Sword of Coming

A hill with a height of more than ten feet, scattered more than 20 people, wearing clothing is not fixed, but his face and eyes are like a mold carved out.

A burly man was kneeling on one knee and was carefully examining two bodies with stiff bodies. He used his fingers to open the eyelids of a corpse, revealing the eyeballs like ice cracks.

A short woman who was put on a cotton cloth dress from a city woman, slowly walked up the hillside, followed by a woman holding a sword and a white-faced old man.

She didn't get close to the two bodies, covered her nose, and asked with a thick nasal voice: "Wang Yizhen, how do you say that?"

Wang Yizhen sighed: "The two are killed by the master, not hurting the body, but the meridians are broken, the internal organs are rotten."

The woman’s face was gloomy. “We have such a powerful martial arts master, and we are still two of our peers. Our Royal Highness, who is always responsible for border surveillance, claims that this is not a clue. It’s impossible to deliberately let go of the fish that leaked the net?"

Wang Yizhen was hesitant. "Mother, if I didn't read it wrong, it was one person."

The woman suddenly blinked and her momentum was arrogant. "What do you say?!"

Wang Yizhen pointed to the necks of the two people, and there was a slight red line. "This line between the two deceased, the momentum is closely connected, it is clear that one person is slashing with a knife."

The woman took a deep breath and tried to make her anger murder not to be too obvious. She laughed and said: "When is the Wind Snow Temple so invincible? Just smashing out an inexplicable guy, can killing people as simple as killing chicken? Who is the individual, you Wang Yizhen does not know, Xu Haoran knows, come, talk about it, let us general Wang Dajun.

Xu Yanran’s face was stunned and he bluntly explained: “One is a master who has just entered the seventh position of the martial arts. He is proficient in boxing and is good at close combat. One is a monk on the eighth floor. He is also a master of Feijian and Taoist Fu, twenty years. The two men joined together to assassinate six times, never lost their hands, and now they are the masters of the sacred bamboo leaves pavilion."

The woman was extremely angry, but she was still suffering and suppressed. At this time, she angered the first swordsman of the big scorpion. She said: "Xu Weiran! Report their names! The dead also have names!"

The old man’s heart suddenly stunned and bowed slightly: “The name of the martial artist is Li Hou, and the name of the monk is Hu Yinglin. They have been born and died for the maiden once and for all, and made a great contribution to my great demeanor.”

The woman turned slightly better, but she quickly became stunned and angry. "Yes, Li Hou and Hu Yinglin, when you were in the side of your Lu's dynasty, Ye Qing, the two men killed. Not dead. In the enemy territory, there is no death on the battlefield, but we are dead on our territory."

The woman may be aware of her own grievances and will let Wang Yizhen see jokes. He will take the loyal Lushi of the military commander. "It’s ridiculous. We started to think that Ye Qing’s number one important person is sure to have a few big people around. In order to get rid of him, I even had to join hands with my uncle. When I wanted to get it, from infiltrating the border, sneaking into murder, and then retreating, the Lushi dynasty did not react at all. He Ye Qing It is annoyed by the influence of several fairyland forces in the border. As for the fact that it was isolated in the court, is the Lushi emperor not the most admired the immortal in the mountains? Why is the only one who is willing to accompany you to the Lu’s funeral? ?"

After saying this, the woman was somewhat refreshed and her heart was much more happy. Sure enough, it is hard to eat hard, as long as someone around you is bitter, you can enjoy it, but you can't enjoy more people around you.

I am afraid that she is willing to hand one of the children to the national teacher Cui Wei, not the reason for Qi Jingchun Qi Jingchun.

Peace of mind, effortless, not afraid of being bullied after being grown up, only crying to find a mother.

Wang Yi's face flashed a sigh of relief.

The generals Ye Qing, the country's Zhongliang, the country's pillars. For the 30 years of the border guard of the Lushi Dynasty, the three major offensives of the Dabanbian army were blocked. In the same year, Song Changjing was in the midst of a battle of death and death. I don’t know how many times Ye Qing was a stubborn old man. But in the end, after Ye Qing’s death, the Lushi’s court even had to chase after the nickname, and the quarrel was over a long period of time. The key is that even if this is not the case, it’s not too high, so that it’s still a battle. Sixty thousand elite side army, the military heart slowly dispersed.

