Qiwu was climbed up the mountain with Qingfeng, and I did n’t know how many times it slipped in the middle. How many footholds he repeatedly found it, so it took a night to easily turn the danger. When the Qingfeng finally dragged Qiwu up, the girl that girl, the girl

It seems that it is definitely out of danger, so I fell asleep when I was sleepy.

"I ... I want to sleep late at night ..." Qi Wu woke up and found out the danger, saying sorry.

"Everyone is like this." However, the general didn't seem to blame the general, and helped her go back.

"Leather ... it's broken ..." When he returned to the stream, Qiwu was finally a little spirit.

Xiang Qingfeng seemed to understand something, stopped and waited for Qiwu to wash his face, Qiwu borrowed light and looked at the water, and saw the mud on his face uneven, and he couldn't help but panic.

"Why should I be ugly?" Xiang Qingfeng stood behind her, puzzled, frowned.

"Because I want to be the leader." She looked back, or smiled like yesterday. This scene is no longer a carriage in Changping Road, but it is no longer the mansion of the Donggu Guo, but it is no longer the yard of the Xiling sawing waves, but

It is not the Golden Army base outside Xingzhou ...

At this moment, the master really does not recognize herself, and I am afraid that I really forget the protagonist. What happened, who knows? When Xiang Qingfeng's eyebrows are full of sadness and pity: What leader? Are you our master?

mother.

"And, it is not necessarily ugly. The face becomes black, so she can cover this scar." She smiled, with a little shyness.

Shocked Xiang Qingfeng. Although the master never blamed him, the surface did not care at all, but now Xiang Qingfeng understands it completely. She cares about which woman does not care about her face.

Frowning for it? And the protagonist is a king, as long as she is the king of her. How pressure is the pressure of public opinion?

"Xiang General?" She stunned, looking at his face, and mistakenly thought he had abandoned the scar.

"If he uses some of the plaster ... maybe he can get rid of it." He sighed, and he didn't know if the fire poison was still there.

At this time, the soldiers in Zhaizi saw Xiang Qingfeng and greeted them in a panic: "Xiang General! I won't see you all night!

"Where is Lu Zhiyang?!" Xiang Qingfeng returned to cold, and asked severely.

"The owner of the village, the deputy village master, and the big leaders are welcome to the Lord!" When the Bingwei said, he was a shock to the Qingfeng and Qiwu: "The protagonist is here?!"

"Yeah, the front line battle was finished a few days ago! The protagonist shrank the second king back into his house, so the protagonist chased him to clean up him."

Seeing the protagonist! He should have been here! "

"But the owner of the village ..." Qiwu actually didn't know if Lu Zhiyang had changed. The interval of one night was difficult to say.

It will be half dark tomorrow. At this time, why should you be counted as dawn?

Just when I saw a younger brother standing at a high place, he had to be very active. The younger brother turned his face to recognize her for a long time and did not recognize her: "Girl, you ..." Xiang Qingfeng glanced at her buttocks, shook her head and smiled hard.

The hustle and bustle of this scene, even if he was to the breeze, he had to squeeze in while litting up. In the process, Xiang Qingfeng never let go of Qiwu's hand.

Okay. Red on the face, take the initiative to hold him ...

But watching him stop, he turned his side, and pointed to everyone's focus to introduce her: "That is the protagonist."

Qiwu was shocked, looking at the sound, under the mountains, a large number of black pressure was all war armor, and the formation of the formation of the Jin Army and the righteous army here were compared.

, Neatly planned, serious and disciplined, being used by light armor, cross -ray horse, swinging swords, crossbows, drums like thunder, long horns floating, although not the battlefield, there is a sense of clouds, soldiers and rushing.

After seeing it for a moment, Qiwu was extremely nervous and dared not move at will. And these soldiers' unique leaders can be separated from others in just one glance-

Lin Yan, where he watched the horse, none of them were not conquered. He did not need to call the wind and rain, the wind was how, and the rain was leaning.

city!

In the past, the general trend of the world was controlled. According to the territory of the princes, the bandit of Antaka, the war of the southern country.

In the upcoming, the troops are on the millions of rivers, and the first peak of the Guanshan mountain.

Such a person taught Qiwu to feel oppression and suffocation, bloody, murderous, beacon, war ...

