分类： 数据库开发技术
2011-08-16 18:16:21
Dark elves only think body blood boiling over, the waves of sad burning feeling she thirst and clinking. The ink wheel has said no table saws attack out, but how many times weak aureate to block the sword down.
She has been unable to suppress the spirit of the black flame!!!!!
Dark elves suddenly send out a clear and crisp and catch the hands of the wheel bray, sudden acceleration saw!!!!!
Countless metal crash interweave rendezvous, into a burst of and pure more of knocking sound long finish.
Voice echoed through the hall, the pale golden has long sword fly in the air. And then suddenly blast, small sharp pieces of metal splash scattered like rain.
The tall frontage warrior ramshackle. His helmet has been dark elves gently remove.
Dark elves tightly posted on the samurai's back. As always lingering enough of lovers. Her hands were softly touched the samurai's face, right hand huge round saw a slight quiver, has set up a file in the back of the throat of the samurai left was not the blood of the line.
Next, the dark elves gently will completely lose the power frontage warrior body put down to the ground.
That moment, she see his face.
When!!!!! Huge round saw dropped.
Dark elves gently to his knees in nearby also warrior trembling left his helmet.
Her face full of weird aesthetic feeling of the dark magic lines are not faded, but this completely intact without her beauty.
Her golden hair curling over the warriors face. He still is so handsome and strong, as in LuHai in.
His eyes over a little angry. Eye fell on the face of the dark elves, already made the blood color lip a smile on Angle.
His lips slightly open, each about action, can make the cut throat out of a pool of tiny XiePao.
Dark elves listened, he heard he used up the last out of a few word: energy
"The wind butterfly... you still... so beautiful......"
"Pull Philippines..."
Looking at he has lost the eyes of the butterfly, look not to know, in the moment, he just see what is the wind butterfly?
Is that year, the ride the elves of the white tiger girl?
Or now control the death of wheel saw diablo elves?
No tears in her eyes, a pupil clarity. At that time the opacity. Her ideas are in great chaos in the depths of the old dusty memory past always come up, and as the surge blisters on the sea as soon burst.