Song Changjing passed the test and entered the uninhabited territory. The first thing was to personally go to the grave of the person to toast and scent. Afterwards, the sect of the rites was dissatisfied, and it was swollen with a long shadow by Song Changjing. "Is it only that I have a hero?"

The Emperor Daxie reviewed three big good characters in succession and laughed. The emperor of Longyan Joy, but finally said to the **** around him, this sentence is the heart of the emperor's heart, as for these words, it must be looking for a knife to do the work.

The woman has been observing the face of the dying country. The woman nodded secretly. Although he was not relieved of this.

If even the ordinary feelings of the people are lost, there must be a sense of perseverance. doing what? What can be done besides rejuvenation?

Then Wang Yizhen is really looking for death.

If Wang Yizhen only knows that a martial artist who fights and kills, can be thoughtful and delicate to the stage of acting, then it is also considered that Wang Yi has the ability.

But she is not afraid.

The old swordsman Xu Yuran asked with doubts: "The maiden has clearly said hello to the priest, and promised not to do it in Longquan County. We also sent a letter to Li Hou Hu Yinglin, so that they should not act rashly in the near future. The border said again. It is reasonable to say that the priest should sell the face of the maiden. It is not the same person who is in the wind and snow temple. Even the face of the maiden and the priest does not care?"

Wang Yizhen asked: "The detailed identity of the Sabre man is still not detected?"

The woman holding the sword shook her head: "There has not been a result. We are not good at finding a door to ask the teacher. It is even harder to find the monk who is a member of the wind and snow temple. I can only rely on my own spy agency to find clues. And the border intelligence affairs, the goddess is not convenient to intervene..."

When it comes to stop here, the young woman no longer speaks.

This involves the undercurrent of the highest level of Daxu's political affairs.

Wang Yizhen asked: "Is it possible that Li Jialu, who is called Zhuhe, is actually hidden?"

The woman smiled and said: "The guy who is Wufu Wujing is not worth mentioning. Li family has no courage to mess around under my eyes."

The old swordsman sighed. "This is a bit difficult."

The woman smiled and smiled. "It's hard to do? It's very easy to go back to Beijing! I cried with the emperor."

This matter, after all, is that others have broken the rules of the amnesty, then the emperor is willing to give her a head.

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Li Baobao has a brand-new small bookcase, and the large and small objects in the back are going to be moved. One big and one small take this opportunity. At the time of rest, I found a quiet place away from Li Wei and others, and sneaked in the house. In case of loss or damage.

Chen Pingan also took off his own reciting.

An old Elm sword, guessing is given by Mr. Qi, because Chen Ping’s head was inexplicably put on the jade. Both Chen Ping and Li Baobo felt that Mr. Qi deliberately acted. Chen Pingping put the sapwood sword in the back and slanted it in the back, only when it was quiet in the night, put it on the knee, the boy’s state of mind would Peace and tranquility.

A yellow snake gallstone, placed under the sun, will reflect a beautiful vein of gold.

The remaining twelve small and delicate snake gallstones have faded from the original bright colors, but the texture is delicate and still good.

Li Baowan loved these little things, holding the yellow snake gallstones in his hand and said: "Small teacher, this one must not sell, the other twelve stones, if you want to sell later, you must also find the goods. Buyers, or else we are definitely dead."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Of course."

There is also a long strip of black long stone in the back, which looks like a dragon platform, but Chen Pingan is not sure. I remember that Ning girl said that she wants to separate the dragon and the dragon to make the best stone in the sky. Not only do you need to shoot a sword, but you also need to damage a very valuable weapon. Of course, for the teenager, very powerful or very precious weapons and objects can be directly linked to the value.

Just like for the girl who returned to the girl, the opponent's combat power can be directly linked to how many Chen Ping.

Chen Pingan knows that this will definitely not be given to him by Master Zhang. Is Mr. Qi sent Yumujian and Mo Jianshi together? Or the fairy woman in white fluttering, made the magical technique? Or is it the personal possession of the girl?

Chen Pingan has some headaches.

Before the girl was in the back of the Li Bao bottle, she left a gold ingot, two silver ingots, and a bag of ordinary copper coins. When Li Baobo unintentionally opened the money bag, Chen Pingwei was shocked to find that there was a gold coin in the inside.

