he's soul immediately distributed branching off

the body is still weak, showing a trace of desperation in her eyes, but immediately, then silver Yayi Yao, Li channel: way, she's soul immediately distributed branching off of the Mountain, about the final bang, crash, together with the strong hint that the immorality of the mood, also crumbled, all the volumes to Liu Mei in vivo. All this is occurring in the fast time, almost is Liu Mei Wang Lin's eyes to the moment, Mei Ji collapse. In that moment, a surge of some monstrous pink mist yu, Liu Mei crazy body from every vent out of the sweat pores, Liu Mei body clothing, suddenly dissipated, turned into ash, displayed in front of Wang Lin, is a wonderful extreme, people hope the fans Jiaoqu pretty dance of God. Wang Lin's body, in the pink fog diffusion of the moment, no time to transfer and walk, gallop retire immediately, while waved in front of his right hand, a surge of winds with a zenith, suddenly filled the air, fog, blowing powder . But, although he retire soon, but that kind of wind sweeping move, the pink fog that is no stagnation, as if nothing in the present in general, are not hindered by the wind, wild spread. Its spread too fast, Wang Lin back in the fog still make some flour, along the sweat pores of his body, penetrating the inner. Just drill into the body of the powder mist, not much. Wang Lin zenith body a turn, they forcibly suppressed off, His face was gloomy, the body rapidly back, this will be too pink mist attacks. Mist, out of a pretty dance figure, gradually revealing the face. Liu Mei, the original pure white skin, the color at the moment