偷柏自拍区

  The villagers were in an uproar.

  The man strode in, holding a compass in one hand and a wooden sword in the other. The Taoist priest with a righteous face suddenly stopped.

  Four eyes face each other.

  In an instant, the man is like a balloon being deflated.

  The deer was shocked and happy.

  What a coincidence.

   Destined to meet thousands of miles away.

  Being deceived, this person is not tired of it?

  Jin Youxian almost couldn\'t hold back his superior face: Why is it her again!

  Jiang Dagui was still talking about the "abnormality" of this family, and then urged him to find the ghost quickly.

  Jin Youxian was fiddling with his compass, when suddenly he shouted sharply, and raised the mahogany sword with a swish.

  With a piercing sound.

  Jiang Dagui and Qian Zhenzhu in the crowd looked at each other, their eyes were full of malice, and their smiles had not yet risen, but suddenly froze.

  The villagers were also stunned for a moment, talking a lot.

   "Who are you referring to?"

   "Who is the ghost?

   "Jiang Chenshi? No, no, no, I saw it. The Taoist priest is referring to..."

   Money Pearl.

  The culprit, who was dragging his wounds and wanted to watch the fun, turned pale, "Master Dao, your sword is crooked..."

   "Are you questioning me?" Jin Youxian glared at Qian Zhenzhu.

  Ms. Jiang\'s complexion also changed.

  She knew the little girl in her son\'s heart, and she took the initiative to ask the Taoist priest to claim credit, thinking that he could get a share of the pie after Sanfang fell.

   But, but what\'s going on now!

  Why did the Taoist priest invited by the second son point his sword at the second daughter-in-law?

  Is it impossible...

   Mrs. Jiang\'s triangular eyes were wide open in shock, and she staggered and almost fell.

  Jin Youxian pinched his fingers, opened his eyes suddenly, and condemned Qian Zhenzhu, who was still at a loss—was there any injury recently? Does it take a long time to heal? Does it stink? That\'s right, it\'s because there are ghosts haunting you.

very good.

  Qian Zhuzhu put herself in it.

  Jin Youxian\'s eloquent appearance is not unprofessional, even the sorceress who is traveling with him is taken aback.

   In this way, the sorceress contributed the black dog blood that she hadn\'t had time to use in the future.

  Qian Zhenzhu cried and cried.

   But no one stopped.

  The light in Qian Zhenzhu\'s eyes went out, she gritted her teeth, how could she compare to Jiang Chenshi? Why did the villagers persuade Mrs. Jiang not to do anything wrong when she was being made things difficult by the sorceress?

  Even the village chief spoke up for them.

  If Jiang Xiaohua hadn’t agreed with the sorcerer in the end, the sorceress would even be persuaded by the villagers to leave...

Why!

  Why did she change her appearance when she came here!

  Suddenly she felt cold all over.

   There seems to be substantial pain in the neck, carefully wiped, the blood on the hand, her blood? No, black dog blood with a strong fishy smell!

   When Qian Zhenzhu was taken away by Jiang Dagui, she was in a trance.

  The crowd made way for themselves, disgust overflowing from their faces, for fear of being touched by her.

   At this time, let’s not talk about ghosts or not, even the smell of black dog blood is not something everyone can bear.

  Suddenly, the sluggish Qian Zhenzhu\'s cloudy eyes widened and puffed up suddenly. She saw the white, glowing little girl surrounded by the villagers give her a little thumbs up, and swayed it playfully a few times.

  With that smiling face, no matter how you look at it, you owe it.

Qian Zhenzhu\'s voice was shrill, and she wanted to pounce back, but Jiang Dagui hugged him tightly under the order of Village Chief Yang, Qian Zhenzhu didn\'t care about it, she almost flopped and crawled this way: "It\'s you, Jiang Xiaomiao! It\'s you…"

   It was you who bribed the Taoist priest, and you let him frame me! It\'s you…

  Suddenly she fell limp.

  Mouth hoo hoo, but can\'t speak.