Sword of Coming Chapter 643

In the southeastern part of Baojuan, a white boy Lang, stopped in the wild forests of the mountains. It was a river bed that had been abandoned for several years. The traces of stone cutting were obvious. It was just that there was no old stone, the water was dry, and Cui Dongshan jumped into The river bed, pulling the stone and soil, and finally dig a stone slab for him, can barely create a slab, bend a finger and gently buckle, listen to the ear, the sound quality is not bad, then go to the soil, the more you look at it, the encounter The most human, can not afford to buy, Cui Dongshan sighed, blowing stone folds, tiny gaps, and then rubbed with the cheek for a long time, the stone road is more delicate, was caught in the hands of Cui Dongshan, the child kneeling on the shore The eyes are sluggish, and it seems that they don't understand what Cui Dongshan is doing. When Cui Dongshan climbed ashore, he slammed the children's heads on the board. Finally, Cui Dongshan went to the shore, letting the children walk on the slate, and their hands were not allowed to help.

Looking back at the riverbed, Cui Dongshan said: "Get off the water, get on the shore, really is a hero."

Strolling all the way, overnight in the wilderness of a wild burial post, kneeling on the ground, with a slender grass, engraved with Ming.

Then there was a young scholar who was lying on the side and smiled. "People have seen it. Yes, it is a good embryo. My brother, maybe I can really be in the middle, and I am willing to accept it as a rumor."

Cui Dongshan just holding the grass, staring at the slate, asked: "Help you return to Baidi City, you can't thank me?"

The young scholar, I have been to Liu Chicheng of the Shuhu Yunlou City.

Liu Chicheng smiled and said: "I should have been messing up the situation in Baojuan. Now I don't do anything. Can we tie it out?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "You can pull it down, give it to the millennium, how can you break it out? You don't have any points in your heart? You don't have this leather bag, I choose it carefully, then help him open the way, can mistakenly hit and hit you. Let it out? It's not as smooth as I'm going to shut you back, and then talk about it.”

Liu Chicheng sat down on the ground and curiously asked: "I have been away from Baidi City for too long. You play chess with my brother. How do you feel? His chess strength is higher or lower than before?"

Cui Dongshan sat up, shook his sleeves, rubbed the slate with his arm, and Ming Ming was a sixteen-character, Mu-Bathing Month, the body was sound, the spirit was full, and the opposite was true.

Cui Dongshan asked: "Who was the one who asked you to take refuge in Baoliangzhou?"

Liu Chicheng smiled and said: "This can't be said, come out and mix, the righteous words take the lead."

Cui Dongshan nodded and smudged the sixteen-character Ming Ming with his fingers. He suddenly made a stroke like a riverbed, and there was a golden stream flowing in it. "Take admire."

Liu Chicheng immediately said: "The grace of saving lives is even more important. The name can be said."

In Baoliangzhou, the boy in front of him is invincible, which has little to do with the realm.

Only related to the brain.

The first floor of the Mangosteen Building.

After saving the book today, I went to the bottom of the small bamboo box at the foot of the foot. Inside the large-scale text and the densely packed booklet, I finally pulled out a blank booklet, shook it gently, and spread it on the table. I made a posture of Shen Shen Dantian, ready to start work, and all related to Yushui Jiangshui Shenfu.

Zhou Mi's squatting on a small golden pole, ran into the house as soon as he slid, and quickly slammed his hand to block the blank account. He frowned: "I am arrogant, here is the first class and one place where we fall into the mountains. You enter the door. Don't know how to knock on the door?"

Zhou Migrang quickly turned and ran outside the door, knocked on the door, and said that the money came in, the little girl in black was crossing the threshold and ran to the opposite side of the book, whispering the military: "The old wind of the old cook" Brother, went to the red candle town, bought a sack of books back, the cost can be big!"

I nodded and said: "When we will check the accounts later, this is a business matter. If the heart of the old cook is hurt, it is also a way to get it."

Zhou Mi's heeled his heel and stretched his neck. He wanted to see what he was doing with money. “Writing?”

With a wave of money, "Going to the door to stand guarding the law, no one is allowed to come in except the warm tree."

Zhou Mi oh sighed, and suddenly turned and smashed the table, wrinkled with a small yellowish eyebrows, and stopped talking.

Money is doubtful: "What?"

