s be a summoned object? A ghost? Or something else” He took a few steps back and looked at six directions. Try to find out where the controller of this projection is.
“Little handsome guy, I’m talking to you, why are you ignoring me?” The projection said again, “I have been observing 南京夜生活spa论坛 you for a long time, you are not dumb.”
Xiao Tan looked at the holographic image again, only to discover that “her” had a community mark on her jacket.
“Shanhe?” Xiao Tan’s expression changed slightly. “Are you a player?” He was not too surprised. After all, the skills in “Thriller Paradise” are all-encompassing. Maybe the opponent used some kind of clone technique or a transformation 南京桑拿会所网 technique. He became a translucent spirit body.
“She is the matcha crisp of’Shanhe’.” At this moment, another voice rang.
This is a very familiar voice with a small sigh—Feng Bujue’s voice.
Almost at the same time that the words of Brother Jue rang, the projection of the matcha pastry disappeared.
Some monks Zhang Er couldn’t figure out the strange situation after another. He hurriedly looked in the 南京龙凤网 direction of the sound, and sawa beautiful blond woman turned out of an alley not far away, and behind her was a man with a messy haircut.
“Brother Juewhat’s the situation?” Xiao Tan asked when he saw this.
At this moment, Feng Bujue was pressing one hand on the shoulder of the matcha crisp, and holding a death poker in the other hand, against the neck of the matcha crisp, “squeezing” the opponent.
“The 江苏桑拿论坛 situation is” Feng Bujue said, “When I was on my way, I found she was tracking and monitoring you secretly, so I followed and monitored her secretly.” He paused, then said, “Just now, she I probably thought that the time was ripe, so I was ready to attack you. But she didn’t expect the praying mantis will catch the cicada, and the oriole will be behind.”
“Uh Actually, the point I want to ask is” Xiao 南京桑拿夜网 sighed, “Now Why are you holding her up? Just kill it?”
“Hehehe” Feng Bujue smiled sadly, “It’s because it’s useful to keep