees.

He looked down and saw Lu Liang and other demonic people, riding on the white tiger.

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Her mount, after seeing her, came straight up the tree, rubbing her body with a huge tiger's head.

“See the Holy One.”

The people of Lu Liang bowed down to their knees.

Jiang Ting waved his hand, let Lu Liang and others get up, and asked, “Where is the elder Qiyan?”

Lu Liang responded, "Older Qishan, after seeing the signal ringing arrows, she should have arrived here immediately."

"I'm here."

Lu Liang's voice just fell, born a very delicate elder, from a distant tree, elegant jump.

Jiang's face was red, because the direction of the elder Qiyan was coming was the area where she was separated from Shi Yan and others.

As soon as Elder Qi Yan arrived, he immediately ordered: "Lu Liang left, and the others continued to hide in pieces."

“No.”

The demons, they led the way, and soon dispersed.

Lu Liang wondered, “Older Qi, you didn’t ask the saint, have you completed the task, how can you let everyone continue to hide?”

Qi Yan looked at Jiang Ting and said, "Because I already know that the saint has not completed her task."

She looked at the cold stone sword in Jiang Ting’s hand.

The tone asked with displeasure, “Saint, is it so important that you charm a poisonous fire lizard in order to get this sword?”