What can people feel oppressed and suffocated? It is death!

"To the general, don't ... go to the protagonist to report to the protagonist? I ... I won't go ..." She depended on it, and dared not go forward.

"No. You must go." Xiang Qingfeng looked back at her. However, she was scared by Lin Yan's military power, and was almost dragged by Xiang Qingfeng to the stone step.

In the center, it happened that she couldn't see her face on the side, but it didn't seem to be as rough as Xiao who was lined up with a word around him.

Suddenly, he was reluctant, unknowingly and loosening his hands to Qingfeng, and he was not as scared: it turned out that domineering can be so elegant ...

Xiang Qingfeng watched the master and approached the protagonist step by step, and was so relieved. At this moment, he gave the protagonist a surprise, subconsciously, and slowed down.

"Lord, look at this woman ..." Unexpectedly, at this time, Xiang Qingfeng suddenly saw it. Lu Zhiyang pulled a white girl and walked to Lin Yan.

, A thought in the minds of Qingfeng, flashed by -Lu Zhiyang's rebellion!

This white girl, obviously Su Muran instructed Lu Zhiyang to Lin Yan, but Su Muran spent a long time to tune and wait for the assassination of Lin Yan! This white girl has a pair of eyes that looks like Yiner.

Sweet is similar to Yin'er seven or eight points. Obviously, through this appearance, the Lord is lost, and then — then —

"Lord!" Xiang Qingfeng came out, and saw the puzzle of the fake yin, but faster than her, the Zhen Yin Er's row out of the sheath!

Luke stabbed in the past and cut off the girl dagger. Once the girl was lost, she flew her sleeve arrow and even straightly aimed at her.

However, although Lin Yan was caught off guard, he was obviously not afraid of any assassination. After a hundred battles, he was like him. At the first moment of the picture of the picture, he was already defense.

In half of the 3,000 decisions flowing through the heart, I thought that the second person was also here to assassinate him, but in this electric light fire stone, how could it be possible to harm who lost her life at will, so I did not hesitate to take her in time to avoid this in time.

One arrow, the female assassin was so fast, and when she saw the situation, she kicked out a row of poisoned needles.

It was also quickly given the female assassin to die.

Countless times the dark arrow guns made Lin Yan unable to take it lightly to the woman in her arms, and immediately wanted to release her to see who she was ...

More than seven or eight points!

Isn't this face just Yin !?

Forgotten, he awakened him like an earthquake. All the defense was defeated by her. All the sorrows were destroyed by her.

No longer let us separate the end of the world, God finally returned you to me again!

Suddenly, there was a loneliness of years to force her to compensate. Some years of words want to tell her, have years of time to come back with her. Is this a dream or reality? Is this a human or a soul?

Is this the Southern Song or the Kingdom of the Southern Song Dynasty? Is this the year of the Jiatai or the celebration of the celebration? He does not want to move another step.

She really sent him to kill him. Lin Yan who completely disappeared his defense power. Lin Yan, who was no longer here, was no longer remembered that the crisis had not passed.

It's too short, everyone hasn't stepped forward, I saw Lu Zhiyang grabbing the last step against Lin's stabbing, obviously because of the lack of way, so it was very bad!

Qiwu, who was tightly hugged by Lin Yan, was hugged in the mist in the clouds, and suddenly seeing that a strong light was covered with a strong light, and it was not good to get a sword to meet.

Between Lin Yan and Feng Blade ...

Immediately after a while, the wind was filled with her ears, that vaguely was the sound of drinking hate, and the famous deafening. For a while, the pain of the ears had the pain of the back heart, and Qiwu couldn't experience it. Behind the back, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it, behind it.

How much the sword pierced the body, did the strength remove the hate knife and removed most of them? And Lu Zhiyang Luzhai owner, did you go on a knife, the bones were gone ...

The more vertical and horizontal the sand field, the hero who is free, the more he can't prevent the insidious villain, and the dark attack. Qiwu thought about it, and suddenly a black stand was unstable.

There is no strength.

"Yin'er ..." In fact, there are still many sounds around me. Why did you hear these two words, Yin'er?

The protagonist's face is full of anxiety. Holding her is so scary. Is the protagonist talking to herself, or is the military doctor called Yin? She suddenly found that the protagonist's hand was covered with blood.
Chapter completed!