A Lady’s Tranquility

Jiang Xining did think about it: if he is a bad person, he should prevent it in need, dangerous. Since I know that Zhou Yizhen is evil, why not dare to do it before he is big, so as to avoid today's disaster?

But if she is a wicked person, how can it be saved?

If you saved Yuxi, you prove that she is not a bad person. It's not a bad person, and it will not be removed before a person will be mistaken before he will make mistakes in the future.

So thinking, actually became a dead office.

She is such a person, so she must encounter these things.

If you must have a bottom, or fear is -

She is not strong enough.

It is like this, the world is too reasonable. Is Xiao Yan two marriage? Xie Qi'an has negative blood sea and veteran, to humiliate more than 20 years; the sinking of the past is not strong enough? One facing chartered, crossing the palace, or sicking the gamma.

Who is strong, it is only a moment.

Dongfeng overwhelmed the western wind and the West Wind overwhelmed Dongfeng.

No one can really strong.

How can the world in the world?

When I left, Xie Wan imitationly saw the confusion of her heart, only a little: "The truth of the world, I don't know the strength of the weak. However, there is no strength, there is no reason. Weak people always like to speak to the strong The truth, it can be reasonable never standing there. "

After finishing, he recovered his eyes.

The door was returned again.

I'm silent in the fourth.

Jiang Xining closed his eyes, as if he heard the sound of thoughts.

I took a long time, she slowly supported the ground, got up, picking up a few mouthfuls of the dish cake on the side, and a few mouthfuls.

At night, she finally came out from the house.

hurss to go to the cabbage.

Jiang Xining first drank soup, and took a bowl of rice in the dishes, and then washed people to find the knife.

I heard that Jiang Xue Ning was looking for himself, and the knife piano was half-pointed, only when she was unrest, she was able to stand in the steps, and the scene of Yuxi was not floating.

He didn't dare to speak.

Only only the room is only hidden, there is nothing, Jiang Xianning burys something before writing, and I have seen him, and I have seen him, silent, said: "You come in."

The knife piano hit the knife, the lips became a crimp, and finally came in.

Pen ink is placed on the case.

After the short three letter has been written, Jiang Xiang Ning will be blown away by his ink, and the letter is folded, and the three different envelopes are put into the inquiry. The things will be very difficult. You follow Mr. for many years, walking into north, martial arts, there is a good response, so this is tight, I want to pay you to do. "

The knife piano took the letter and looked at her.

Jiang Xining continued: "In these three letters, a letter is written to non-Dynasty. This person may know more than I know; a fence is given to Zheng Bao, he has already become a polician in the palace. It is a person who is a 'dropwater, Yongquan. Zha, Mr. Xie's roots in Beijing will not be completely removed so fast, is the so-called snake to play seven, I hope you go to Beijing, After passing the two, secretly coordinate the Chinese matters, and grab a person for me. "

The piano stunned.

Jiang Xiang Ning looked at him, a word: "It is a woman, the backyard of Zhou Wei, it is his room, followed him when he has not yet laces, and calling ''. I don't know if she has? For Zhou Wei's birth, if there is no convenience, some will take it away. "

The piano asked: "Third letter?"

Jiang Xining got up and went to the copper pot of Qingshui, immersed his fingers to the ink, and the sound was gentleless: "After caught the mother, left to Zhou Wei."

Under the eyes of her, she is unprecedented.

The knife piano is silent for a long time, he said: "Yes."

Jiang Xining said: "Don't be too late, you will start as soon as possible."

The knife piano is stationed in the original, and it seems to have to say.

When the lip is divided, the throat is jealous, no matter what, those words can't be exported.

What is the use of apology?

Yuxi has been back.

Jiang Xining slowly closed his eyes, remembered that pure silly girl, it was a leaf card and couldn't bear to win others, and the emotion is not allowed.

After a moment, she pressed them.

Then I said to the knife: "You are not wrong, good is not wrong. The wrong thing is only those who are good, the people who have evil. Fang will not blame you, but she must help her to help her."

The monkey is still strong, heard this, but the nose is sudden, the bottom is tide, and the tears come, and smashed on the back.

He helped his knife, but said: "The piano will not be insulting!"

Then get up, worship Jiang Xianning, and strictly step out.

From Zhangzhou to Beijing, the world has been chaotic.

Zhou Wei's road, even there is a dream feel.

It is still good when it is clear, and there are news that the sorrows of winning will be swayed, and the monster industry is like it; when he is going to go back to the official road, I have seen many ragged lifeligas, bringing a port, mostly from south Come.

And the more you go east, the more people.

I finally got to Beijing, he felt that he was safe, and the people on Zhangzhou did not want to chase it, so he asked in the hall, asked: "The official came back from Zhangzhou, see the road Women's countless, what is going on? "

The - "

Zhou Wei's heart hop: "To be against?"



"..."

Zhou Wei's face suddenly turned down, he lied his reins in one hand, and his strength was brought to the rough edge of the reins.

He was scared by him.

Zhou Wei didn't say more. After changing the horse, there was no meaning to stop and stopped, and I directly urged the official road. At the time of the day, I arrived in Beijing.

The first thing is home.

Under the servo of the butter, he also guarded her concern. I changed the clean, brought the blood, but I was so bloody, I immediately entered the palace.

When people arrive at the door of the palace, they were in the case where the hanging geese was swaying from the other.

This incomplete is still eight-step.

Everything is rich, the waist is smashed, knowing that his identity is different from people, I don't know what a liar hawker in the street, come out to sell it.