Zhou Mi's low pressure voice said: "The incense villain of the singer of the city city, we all know, or friends, right, want to replace my previous position of riding the dragon right guard, not in the middle?"

When I thought about it, I thought about it and shook my head. "In the middle of a hammer, I don't miss it. Although I can protect the two positions in the dragon lane, I can decide it by myself, but I can't ask the little guy, let's I nodded and agreed to dry it first, and test it again."

Zhou Mi's face was crying and mourning. She had previously photographed her chest and assured her.

I sighed and sighed. "Let's go, let's go and tell him, I promised, but the responsibilities are great. I don't allow him to neglect his duties. I have to come to my side every month. As for filial piety, even if That is also a small poor man."

Zhou Mi grain straight up and stand up, "Leader!"

One ride left Dagu Jingcheng and traveled south.

The young woman was dressed in red, with a narrow knife hanging from her waist and a silver sword.

She looked up at the sky and the sea.

I remember when I was young, just look at the clouds and I would think that those who love to dress up are changing clothes.

When she was a child, she seemed to have these messy thoughts every day. The hustle and bustle of the gangs, like a group of mischievous villains, she couldn't control it, and she couldn't stop it.

At this moment, she took off her sword and took a drink.

Li Bao bottle has some small sadness.

Uncle Xiao, when I grow up, I seem to have no more thoughts. As if they didn't say hello, they left home one by one and never came back to find her.

After the swordsmanship of both sides was over, a branch of the demon family moved northward and rushed to the battlefield.

This time, the big demon who sits in the army is the lotus lord and the golden god.

This is the battlefield. For the first time, there are two warriors in the throne.

The lotus lord, refining and refining the half-moon 魄 essence of one of the moons in the wild world, previously on the battlefield, and the sorrowful sorrowful sorrow of the Great Wall of the Great Wall of China, the singer of the singer, the singer, once again, can not talk about the victory, but the lotus 庵 小 small little loss Is an obvious fact. This is related to the fact that both sides have not done their best, or that the situation on the battlefield is extremely complicated, and it is impossible for the two sides to make full efforts.

In the previous four battles, only one big demon was responsible. They were the big demon Bai Ying, the old dragging down the river and the main lord, and they liked the refining and building to create the sky in the city, and the responsible for the wild world. The big man, the hero of Liu, who is also an enemy and friend of the Aliang, has a sword and a knife. It's just that Liu Forg is more like the big demon than Bai Ying, but behind the battlefield, he has a few eyes on the sword. However, after the end of the war, a dozen young swordsmen were selected as their own registered disciples.

Liu Zhi's disciple of Kaishan, the only rumor of today, is only Jianjian.

These young swordsmen, like dreams, are actually a rumored disciple of Liu Fork. There are also two big thresholds, first getting started and then entering the room.

After the registration, if the disciple has a good academic record, he can get started by passing the test. After that, it was the entrance to the room, becoming the father of the teacher, that is, the rumor, you can get the teacher's Frectification and orthodoxy.

Even if the avenue is still far away, there are more than ten people, and everyone is still in a state of turmoil, and immediately embraces a group to form a small hill.

After all, half of Master's swordsman Liu Fu is the highest peak of the kendo of the world. He can become his disciple, even if he is only a registered name, he is proud enough.

As for the disciples, it is not a simpler than the disciple of the mountain. It is often a evangelist. He believes that this skill and knowledge can be rested. The disciples will close and the outsiders will stop, which is a close disciple.

If the investigator is aborted, the choice of a child is a big deal for both parties.

Before the opening of the war, Qikang had already entered the Yuan Yingjing. Gao Yehou now has a bottleneck and is about to become a Yuan Yingjian. The qualification is better than that of Takano Hou. The final avenue achievement is considered to be higher than that of Qikang. On the contrary, the sword is dusty and the realm is unstable. This is probably the impermanence of the so-called avenue.

The war was magnificent, and Fan Dache, who was a small dragon, went further and became a small thing. It was nothing more than a gap between the wars. They had a few friends and they had a pot of celebration wine with Fan Dache.

That dialed the demon monk, and rushed to the battlefield, and continued to fight the sword array with the magical torrent.

The demon sword repair did not participate in it, it is too expensive, not willing to spend too much in the siege war.

