Dandere General and his Lord

"I heard it, I heard it." The six monkeys Yang Lu Yang gasped back.

At this moment, during the team trimming, Yangsheng and other several pre-husbands were discussing on the ground, heard this, and turned to the head.

"How? They will tell you?"

"I have a horse, a horse, one top two," Yang Lu Hao is probably, "I found a fellow in the top of the C., set, he told me about the secrets of their team's station team."

Several people's heads are together.

"This is the case, you have to think that the team is fast and need to be ..."

In the other party, Sist Changzhou ran back to his own array.

"How? How to detect?" Better Han, who was in the team, turned his head and asked him.

"Playing ... to play." A Fu wiped the sweat on the head.

In the last battle, he finally barely cut an enemy's head.

Although the number of people who have reached the first-class slapsegle is also early. But he is fortunate to become the father in the team.

It is really too little person who can really make ten people in a battle.

Therefore, people are high and horses, as a peace of mind, and he cut him, as a member of this team.

"They don't deliberately concealment, I have been asked in the past, and I have taught me carefully."

"Okay, you are fine than I said. We are more than the scholar, as long as you know how to lose, how can you lose ignorance of the slave."

This Han Shen is an old soldier who has experienced the battle of the city. It has been a battle. It is newly promoted to a hundred husband, and the Zhengli Huo Huo is eager to show some.

When He Lanzhen arrived,

Wujin has gradually western.

The rest of the campus has already collapsed the decentralization.

The venue of the ink bridge is still in the old man, and there is a sound.

What makes him strangely, the school officials on the court are some strange sentences.

"Mom, and stand fault position, pigs are smart than you, do you still want to eat meat? Do you want to eat meat?"

"Give Laozi straight, straight! Take a look at other teams, then look at you. Do you want to be assigned by the public tomorrow? You lost this person, Laozi can't afford!"

Moqiao saw He Lan Yu arrived, came over, and a military ceremony.

"You are in practice." He Lanzhen took his shoulder, "the soldier is cured as a wins. Bridge, you have nothing wrong with this start. I have worried that you are only worried. Brave, will pay attention to the exercise of fighting, ignore the team soldiers. Today, I seem to be excessive. "

"But you don't have to be overhaustic, you need to know relaxation. This day is late, so that the soldiers will rest."

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"Oh? Can you still have this?" He Lanzhen was very unexpected.

Five thousands of thousands of husbands, I saw the arrival of He Lan Hao, who was leading the entire army, rushed over to see the ceremony.

One of the Liang Qianfu, who had been five-year-old, and a two lips stayed with two octals, Li Qianfu, is the old department of Helan.

Seeing He Lan Question, I laughed and replied.

"General Mi Jun is indeed unique, and the veins of these new soldiers are more than the good bonus, and one is like playing a chicken, and it is not willing to go." Liang Qian said.

"General, you tested me here, my heart is not willing. Can stay for a day, Lao Li, I am taking advantage of the generals of the ink." Li Qian hugged boxing, "taking advantage of the gas."

He Lan Yizhen two fingers, I have some points, "I told you that Xiao Yao is my brother. You help him, you will not have the opportunity to succeed in the fortune."

Liang, Li I, nodded.

The remaining three thousand have a long, although the heart is in the heart.

Not satisfied with the deployment of Helan, but He Lan Yizhuang is born, and it is a red man in front of the Lord, and they don't dare to defend, but they have to pay.

"Walk, I invite you to drink. Let's be familiar with each other, and I will celebrate the generals of the ink." He Lan Yan took the shoulders of Mo Bridge, and he greet everyone out of the campus.

Zhangzhou newly hit the battle.

There are many young soldiers who have just had a number of blood rogues, and they have a lot of money in their arms, just struggled back from the life and death line, full of energy in all release.

So in the days of the day, whether the girls are in the sky, the Baihua Building, or the Chu Huai House in Xiaoyu, Qin Feng Tower, etc. are the city, night and night.

At the beginning of this Huaignant, there is a red lantern in Huaji Liuxiang.

The Dongfeng Night is a thousand trees, and the enchantive sleeves are fragrant, and Lang Junxi will meet.

The phoenix sound, the jade pot is turning, Tianxiangge is lively.

Moqiao stopped his footsteps before the signboard of Tianxiang Court.

He didn't expect that He Lan's proposed drinking is to this occasion.

For him, whether it is a female junior, or a small house, it is a place that makes him very discomfort.

Let him think of his teenage days. The little own is desperately struggling to survive in the mortal museum of the mud.

"How is Xiaolu, walk." He Lanqi and a few thousand hooks and shoulders walking in front, seeing him stop, returning to pull him, "It is a man, don't twist down, my brother is taking it today. You see the world. "

They have a big room in the second floor, which can both look at the song and dance performances downstairs, and do not have to squeeze together with the old soldiers in the hall.

Several looks of beautiful women are sitting on the side, pouring the wine, and smashes attentively.

Several soldiers downstairs, filled some yellow soup, have forgotten the occasion, and the exclusive spoof is talking about the situation of this battle.

"Tell me, this service, I only serve the newly promoted ink," said a big soldier with the beard of his face, "I saw it in the east, I saw two horses, saddle two On the side, it is covered with the dog's head. The horse has passed through my eyes, and the blood on the head is all the way. The two secretary have not come. "

"Hey, you have no bones, even serve a slave." Another rosewood face of the big man, "Napo Bridge is just the common pet, accounting for the main public, I have some military power, I I don't accept him. "

Only listening, a glass of wine is smashed from the sky, and I am squatting on the desktop of that table, and the wine is splashing.

