Diablo Destruction

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　　 On the way home, I met many friendly and cordial greetings.

　　 "Elder Fan, I heard that your sword was cut off? Please be sorry."

　　 "Your Excellency, the old will not go and the new will not come. I wish you a better one."

　　 "Oh, Boss Fan, I heard that your most beloved weapon has been cut off? Can you give me the fragments?"

　　 It was very good at the beginning, and they were all sincere blessings. I also greeted and responded patiently.

　　 "No festival, no sorrow."

　　 "It's coming, it's coming."

　　 "You go, you go."

　　 After arriving, the greeting gradually changed, such as this.

　　 "Brother Wu, I heard that your sword is gone?"

　　 "Brother Wu, I heard that you were finally Altoche?"

　　 sword? What kind of sword is it?

cut? What is cut?

　　 Please speak clearly at once, and don't cause unnecessary misunderstandings, bastard! It's finally, do you still have to go for a big run?

　　 It's just a few hours, where did the news come from? The method of elimination is absolutely impossible for Altria, so only...

　　 Well, there is no need for elimination at all, the dwarf’s mouth is a hole in the sieve.

　　 I'm a little bit painful. I knew I wouldn't go to Mu's winter melon anyway. Not only did I leak the news, but I was also bored in the blacksmith's shop as free labor for an afternoon, and people were almost cooked through.

Moreover, I have a hunch that, before tomorrow, this small accident, which was originally simple and could not be simpler, will be compiled into a variety of medium and long gossips. Based on my years of experience in the bar, it should be "Hundred Clan Noodles". The first color and the heart are not changed, and when you are in hell, you don't forget to accept the new concubine. The elf queen can't bear it, tearfully cut off the roots of her husband's troubles." This script is the most popular.

　　 Among them, how to cut off, when, where, under what circumstances, what was still doing at the moment, these doubts are the most talked about by everyone.

Following this question to continue the discussion, I also thought of the most popular explanations. The hot words are nothing more than liking the new and disgusting the old, not coming home at night, staying alone in the empty room, catching rapes in bed, begging hard, staying unmoved, frequent domestic violence, pregnancy. In September, hold on for your son, roll down the stairs, fight with chickens and eggs, start chaos and finally abandon, all thoughts are ashamed, love begets hate, and go to hell.

　　 Look, nowadays, the most popular urban romantic drama, the outline is there, plus a little bit of male and two females, strong stepmother, cowardly father, scheming girlfriend, sea turtle, bamboo horse, divorce, car accident, amnesia and terminal illness.

　　 I thought that instead of letting the rumors fly in the sky, it would be better to make up one by myself? At least control it within your own brain.

　　 While playing around with the idea of ​​hurting one thousand and eight hundred, he ran into Miss Spider at the door of the house.

"Hello."

　　 "Um...Hello, Ms. Elian, you are..."

　　 "I was invited to a banquet, why, not welcome?"

　　 "Where, I'm just worried that the noisy atmosphere might make you unhappy."

　　 "It's okay. Although I like quietness, the occasional noise is also a good experience. Besides, no matter how lively banquets are, I have also experienced them."

　　 Saying this, Miss Spider seemed to be unable to sink into the tide of memories, her dark eyes gradually blurred. ,

"That was a long, long time away from today. The development of the religion is very smooth. Compared with the many unknown disasters before, it is almost like a dream. In just ten years, there are no less than a million believers. In order to celebrate, I decided to hold a grand sacrament banquet, inviting all the middle and high-level believers, more than a thousand people..."

"Then there is a local tradition. Every holiday celebration, a large amount of flour is prepared. Everyone grabs the flour and throws it on the nearby people to show off food and clothing. On that day, in the magnificent temple that was just built, thousands of believers also did this. Celebration, right."

　　 Ms. Spider nodded silently, without showing any unexpected expression. When she exposed the only name Illian, she already knew all the details of her presence in the mainland, she would be touched clearly.