This victory over the money is absolutely secretly left behind by Xiu Xiu.

This made Chen Pingan a big jump, and he was sweating at the time. If you have been careless, you can't find out the truth, and then accidentally spend this copper money as ordinary copper money. When you think about this result, Chen Pingan can't wait to give himself a slap in the face.

Large and small objects, Chen Ping's like a clean and tidy, like a woman who is used to careful calculation, is a small family.

Every time Li Baowan saw this scene, he wanted to laugh. He thought that the little teacher and uncle would live too much.

So, how good a girl is worthy of my little teacher?

The little girl felt so hard to find, so she had some little sadness.

A ghostly child sneaked over and was discovered by Li Baodai. He looked at the little bookcase at her feet and said to Chen Pingan: "Chen Ping, if you give me a box than a bamboo box, it is better than a Li Bao bottle. That is bigger and better, I will call you a little teacher, what?"

Chen Ping looked at him and did not speak.

Li Wei was anxious and decided to give up one step. "That is as big as Li Baobao's small bookcase. Is this the general line?"

Chen Pingan unintentionally discovered that Li Wei’s boots were already ruined, showing his toes and saying: “Look back to you to make two pairs of sandals.”

Li Wei was furious and jumped: "I am a rare straw shoe. I want a book box! A bookcase for sages! I am also a disciple of Mr. Qi!"

Chen Pingan frowned, "Go on the side."

Li Yanran, carefully looked at Chen Ping's face. After the two looked at each other, Li Wei suddenly felt a little guilty. The child who was not afraid of this day was not stunned. He left, just ran out for a few steps. The head is straightforward: "Do not forget the sandals, you have to wear two pairs, you can change them."

Chen Ping nodded.

When Li Wei runs far, the little girl adorns her face: "Little Master, you are really amazing. You don't know, Li Wei, this guy, I can only convinced him, quarreling is not good, even if it is Mr. Qi. Tell him the truth, Li Wei does not like to listen."

Chen Pingan reached out and licked the little girl’s head and recited her back. “Be prepared to leave, and then walk for another two days, we can see the big road soon.”

The little girl picked up the small bookcase.

Little girl, red cotton python, green bamboo box.

In fact, A Liang is very hard, I really want to tell this big one, if it is not that our little bottle is cute enough, this color dress can make people laugh and die.

Li Baobo suddenly said: "This Li Wei, a bit like the little snorkeler of the muddy alley."

Chen Ping stunned for a moment. It seems that he never put two words together and compared them. When he thought about it carefully, he shook his head and said: "Unlike, if you have the chance to see Gu Yu in the future, you will understand."

The little girl snorted, but it was just a casual mention, and soon I imagined how the big road was.

Chen Pingan is actually the same as Li Baobo. At first, some people think that the snot worms and 槐 槐 are somewhat similar, but after getting along for a long time, they will find that the two are very different.

Li Wei and Gu Yu looked at the similar character, and they had a long scorpion in their mouths. They were very poisonous and able to make their mouths full of anger. In Chen Ping’s eyes, they are actually very different, and they are also heartless. The same poorly born, Gu Yu looks like a thief, and his eyes are faster than anyone else, but Gu Yu’s super-sexual savvy is more self-protected, and Li Wei is a pure hedgehog. One, whoever catches it must be stabbed, this is because Li Wei is a parent in the end, there is a sister on the top, the mind is actually not complicated, and after reading the book, the children around the window are Li Baobo, Lin Shouyi, Shi Chunjia, these slightly older children, in general, Li Wei did not suffer too much.

Gu Yu is different. He has to pull up his mother-in-law. Sometimes he has to say that he is tired of him, so that he has tasted the warmth and warmth of Chen Xiaoping. Chen Ping has once seen it with his own eyes. The drunkard walked out of the mud bottle lane and saw Gu Yu, who was playing back home. He said nothing, and when he walked over, he took a slap in the stomach and Gu Ke fell to the ground and stepped on his head. Then, the big child is holding his stomach and curling up at the root of the wall, crying and crying.

If it wasn't for Chen Ping's coincidence to come out and flew over, the punch hit the man back, and then quickly took Gu Kai to go to Yang Jiapu, and God knows if it will fall.