If those wild people who have not yet turned into human forms are the most worthless money in the city, then the demon people who have repaired the road have been repaired, it is snowflake money, and the cultivation is done, that is, those who sit. The sacred weapon and the magic treasure of the small summer money, the demon sword repair is the most protected valley rain money, not to continue to ask the sword and the sword the Great Wall is meaningless, but can use the continuous copper coins to accumulate the same results, why bother It is very difficult to use the sword to repair the rain when you use one.

If it is in the vast world, this kind of siege, the military account dare to dispatch troops, disregard the ants' life, and let them count to hundreds of thousands of people to die, the bones piled up in the battlefield under the city, destined to be stinking for thousands of years, but in the wild, no problem.

For the first time in the wild, the ants attached to the siege.

To this end, there is a special horn sounding melodious sound, resounding through the clouds, and the wild world is in great vigour.

Pure Wufu Yufufu, bitterly waiting for a long time, a boxing spirit, and finally can burst out to kill the demon.

The sword repair of the vulgar officer is still a three-person dial, and takes turns to go to the city to sword.

Every day, the damages of both sides will be recorded in detail. Guo Zhujiu is responsible for summing up the lobby of the summer palace. The atmosphere is getting more and more dignified. Everyone is busy and exhausted. It is Guozhujiu who will keep the book in the day and night.

Upside down the mountain, almost all of the Bazhou ferry management that has been doing business in the hanging hills has already been to Chunyi Zhai.

Hey, Nalan Caihuan and Mi Yu, plus Shao Yunyan and Wei Chuan disciple Wei Wenlong, are not idle.

Beyond the battle, killing the battlefield, the battlefield is actually on the books.

This is the Jianqi Great Wall and the Bazhou Ferry. Both sides try to trade in a new way, with a lot of friction. Moreover, the progress of collecting snowflake money from the Pazhou ferry is not particularly smooth. The main reason is that Liuzhou has never expressed its position on this, and Liu has mastered all the veins and divisions of the world's snowflake money. Liu does not open his mouth and does not want to give discounts. Moreover, it depends on the several interstate ferries. Even if I can receive the snowflake money, I can't dare to swing across the continent. The snowflake money of a boat is the five-day monk, but also the red heart, the friends and friends, three or five, hiding the sea, cutting Killing the ferry, that is the disaster of the big day. The Pazhou ferry did not dare to be so risky. The Great Wall of Jianqi also refused to see this result. Therefore, the Pazhou ferry was the first time to return to the hanging hill and did not carry snowflake money. It was just the spring festival. The other materials on this booklet, the Jiangzhou ship owner, Jiang Gaotai, and Chun Yizhai put forward a request, hope that the Jiancheng Great Wall can mobilize the sword fairy, help the ferry to escort, and must have a sword Sitting in town.

Both Yan and Nalan Caihuan feel that this is not feasible. I hope that the ferry can pay for one or two of the five monks on their own. After all, this kind of snow money business has only made a penny. If you earn enough, you shouldn't expect Chun Qia Zhai to call Jian Xian. Otherwise, a round trip, plus the midway to stay in Pazhou, often half a year or even a year, a sword fairy is so far away from the Jiancheng Great Wall.

Shao Yunyan gave a compromise proposal. Every ferry boat does not have to bet on snowflake money. The goods in Pazhou are rich and profitable.

The small accidents under these big businesses require the two sides to grind. As long as one link is wrong, a sale is actually yellow.

Chunzhai Zhai is already a hot summer, the world is a big kiln, everything is pottery, and the Jiancheng Great Wall has no snow this winter.

This made Guo Zhujiu have some regrets. He had already negotiated with Master early. When he was snowing, he piled up his seventeen-eight snowmen, and the swordsmanship of the vulgar officer was a part of everyone.

The secret officer's sword repair, the only thing that is well received in the heart, is that the young invisible officer used the Feijian “hidden official” to communicate the city's head, which brought great criticism and dissipated itself. Or the criticism is still in my heart, just not taking care of anything.

The war was fierce and there were too many dead people.

So that Miao Jianxian and Pang Yuanji, Lin Junyi, just dragged the real body of the flying big demon, picked a gap between the wars, the three went to the city to go, said that this big demon is hidden in the overhang The mountain, trying to make trouble, was followed by the trio of the three of them, found the roots, decisively joined forces with several cents of swordsmen, and killed them together at sea.

Killing the flying monster.

Of course, this matter is not a trivial matter. There are countless loud applause.

