Wang Lin did not speak

and what demon spirits, the collapse of all crashes, between heaven and earth, deep within, leaving only a crazy sun, which look, from Wang Lin, see 向那 woman! you say ... ... , this moment, it seems that even this many years has not stopped the roar of sound, are also weak down. I can give you the opportunity to leave here ... ... willing to open their eyes ... ... when there is no discourse Wang Lin, step by step, holding scrolls, he headed for the pit bottom, rapid fly. even chance of survival, he is also going to fight for it. a person, life there is always one thing, then no matter how smart is he, no matter how cool, you can instantly collapse, even if the face of endless danger, then the face of death, but also dedicated to do it! Wang Lin, after all, it is still a , he is not cold cents, nor is merciless: ii }。。。。。。 monasticism eight hundred years, Wang Lin's calm has been deeply embedded into the bone marrow, has become instinct, he can calm week for Suzaku star Ru, leaving a ruthless storage bags, wait for the open day. He can calm the face of all enemies, even if the other side stronger and in no way shake his point of Taoism Fung. But, there is a force that can break this instinct! only in lost time, the more you want to have only lost, they learned that the original did not have their own, all want to cherish ... ... a person, if this has been of Health calm, has been rational, without the slightest waves, then he, who can be called what, Wang Lin, can not. He grabbed scrolls, eyes showing sadness, like a meteor, went straight to the bottom of the pit, his moment, do not want to think, to discern unexpectedly. scrolls inside the woman) the faint Yi Tan) whispered: ... Wang Lin did not speak, but he grabbed the hand scrolls, the tighter the grip, as if his grip is not the scrolls, but a hope. Side of the cliff, frost thicker, extent, revealed a crystal light, suction, also greater. Wang Lin I do not know how long it really did not like the end of the pit, despite how he whereabouts of position, the powerful suction infinite, Wang Lin's body, sped to the West with the suction go away rapidly to the bottom, a long time, perhaps after a day, maybe after a month, maybe over a year ... one by one ... one thousand one hundred and eleven in the bottom of the dark, there has been a short corridor. corridors Department, is a huge vortex, this vortex, slowly rotating, suction, Michelle is the outgoing vortex is very strange ... ... , where the suction is like to be the seal, without any feeling of pulling smoke has been pouring into the suction range, the only Suddenly larger. saw in the Wang Lin swirl of the moment, the power of an exotic came from within the scrolls, Wang Lin, drill into the body, concentrated on its two-day, in this moment, his eyes, as if through a vortex, see the inside. a Star, Star ... ... like many self-cultivation, and the other the world.