I also have more vengeance. I have a small account book in my heart. I remember it very clearly. Whoever smashed the street in front of the woman’s wife today, which shameless man’s mouth flowered his mother, he remembers, maybe As the age grows, some things and details have been forgotten, but the impression of a person's hatred, Gu Yu will certainly not forget. Of course, the man who gave him two feet, Gu Yu remembers the name of the dead, what is the name, who lives in the lane, who is in the family, Gu Yu is all clear, privately, when Chen Ping is alone, always 嚷嚷It was necessary to plan the grave of the man, and said that the man had a daughter. When she grew up, she must sleep and bully her.

Probably the child at that time did not know what it meant to sleep. I only knew that many of the mother-in-law liked to be "joke". The words related to his mother-in-law, the woman said that stealing people, the man often took a sleep word. .

Chen Ping’s memory is still fresh, and the child is only four years old. The child’s small face, his face is full of fierce light and his eyes are fierce.

Chen Pingan is somewhat worried. He certainly hopes that Gu Yu will be better than anyone else, but at the same time he does not want Gu Kai to become a fairy figure like Cai Jinjian and Yan Nanhua.

Looking at the absent-minded little teacher, Li Baowan asked: "What happened?"

If Chen Ping is a former, he will say nothing, but now he has come to the door and said something, "I am afraid that the next time I see a slug, I will become ignorant of him."

Li Baobao wondered: "Children are very fast. If you have met in four or five or seven years, it is normal for you not to know."

Chen Pingan grinned, more like he was cheering himself: "I believe that Gu Yu, will always be the nose worm of the mud bottle lane."

As for not knowing yourself, it doesn't matter. As long as the child is doing well, better than anything.

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The faulty stone cliffs appeared in the river bed of the Tiefu River, and the waters suddenly fell sharply.

Chen Pingan stood on the rocky cliff on the river and practiced boxing. It was six steps to walk back and forth.

Aliang did not know when to stand on the edge of the cliff.

Splashes of water, water snoring, water mist filled, fortunately in the spring of the year, the cold has dropped, does not appear chilly.

Aliang said loudly: "You don't have much meaning in practicing this boxing. This is a very small frame for getting started. Any river and lake sect has it. It is a pile, it is sloppy, at least it can help you to survive. It is not expensive, but it is good for the right medicine."

The teenager listened in the ear, smiled and didn't speak.

Because Yao Laotou said that when practicing boxing, avoid discouragement.

Aliang nodded. "But it's a boring thing. Interesting people can do it very interestingly. If you practice punching like this, the problem is not big. The martial arts way, this is the real dripping diamond, relying on the water mill."

After Chen Ping’s practice of punching, wiped his forehead sweat and asked: “Aliang, aren’t you the gods of Weijin?”

Aliang smiled and said: "Of course not. He read a poem. It is a set of wines. The wine is very strange. When you drink high, you like a nose and tears. It is worse than Li Wei. How could I be this? people."

Chen Pingan stunned for a moment, and did not seem to think that Aliang was so straightforward. "What about the donkey and the wine gourd?"

A Liang Bai Yandao: "Nature is Wei Jin. I don't have such a poor and exquisite man. I like drinking alcohol. I don't know what to do with the mountains and rivers. I can't do it. Slow, I can kill me."

Chen Pingan cautiously asked: "He won't be dead?"

Aliang smiled and said, "What am I doing to kill him, killing people and winning treasures?"

Chen Ping looked at Aliang and shook his head. "I believe you will not kill him."

Aliang picked up the wine gourd that was supposed to be used to raise the sword and drank the wine. "This sword is a small gourd that he gave it to me. I taught him to take a sword in his hand. The boy was opened and finally broke the bottleneck. So I went to the retreat. As a reward, he gave me the gourd. Don't think that I am taking advantage of it, he made a big profit. I just helped to look after the donkey."

The Ten Commandments of the Fengxue Temple’s swordsmanship, it’s hard to break open.

However, in this case, Aliang did not want to explain it to Chen Pingan too clearly.

The road is to go step by step.

Chen Pingan was a bit strange and asked: "Why didn't you know who you are?"

Aliang found a place to sit and sway the silver-white small gourd. "The sword in the gourd is still there, and there is no defect. This means that the master is still there, and the spirits are all full. You Dongjuan is a In a small place, I don’t think there are too scary masters here. I can kill Wei Jin in an instant, but I can’t even contact Wei Jin’s life.