In the end, Lin Junxi was not willing to cut his head, and he was blessed with ruthlessness. He insisted on making his own scalp and kept all the true body of this flying ascendant and dragged it back to the summer palace.

After going back, the young occult officer saw the real body of the big demon still in his head, laughing and closing his mouth, and his mouth was stunned by Lin Junyi's atmosphere, and he searched for it, but he immediately fell into the name of the vulgar officer. The real body earned a slap in the weight, slammed Lin Junyi's shoulder and smiled like a chicken thief in the pocket.

Gu Jianlong and Wang Yushui looked at each other and knew that Lin Junyi's puppy legs must be remembered by the hidden officials.

On this day, Chen left the lobby of the Summer Palace, and when he went out for a walk, Lin Junyi followed.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Is there an idea?"

Lin Junxi said: "Things, the temporary progress is still smooth, but the biggest problem is not in the buyers and sellers, only in the view of Haoran Tianxia Academy."

Chen Pingan seems to have a curious look and said: "Talk about it."

Lin Junxi said with anxiety: "Before the Eighth Island Ferry, if there is no change in the way of trading with the Great Wall of Swords, it will still be scattered. Everything will be done. The Temple of Literature will not interfere too much. But now the situation has been changed by us. The Temple of Literature may have some rebounds. To be honest, we have moved a lot of fundamental interests in the world, and every time a piece of material is transported to the overhanging mountain, Haoran will have one less point."

Chen Ping nodded: "It is this."

Lin Junyi asked: "Once the Confucian Temple ordered the restrictions to rush to the Bazhou ferry that was overhanging the mountain, and only allowed the materials to run in the vast world, what should we do?"

Although Lin Junyi is a sword repairer, in fact, the technique is complicated, and the **** are smashed. In order to create a picture of the world in which the sky is suspended, Lin Junyi points to the map and condenses. Gas into water, draw a new route, between the continents, "Zhongtu Shenzhou, Pazhou ferry materials, only transported to Nanpo Weizhou, Liuxiazhou, Jinjiazhou reinforcement Southwest Fuzhou, North Luzhou, Baobaozhou ferry can only go to Tongyezhou in the southeast to build and reinforce the coastal defense line of the three continents. The price is one or two percent lower than that of Jianhe Great Wall, or even 30%. I believe that the Bazhou ferry will still be a must. As for the original ferryboats in Sanzhou, as for the mother-in-law, it will not come to the mountain."

Chen Pingan took Lin Junyi to take a walk together. "About things, the worst result you said, in fact, Miao Jianxian, I reminded me in the morning, but there is no way, I can't be afraid that this result will come, so I will do nothing. Taking a step and a step, every time a ferry boat is docked and hung up, we should be making more money. I only hope that the Wenmiao side will slow down the results."

Lin Junyi asked: "Mr. Wen Sheng, can you go to the Temple of Literature to speak on such a big thing?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It is more difficult. Confucianism is divided into points, and the teacher is famous."

Lin Junyi asked: "With the alcoholic Chen Chen, is it enough?"

Chen Pingan still shakes his head. "There are various difficulties."

Lin Junyi gritted his teeth. "I wrote a secret letter to my husband to help me say a word or two?"

Chen Pingan stopped and said: "Remember, you are in the Great Wall of Jianqi, it is just Jianlin Lin Jun, don't pull on your own context, let alone the Shaoyuan dynasty, because not only has no use, but also lets you White is busy, even bad things."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "This kindness, I have a heart."

In fact, Chen Pingan can nod and promise, regardless of Lin Junyi's intentional use, or the calculation of the human heart, let Lin Junyi write a letter, send a letter to Shaoyuan dynasty with Feijian, and then let Jianxian halfway intercept, Chen Pingan first read the content and then decide That secret letter, in the end is to stay, archive the summer palace, put a secret record that can only be seen by one person, or continue to send to China.

Just getting along for a long time, for Lin Junyi's temperament, Chen Pingan is still quite clear. The merits and deeds can be used for the purpose. It is only the pursuit of Lin Junyi, not just personal interests, ambitious, but also in the repair of the country. Governance.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping's thoughts and Lin Junyi confessed to him, let him write this letter, and then take a form, and finally archive the hidden officials, and strive to find an opportunity to let Haoran in a way that does not reveal traces. The world knows this little secret.

Maybe someday in the future, you can add to the beauty of Lin Jun who has returned to the world.

Lin Jun sighed for a long time and sighed: "Is that true?"