That kind of soldier and hailed, I was going to drink, and I looked up at the two floors. I saw a few men who were handsome. I blocked, I couldn't see the face, but I was obviously not their small soldiers. of.

Several people instantly have a neck in a moment, and it is silent.

"That Zi noodles, you are in this bureau, the enemy is the first geometry?" Ya room came to a faint male voice.

The soldiers of the soldiers were awake, he lowered his head, dabilizing the returns of shrinkage, "Notifying ... Telling the official, the little person won one, one."

The sound of a few people in the elegance.

It is a laughter in the hall.

"I thought it was a powerful person, dared to call the book. It turns out that the zero head of people is enough."

"Laughing people are slaves, knowing that they are even slaves."

"The ink school is called my army to kill God, he is suffocating, walking around me, my legs will be soft. This is only one person, I dare to drag the word, even I can't even be more than I can't even."

"I don't know how many brothers get?"

"Let my brothers laugh, I barely got three more. I dare not boast."

"Not bad, it is also three. Haha."

In a laughter, the army of the rosewood face, the embarrassing station in the crowd, the soup of the face, and wipe it.

I have to laugh at everyone, full of red and red.

Above the Yacon, He Lan is a cup: "You don't need to be careless, your road is still very wider, your talent will be seen by the world, these rumors are late, there will be no sound."

Mochi is playing with a cup.

He is waiting for a woman in a red dress.

If the woman's skin is geared, the softness of the snow, and the silver pot will be added to the ink bridge.

The ink bridge has a hand-held cup wall, one hand of the bottom, nodded slightly.

The woman lifted the clothes sleeves, and smiled and looked up.

"The army is really the people of Swun, and the people of the slaves are all known, and the vulgar soldiers are all different, it is worthy of the school."

Said that she looked looked down, she cuddyed into the ink bridge.

"Slave name, I don't know if I can't even wear adults tonight."

A iron pliers a general palm, instantly hold her wrist, stop her actions. The big force is big, so that the sputum can't help it.

Mo Bridge did not speak, but his strength clearly expressed his meaning.

Knowing the flowers sitting straight, no longer passing.

These soldiers who have just returned from the killing site have a lot of sexual tyranny, she is reluctant to provoke such a person.

She quietly smashed the painful wrist, I was sorry, I thought it was a handsome vendor, I can fish more, I just just a rude, it seems that this order is a white fee.

I only hope that these people go quickly, the old lady will pick a golden main service.

Moqiao is not expected to be expected, and the wine has been in the three patrols. He Lanqi can't stay, I finally had to go with him.

Out of the soft jade, the floral dance.

After the fresh night wind outside the door, the ink bridge is deeply sucking, and I feel that I am alive.

He opened a big step, anxious from behind him, returning to the night's place where he was most comfortable.

The roadside is an inconspicuous alley, and the crying of a few men's wretched laughter.

The ink bridge stopped and hesitated.

Among the moonlight, there are vaguely see a few thick men's figure in the alley, bullying the ground on the ground.

A depressed scream, struggling limbs, it is particularly thorn in the night.

Once, every time the war, in the camp of the slave, this kind of thing can be seen everywhere, and the ink bridge has never interfered, and it is unable to interfere.

But this time he doesn't know why, you will reach out.

He shouted the iron boxing, and he was unfair to got the men's eyes.

After the men fled, the woman who was bullied, climbed from the ground, she took a broken cyan clothing, barely obscured her body, and her eyes were fearful and looked at this powerful man in front of him.

Moqiao suddenly remembered the green sleeves in Chu Huai House before.

That always likes teenagers who won the snowy clothes, the skin. The green sleeves are thin, temper, often responsible for serving his ink bridge.

However, in the heart of Mo Bridge, there is a grateful for him. I didn't want to succumb to the owner of the Chu Huai House, and I was from the end of life and death.

It is the green sleeve appears in the door, and I told myself and put it out.

But how long, the green sleeves took glamorous scars and died in front of themselves.

The ink bridge looked at the woman wearing green clothes in front of him. Take your own robe and throw it in front of her.

Sorry, I didn't have the ability to save you. If it is in today, I will not look at you.

......

Going back to your house, Moqiao is lying on the bed and can't sleep for a long time.

Today, the Lord has its own guard team, no need to guard against night.

However, the Lord still let him take a break in the room of the temple.

He and the Lord are only a small door.

The delicate wooden door is slightly open, and the light of the candlelight is coming out, it seems to be waiting for him, waiting for him to take the initiative to push the door.

Today, the lights of the red wine did not mess with his heart, but at this moment, this fine door stitched the candlelight, but he was in trouble.

The ink bridge turned out and quietly came to the door and looked at the world on the door.

The main man is sitting in front of the desk, and the god of the gods is covered.

At the table, the candle in the lamp, which is like a master, such as a general face.

The line of sight of the ink bridge, can't help it on it. From the low vertex eyelashes, focus, to the beautiful nose, to ... the pink lips.

That pair of lips.

With light pink gloss, it looks like it, but it is like that.

Mochi is afraid to see again.

His eyes go down, slipping over a white neck, under a high collar.

The Lord always likes to wear a high-necked clothes.

His eyes stopped on the soft cloak.

The ink bridge took his face, escaped to his bed, blindfold with the quilt.

I am concentrated on the junior leaf of government affairs, and I heard a gently. She looked up, looked at the door connected to the bridge room, and the door is dark, and there is no.

Where is the bridge to go, isn't there yet?