I saw Zhou Wei, Xiao Dingye picked up, and he didn't avoid him. He smiled and greeted: "Oh, this is not a weekly command to make it? Already come back from Zhangzhou. But you can't rush I am angry in front of it. "

How is it also a benevolent benefactor?

In the past two years, he mixed a gift in the head of the ritual. He paided a bunch of the right to expensive and expensive, and did not do anything "Xiaoyao" in the capital, which is extremely good. Whether it is drunk.

Although Zhou Weizhi is not a means of clean, the character is tightening, but you can do more people to deal with such people. Let's let alone Xiao Wei disguses this unmanned brother, he will not be deep with Xiao Ding.

So this moment is only faint.

There is no half of the consecutive sentence, and he has been in the opposite side, and goes to the palace.

Drying the situation in the palace, really is not good.

Haven't gotten it yet, I have heard the sound of the anger of Shen Yan: "Good day! Good day! Eat Xiong Xin leopard, and dare to roll the soil! Don't look at a gang of the people, what climate How did the emperor call this group of chaos ambiguity, how can they call them to have no return! Come, go to Xu Guo Jong Xiaoyuan! "

Zheng Bao hurriedly came out of the door.

I hit Zhou Wei in my face.

Zhou Wei served by this emperor, it is always the guests of the guest, so they gently arched, and the sound is lowered: "Zheng Gonggong, Saints?"

Zheng Bao looked at him and said: "A times before the advancement, the soldiers, Jinling, Tianjiao."

Yu Yu's day, selected in the first month of 14.

The news that is gradually chaotic in the south is late, but it is also transferred to Zhangzhou.

There is a court in front of the court, and there is a day.

The world will be chaotic, and the Limin is uneasy.

Don't say that the people are displaced, even if they want to help, they can't come back, and they can only find a good place to be good in Zhangzhou City, will be buried.

Wanchengjiao, copy the holiday for the court;

Salt Field Chamber of Commerce, has a little more than half of the audience.

At this time, I have a few days of wine, I have a funeral, and I wake up to see the horrible daylight, I heard the noisy movement, follow the people who go outside, see the people of suits, and there is already The coffin of the car was lifted, and there was a dream back to the past.

Solitude, shadow.

In addition to yourself, there is nothing.

Jiang Xianning is also standing next to the coffin.

Even Mr. Xie is also coming.

When Ren Zhi took the past, we watched Jiang Xue Ning as long time, and I wanted to come to this, maybe there is no such a disaster. There is no Jiang Xianning, and Fang Yu will not be saved.

Until the singing, he went back to God.

The boss who once fell into the jeweling, and his book was angry, but he recovered the appearance of the original, holding a card, walking in front.

Out of town.

Root.

Animation.

A new grave is so tonally, the paper is flying over the day.

Jiang Xining looked quietly, the higher the loess, and finally buried it completely, and only thought that there was a waste of artemisia.

Xie Jun and others looked at her.

She squatted in front of the new tomb, gently stretched the rough stone, said: "I have something to say alone, let me stay alone."

Everyone is all speechless.

Ren Xiang turned to leave, as if it was more than a moment here, it was suffocated.

The rest of the people look at the wakes.

Xie is quiet and half, and the love will soon leave Zhangzhou, and I know that EYT is in her heart, she still has no many words, only telling a few servings, I have seen it far away. Yourself with the rest of the people, waiting to wait for the flat place at the foot.

No one speaks.

However, there is a large half of it. When Xie Yong wants Yan Lin to go up, the mountain forest has suddenly commented on an angry mite: "Who ?!"

Soldier confrontation routines!

Everyone feels that the scalp is fried, shocked.

Yan Lin's reaction is even very fast, I don't want to swite up! I went to the new grave, but I saw that there were tens of black towels in the mulk from the jungle overlap, and they were fighting with the people surveyed.

These people have a strange strange shape, even more, hunch, and set it on the head of the person, and then spin down!

The end is cruel!

It's all blood drop!

Yan is constant, sweeping eyes, where is the original tombstone where there is Jiang Xianning traces? !

There is a vague figure in the opposite mountain forest.

Today, this is a funeral, and it is outside the Cangzhou City. Who can think that there will be people who don't know that ghosts are in this place? A group of people who have brought the blade, the people in the army are more likely to fight, fight the battle, and if the arms are single, can you compare with these knives in the rivers and lakes? At a time, I can't help them, I watched the people in the mountains and watched the people in the mountains quickly disappeared!

"Ning Ning -"

Yan Linyi wants to crack, and a sword is opened to the chest of the black towel, and the hot blood splashed, but even wipe it, and the hardcore and the blood is chasing it. go with!

The whole graveyard is overwhelming.

The sword intersects, the limbs are residual.

Bloody blood is thrown.

So a few drops falling, splashing to the new tombstone that is justified today, and will put the blood-dyed blood point that is lightly sturdy.

Xie's injuries have not yet, followed by, the footsteps are in a hurry, don't touch the wound, and the waist is invisible.

See this scene, what else does he still do?

At this moment, I only feel that there is nothing in the world, only the remaining cold and sinister, the wind is like a knife!

He stepped on the corpse lying down, from the blood of the blood, before standing to the tombstone, took the paper, slowly opened.

There have been many years and have never seen this.

In this letter, the people who write letters don't call him "Young Morning", but call him - Due!

"The world of the big fight, gather together;

"Wange ..." He is passionate, and it has a steep smile, but the hand in the paper is faintly green, slowly, "I can't find you, I will send it to the door."