Chen Pingan was surprised: "Small places? Some people say that we have thousands of Dongbaobozhou dynasties. We have not yet reached the border of Datun."

Aliang turned his head and threw the jug to the teenager standing next to him. "You also know that it is ‘going ‘, come and drink, men don’t drink, it’s a white walk.”

"Don't drink. Zhu He said that people who practice martial arts can't drink alcohol." Chen Pingan carefully took the wine gourd, sat next to Aliang, handed it back to him, but Aliang did not pick up, Chen Pingan had to be careful in his arms. Looking at the river, I whispered softly: "Also, I have seen the gods who are flying on the sword and flying, flying over the top of our town, a lot."

Ah Liang is a little annoyed when she hears Zhu River. The guy around him likes to compare himself with Zhu He.

Chen Pingxiao asked: "Aliang, can you really teach Wei Jinjian? Then you are not even more powerful than Zhuhe?"

Again.

Aliang sighed. "I am also a good temper. I don't know anything about you."

Chen Pingan is really curious about this matter. Breaking the casserole and asking the end, "Is it still a lot more?"

A Liang grabbed the wine gourd and poured a sip of wine on his head. The face was disgusted: "Rolling."

Chen Pingan laughed and turned to look at the depressed man, blinking, and said: "Actually, I know that you are much better than Zhuhe."

Aliang finally got better.

Chen Pingan immediately added a sentence, and said sincerely: "I don't think two Zhu Rivers can beat you."

Aliang reluctantly said: "If you really want to flatter, you can't do it with sincerity, so you can remove the word 'not necessarily'."

Chen Pingan silently, his mouth curled up, looking at the mighty blue waterfall, suddenly said: "Aliang, thank you."

Aliang sipped a drink and asked casually: "Well? Thanks for what I did, neither taught you to practice boxing, nor taught you how to practice swords."

Chen Ping sits cross-legged, habitual hands and fingers in the chest, practicing the sword and boxing. "After encountering you, I feel that the outside world is not so scary. Because I found out that there are good people outside, no. Everyone is arbitrarily bullying people when they are high. Li Wei and Zhu Lu say you all the way, and they are never angry."

Aliang smiled and took a sip of wine, slowing down. "This praise is so unprepared, let me drink it and suppress it. But your kid will be scared? Dare all the way to kill the young gods, Do you dare to move the mountain with a hard face? Do you dare to go out with a small bottle and go out to swim? You are so courageous."

Chen Pingan whispered: "Some things have been done because they have to do it. It doesn't mean that I am not afraid. I am a kiln apprentice who burns porcelain. Where can I go?"

Aliang nodded. "It is this."

There are no words in the two, only the sound of water.

Aliang took the lead in breaking the silence and asked: "If you have done something very good in a famous place, then you can engrave a big character that inherits thousands of years. Which word would you choose?"

Chen Ping thought for a moment. "It should be my last name. My mother is surnamed Chen, and the word Chen is engraved. How good."

Aliang shook his head and sighed. "It's really tacky, not like me."

A Liang quickly explained to himself: "Normally normal, strange men like me, after all, are rare, cattle and sheep are in the flat, and the tigers are alone in the mountains. Lonely."

The fighting man is perhaps moved by his own words, and quickly poured a large mouthful of wine.

The grass-shoes boy suddenly grinned and laughed so much that he couldn’t keep his mouth shut, as if he thought of something very happy.

This is absolutely rare.

So Aliang asked: "What do you want, silly music?"

The teenager was blushing and said: "If you can engrave more, then I am on the wall and write down the name of the beloved girl."

A Liang licked his mouth and shouted: "Then you burn more incense, pray that your future wife's name is only two words, if it is three words, four words, huh, huh."

Chen Ping stunned. "Is there still someone whose name is four words? Isn't that strange?"

Aliang patted the shoulders of the teenager. "Chen Ping, read more in the future."

Chen Pingan is somewhat embarrassed.

A Liang suddenly woke up, "Chen Pingan, do you have a girl you like?! Who and who, hurry up and let me be happy!"

Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head and said, "No."

Aliang pointed her finger at the boy. "I knew you were not honest at the beginning."

Chen Pingan whispered: "Aliang, are you still playing bachelor now?"

A Liang: "Shut up!"

Chen Pingan also used color. "I knew it at the beginning."

