the priest or to lodge?"

LiYun opposite, it is his wife, the LiLuo WangShiYa mothers. The handsome countenance, well-developed figure, though not what stunning appearance in place, but is famous great beauty. Especially the one share turns upon the temperament, and this in hinterland have an antipathetic sense of contradictions.

"Blare,,, cloud elder brother, you say can survive los son? And tonight, you say, it is not, such as go luo son past, can let I how live! Woo,,,"

"Ah!!!!!!!!!! But, in life."

"Cloud elder brother, don't say that! That decision, I never regretted it!" Suddenly, WangShiYa change just weak, his firm said, "los son girls, I believe crawford los son can get through this"!"

Pa! Pa! Pa!

"Huh? So late who will come?"

LiYun couples are saw one eye, eye each other's eyes doubts. However, LiYun still stood up out of the gate, walk walk pushes before the door hit apart.

"Huh?"

Outside, unexpectedly is that a old Taoist LiYun had never seen one, even a bit of the old monk no impression.

"Excuse me, are you?" LiYun side ask, part looked at the sudden arrival of diplomatic.

This person, but in about 60 or so once but even than the average man, prime ruddy complexion, strong skin like newborn infant general, his white hair frosty general, really HeFaTongYan, where a stock has its own one station, said not to come out of the dust of the gas, just as if the person is the fairy.

"Being FuYao son, purple maple GuLian gas and!" LiYun canvassed for FuYao son didn't angry, still smiling dozen JiShou.

Gas and refined? LiYun heart sudden surprise rise, but face but cause confusion asked, "don't know real so late, is to ask for the priest or to lodge?"

Priest? Beg lodge?

FuYao son face of muscle twitching a few, even the smile shows little stiff.

No, I think the yankees official high-order built by people as a godsworn, unexpectedly ask the river-lake Taoist priest out!!!

Just, just, the common people, after all, is that with his naked eye womb, regardless of loss of dignity. Thought of here, FuYao child's face again being shy, "smile that neither the priest also seeketh not lodge, but especially to cure patents!"

Cure patents? Cure patents!