She just looked at me with searching eyes: "After so many years, there is only a little curiosity left in my heart. The big explosion that happened when night fell, who is the assassin, I don’t know if the elder can help me. ."

　　 "I'm sorry, but the identity of the mysterious and heroic assassin has not been passed down and is known to the world."

　　 When I first saw Miss Spider’s 87 ways to die, I wanted to add a preface to the front, just like drawing a circle when the prisoner appeared in a detective comic.

　　 The assassin is-flour! !

　　 "That's really a shame, it seems that the failure of that time will once again become an unsolved mystery."

　　 For some reason, when Miss Spider said the word "again" plainly, my eyes were a bit sad, and suddenly I felt how humble and insignificant I was, worrying about rumors and gossip.

　　 This time I lost the miserable competition. Miss Spider, with absolute dominance strength, won the crown again.

　　I don't know why, after separating from Miss Spider, I became inexplicably proud.

　　Until I met the Shuangna combination, it was just a sentence.

　　 "I heard that your thing was cut?"

　　 "The murder weapon stained with blood, now finally awarded."

　　 Seeing their eyes full of teasing, there was only one sentence left in my mind at that time.

　　呔, female fairy, take my grandson a stick!

　　 But it doesn't work, I can't even think about it, so I feel more confident that I am a monkey.

　　 These two female fairies...Ah, yeah, these two female perverts, I still don’t know them? Just pretending to be, the real guns were fired, and all of them were exposed.

"What is the thing you said, have you seen it? Have you touched it? Have you used it? Have you eaten it? Have you made it clear, hesitating and veiled, when did your little mother Long Lena even say it? Don't have the courage to tell the truth?"

　　 said to Ben Zina again: "What blood? What murder weapon? Did it have you? Otherwise, what does it have to do with you? By the way, does the puppet have blood? Give me Kangkang?"

　　 Two heavy punches counterattacked. At that time, Shuangna's face rose like blood.

　　...

　　 "Veras." Rena, who was still blushing, hooked the little cook in the kitchen: "Are the dishes ready?"

"It's not so bad, why, I'm already hungry? You can eat a little first." The puppy wiped the fragrance of the temples, the face of the light reflected by the orange light of the kitchen fire, and the soft black eyes that were like water. It is like a bodhisattva of compassion. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "Just a little bit...Ah, it's not like that. I didn't find you because I was hungry, although I was a bit hungry." When Nana pulled her sleeves behind her, Lena remembered the business.

　　 "I want you to add one more dish."

　　 She dragged a violently squirming living body out of the darkness, and her smile gradually became grim.

　　 "The name of the dish is called-shredded and stir-fried that stuff!"

　　 Velas: "???"

　　 "Can't it work?" Seeing Verasi's troubled expression, Lena quietly hid the squirming living body behind her: "Is it afraid of seeing blood? How about I get the materials for you?"

　　 "Even if you say that..." Verasi's head tilted slightly.

　　 "My lord... it's not a thing."

　　 "Who said he is not a gadget? He is a gadget! A shameless nasty thing!" Lena blurted out, and then she was tightly covered by Nana's own mouth.

　　 "Lena, Nana, even if you have a good relationship with an adult, you can't make a joke too much." Velas tightly tightened the pan in her hands, her face filled with melting tenderness.

　　 However, Shuang Na's hairs were all upright, as if the poor, weak and helpless rabbit encountered the wild beast, nodded stiffly, and hurriedly squirmed and ran away.

　　 "It seems that cooking is impossible. Veras is too keen. It has been **** with a rope, so it can be recognized at a glance."

　　 "After all, it is the first woman of a monkey." Nana glanced at the other person like a dog-headed strategist. After all, she couldn't hold back the soul of the poisonous tongue, and she blurted out.

　　 "You are the last for the time being, it's really incomparable."

　　 Leona's blood pressure at that time, almost died on the spot.

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