Aliang stretched out her thumb and pointed at herself. "I know that in a few other places, how many girls and fairy fairies crying and crying to marry me Aliang?"

Chen Pingyi replied in a serious manner: "I certainly don't know."

After Aliang ate, he quietly drank.

Chen Pingan asked: "What did you engrave about Aliang? Can you say that?"

A Liang immediately rejuvenated and proud. "That's okay, my word is written in iron and silver, and the world is unparalleled. The key is that the word is very delicious! It's catchy, it's like a rainbow, compared to what surname is Haoran. Ah, Lei Chi, it’s too much to be good. You don’t know, in order to stop me from carving such a word, the face of some old turtles and **** is dark, and there is no way to be afraid of goods, which are quite high in several generations. The guy is so angry that he blows his beard and blinks his eyes. He almost rolls up his sleeves and talks to me. I don’t bother to care about them. You don’t want to beat me in a partnership. I don’t run? I’m stupid, right? Of course, I finished the word and ran again."

Chen Pingan regretted asking this question.

A Liang looked at the expression "Which word do you ask?"

Chen Pingan turned his head gently and looked back at the river. He did not speak when he killed him.

Aliang stays like a chicken.

The fighting man gently stuffed the fragrant wine gourd, apparently even the interest of drinking was gone.

At this time, Chen Pingan suddenly widened his eyes and found that there were four or five people walking on the river in the lower reaches of the Tiefu River. There were white-haired old people who sang the song "From the ancient famous mountains to the saints", there were bright clothes. The enchanting woman smiled and laughed, and the little boy in the robes was holding a bamboo stick.

Chen Pingan eyes wide open and muttered: "God?"

A Liang did not even look at her eyes.

Zhuhe held a string of red bells and hurriedly rushed to Chen Ping and Aliang. His face was heavy and heavy: "This is the demon bell that my ancestors left for me. Once there is a demon charm, the mountain is close to the bell." Within, there will be no wind, Aliang's predecessors, Chen Pingan, we should be careful, leave the riverside cliffs first, so as to avoid unnecessary conflicts."

Chen Ping thought about it and got up.

A Liang did not look at the strange scene on the other side of the river. He pulled out the wine stopper and shook the two. He smiled and said: "I have left this drink and it is very fast."

Zhuhe is anxious. "Aliang's predecessors, we are arrogant about the control of the mountains and the devils. They have always been extremely relaxed. As long as they don't make a life, they usually never intervene..."

Aliang screamed, saying this, hurry up and leave the stone cliff with them, and give way to the uninvited guest.

But above the river, the five extraordinary people, their respective realm of cultivation, high judgment, the highest of the road, the oldest 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟 叟After that, all four are exactly the same. Then, the old man who was full of celestial **** turned around and ran wildly. This time, he couldn’t care what the gods were, and he couldn’t wait to use them. The four were still the same.

A Liang’s face was fake and he couldn’t be fake again. He also had a smirk.

Zhu He swallowed.

The bell in his hand is still silent.

He tentatively asked: "Aliang seniors, is this?"

Ah Liang tied the silver gourd and licked his chin. "Is it too murderous?"

Chen Pingan whispered: "Aliang, are those guys who recognize your sword and gourd?"

A Liang was so happy and laughed, squatting on the shoulders of the teenager and walking down the rock cliff. "It is possible that there is a mystery in raising a sword and gourd. I don't tell him the average person."

Aliang suddenly released his hand and let Chen Pingyi go back first.

The sandals teenager trotting away.

Aliang still hangs back with Zhuhe, and whispered: "Zhu, you are the fifth place of Wufu, right? How do you make it so that Chen Ping thinks you are a master? It is better to teach me, otherwise I It took so much effort to put so many master shelves in vain, and the kid was still blind."

Zhu River is stiff and uneasy: "I am a senior, I really don't know."

Aliang angered: "This is boring."

Zhu He was crying and sullen. "Aliang's predecessor, I really don't know."

In front, the teenager turned back and trotting, facing Aliang, and asked out loudly, "Aliang, what is the word?"

Aliang suddenly took off, coughed, and supported the fighting in one hand, and held a high thumb in one hand, "Migh!"

The young boy, like the five guys on the river, was struck by lightning, then turned silently and flew away, shouting: "Your grandfather!"