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Good intentions, strange things. Good deeds, of course, the best, but since the world can not be so pure, the people are clear, then a little bit, not heard of paintings, there are Is it a good reputation? I think it's good to be like this. Junyi, you don't have to worry about it, you don't have to do good things with the heart of the heart, things are the only good thing.”

Lin Junyi thought a little, and there was nothing to be awkward. He was very refreshed and nodded.

Chen Pingan said: "The Temple of Literature really wants to do this, it is not personal selfishness, or it is prejudiced against the Great Wall."

Chen Pingan reluctantly said: "Opening the door to steal the thieves, just to close the door to fight the dog, can once and for all solve the big hidden dangers of the wild world. Since ancient times, there has been such an idea over the Temple of Literature. It is just this kind of thinking, closing the door to argue The problem is not to be said to the outside world. A word cannot be passed on. The benevolence and burden of the body is too heavy. It is only said that this is a door-to-door burglary. Which of the contexts is responsible for the nickname? Someone has to open a head and advocate this matter? The records are sure to be clearly recorded. When the door is opened, the people of several continents are ruined, even if the final result is good, how can it be? How do all Confucian disciples of that vein have a good conscience? Will they be distressed? Is the sage of the literary sage disappointed? As a moral saint who accompanied the literary temple, would it be so ridiculous, how different from that singer? The inheritance of the literary and the Taoist system will not collapse. In the context of the context, the sages can uphold the bottom line of the gentleman's dispute, just countless Confucian students, so most of the readers of the shackles will be so high-spirited?

"The bigger trouble lies in the veins. There are even those who only care about their own ethics and humiliation, regardless of right or wrong. When this is done, it is definitely the most violent dispute with outsiders. Bad things are worse, wrong things are more wrong. Wrong, how do the sages end up? Is it to deal with outsiders' criticisms or to suppress the group's disciples? Is it right to say that we are wrong first, do you shut up?

"Readers, practitioners, in the final analysis, are not individuals?"

Speaking of this, Chen Ping took a shot of Lin Junyi's shoulder. "Only the person around you, the gentleman who has forgotten the year, is not because he ran to fight the statue, he was opportunistic, and he got a big name afterwards? If you want to learn the skills, can you write "The Quick Pavilion"? It is not necessary to say that he did not have the merits of the Shao Yuan Dynasty."

The charm of some readers, it is really good to look like a flower cluster, in fact, it is already rotten. These people, once they have worked hard to get up, it is easy to go to the high position. It can't be said that these people have done nothing, just a vegetarian meal. The reason why the world is complicated is that the bad guys do good deeds, the good guys make mistakes, and the good or bad of some things themselves will vary from place to place and from person to person.

When the world is getting easier and more informed, and it is possible to connect one fact to the truth, and get used to it, the world should be better and better.

Probably that is the squatting and knowing etiquette.

Nothing is known, it is hard not to be disappointed. I know a lot, even if I am still disappointed, I can see a little hope after all.

I am afraid that I will be afraid of killing others with my own despair.

Chen Pingxiao asked: "Lin Junyi, would you really recognize this person?"

Lin Jun is silent.

Regarding the fight against the gods, Lin Junyi does not recognize that it is really not recognized, and it is not to be attached here to the young hidden officials. That is, Lin Linjun is too small.

What's more, Lin Junxi has a lot of recognition for the gentleman.

The autumn is high and the thief is countless.

Guo Zhu wine looked at the Geng Ben today, and then looked at the number of pages, the little girl sweated on her forehead.

Master said that when the number of people lost more than half of the war, all the hidden officials should repair the sword once.

On this day, someone visited the summer palace and kept the rules, only outside the door.

Jianxian Kuxia will temporarily leave the Jianqi Great Wall for a period of time. It is necessary to **** Jinzheng Dream, Yu Yufu and Zhu Mei, and go to the hanging hills, then to the Nanpo Weizhou boundary, and then return.

Before leaving, Jianxian had a three-year visit to the summer palace with three people in the summer. They were surrounded by three young children, two swords and embryos, and a relatively rare pure lady.

Lin Jun got the exception permission of the hidden officials and was able to go out and say goodbye to them.

It can be seen that Lin Junxi is really special in the eyes of the hidden officials.

When Lin Junyi went to the gate of the palace, he felt a little emotion. The Mr. Cui did not count these things today.

I don't think I've been fighting for myself. I put my head on my waistband. Finally, on the pair of chessboards left by Mr. Cui, relying on Mr. Cui's unresolved, he reluctantly pulled back a game.

When he got outside the door, Lin Junzheng did not take the initiative to speak, and he said goodbye to them.

Yu Yufu took the initiative to make a statement with Lin Junyi for the first time.

Yu Yufu smiled and said: "Lin Junyi, don't die, don't die, go back to the Middle-earth Shenzhou, welcome you to detour, first go to Yujia to be a guest, the family has my peers, since childhood, good chess."

Lin Junxiao smiled and said: "Please ask Miss Yu, don't do that long-legged!"

Yu Yufu showed a smile, "I will see you later."

Lin Junyi hesitated a bit, took a step back, made a fuss, and apologized: "There was some unspeakable calculation, and Junyi was here to pay tribute to Miss Yu."

Yu Yufu smiled and said: "Your family has a good eye, but unfortunately the students can't do it. Lin Junyi, you can be so straightforward, then I will be fixed this month."

really. really!

It was said by Mr. Cui.

so close.

Don't look at Yu Yufu, a woman who is held by a vulgar officer and holds his head against the wall. In fact, Yujia's niece is simple.

Yu Yufu no longer speaks, and smashes the head of a little girl around him. Later, Xiao Shantou is her registered disciple. She will follow her to learn to punch, and the apprentices will travel together in the world!

As for the other two sword repairing embryos of almost the same age, the qualification is not top-notch in the Great Wall of Jianqi, but it is also very cheesy in the world of Haoran. As long as it is a sword repair, which sect will be more? What's more, the so-called not top-notch is compared to the genius of Qikang, Pang Yuanji, Situ Weiran and Guo Zhujiu. The land of the gods in the world is still very rare.

Jin Zhenmeng said: "Jun, I am in my hometown. If I don't want to abandon me, I will be a friend. I will find you to drink!"

Lin Junyi nodded: "It's a bit disgusting, but if the wine is really good, I will hold my nose and drink it again."

Jin Zhenmeng, who has less temperament and less words, also laughed hard. He took a step forward and took a shot of Lin Junyi's shoulder. “The young boy in front of me is Lin Junyi in my heart! It is the first person in our Shaoyuan dynasty.

Jianxian is very happy in the summer.

Zhu Mei is also a bit happy, and he is very happy. It should have been like this.

Zhu Mei's words are very concise and concise. “Lin Junyi, see you in your hometown.”

Lin Junyi nodded with a smile.

Into the door, Chen Pingan leaned against the shadow wall, holding a sword and drinking, not at the waist, whispered: "Jun, you will have earned if you leave the Jiancheng Great Wall. It has not lost anything. Then, you can earn more, but you may lose a lot. In general, you can leave the table."

The white-shirted boy of the Middle-earth Shenzhou, the genius sword repair, some eyebrows flying, "be big to make big!"

Lin Junxi laughed again: "Why, judging the hidden officials, I will not let me die in the Great Wall."

Chen Pingan asked: "Outside the door, it is natural to count people, but is it more fun than playing chess with people?"

Lin Jun snorted.

Chen Pingan whispered: "The former ability, don't throw it, this kind of thing outside the door, but also get used to a few points. That's good."

Lin Junyi nodded.

Chen Pingan said: "If you see people deeper, this heart is already a fish in the middle of the heart. You don't have to worry about this."

Lin Junyi asked: "What is the solution?"

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "The moon is in the water. As long as you are willing to open your eyes and see it, you will be able to see it and be at your fingertips."

Lin Junyi hesitated for a moment, or frankly met. "Hidden officials, you see the strict laws, Jiang Guancheng, these people? Do you think you should?"

Chen Pingan said: "They are not there, Yu Yufu, Zhu Mei? Not to mention the real majority, actually those who do not want to speak or speak."

Lin Junyi asked: "When are the hidden officials, when will they go to the battlefield?"

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Even if you want to go, you can only steal the past."

Then Lin Junxi saw the young occult officer doing a strange movement, raised his hands and rubbed his hair.

Lin Junyi didn't dare to ask, looked around, and there was no woman. Mi Yu and Gu Jianlong were so normal. It was just a young invisible official, and it was a bit awkward.

Chen Pingan looked at the sky and said: "I am waiting for someone, he is a swordsman."

Chapter end