Dandere General and his Lord

Go back to the palace.

Cheng Qian leaf looked at the assassin who was bindered by the five flowers.

This is a very young assassin, which can only be counted.

He has three arrows in his body, blood flows, there is a place to prevent him from being self-exhausted, and there is no way to huddle, indifferent, there is no special expression on his face, with a quiet calm .

Cheng Qian leaf frowned. This person is so little age, it is already an experienced assassin. I don't know how many people have been contaminated. He even doesn't care, ready to accept death.

Yao Tianxiang heard that he caught the assassin and hurriedly came to join the fun.

"This is not small. When I married Lu Country, I have seen it smaller." She shook his head, reached out, "You can't believe it," Child, you can take people 's life without your life. "

Zhou Zixi suddenly opened: "Do you know Yang?"

A small expression of the Assassin has changed, and he obviously surprised, looked up at Zhou Zixi, and then bowed down.

He recognizes that Ayang.

People present in the field understand.

"Bring it down. Give you a dispose of it." Cheng Qianye said to Ajia, then she hesitated, adding a sentence, "Don't be too much, revenue."

Ajia will go out to the assassin.

The heart of the main public is not too soft, even a assassin still wants to be in hand.

She took someone with someone, and she was in my heart.

The last leader ordered the traitor for three days, but it was very decisive.

Alal looked down at my own tie on my left hand, or the Lord's hand helped her.

She raised the palm of the white bandage and looked at the sun.

The Lord is really interesting.

Forget it, anyway, I and Zhang's adults are staring around her, and my heart is soft.

After everyone quit,

Yao Tianxiang squatted on the table of Cheng Chi, looked at her approval army: "Why do you want to stay in his life, thousands of feathers?"

"I ..." Cheng Qian leaf attention is not on this, she holds a small knife, is demolishing the fire lacquer on the envelope.

Yao Tianxiang continued to say: "These death servants have accepted cruel training from small, repeatedly taught must be loyal, basically there is no idea, they can only be loyal to the Lord, even their own life. Don't report them Sympathize. "

"As long as it is a person, you will have your own ideas." Cheng Qian leaf does not stop.

Yao Tianxiang raised the example of the side: "You see your Alake around you. As long as she is injured, she can laugh when she is hurt, and she can laugh when she kills. It is not a good expression. They have been trained into one. Handle murderous weapons, there is no feelings at all. You are still useless to stay the assassin. "

Is there any own feelings? Cheng Qian leaf took out the letters, twisting in hand, caught in thinking.

She judges that a person is so bad, often habits to rely on this person's colors.

But this time, she made a bit of hidden heart, but because he was arrested.

He bullied the little , one side of itself fell by half - or in the case of himself very hungry.

Cheng Qianhui has not seen obsidian's general color, maybe there is no good evil in a pure black world, all the actions are only happy.

"That person is a bit, and let him live a few days."

Cheng Qian leaf launched a letter, which is a private letter written from the front line.

On the thick number of sheets of paper, all the circumstances of the front line are described.

Only in the end, write a sentence:

I didn't see the main public, and I was deeply deep.

The writing of the whole letter is worked in whole, only to this line of words, and the horizontal is also inaccurate, and it is not straight.

Cheng Qian leaf is almost imagined. How does Moqiao have risen red face, and the pen is unstable, and it will be courageous after a long story, adding such a sentence.

Cheng Qianfei smiled.

"Bridge is written to you? Laughing?" Yao Tianxiang asked curiously.

Cheng Qian leaf has not given her back to her.

"Hey, what are you rare?" Yao Tianxiang turned a white eye, "Just the ink bridge, there is no fart in the Baise, can you write a flower?"

"He just wrote a sentence, but I feel happy to be happy." Cheng Qianye laughed.

Yao Tianxiang enjoys: "You can't write this way, you must say this, you need to say, I have a sympathy, write a sound and color, let him read, for you."

Cheng Qianye turned out of the paper pen: "The line is travel, give some opinions, I want to write some?"

Yao Tianxiang was attached to her ear: "You write what soft jade lights are covered, push people, want to refuse to welcome, ..."

In the middle army of the Moqiao, the deputy official Auo entered the account.

"General, Zhengzhou's eight hundred miles of urgents."

The ink bridge has passed the letter, and the front side of the envelope is correct, the left-handed relatives, the lacquer on the back is the main private small print.

He hurriedly opened the envelope and took the letter paper just looked at it, and he closed again.

I barely coughed two channels: "There is nothing, the Au You will take it."

The AU quit from the account, the heart is confused, is Zhengzhou what happened? It is rushing to see the general face.

The ink bridge is around, and it is determined that there is no one in the account.

Fangcai carefully unfolded letter paper, I saw the first sentence of the row, and it was written to "the West Harm Collection":



The ink bridge has a red heartbeat, if you want to see it, you can't bear it, you have to bear it twice.

"The main public ... is really." He closed the letter, arrived at the chest, and felt the whole body hot from the inside.

......

Under the pixel of the Moqiao, Li Wenguang, Chu An Hou 3rd Road,

The dog journey was defeated, and the dog was too emperor. He didn't help but hide the pearl. He only had to bring the Yuan Shun Dynasty.

It is said that when the river is, the vessel is not enough, and the palace is struggling to surround the boat. Push each other, falling into the drowning, do not know the geometry.

After the vessel is fully loaded, there are still countless dogs who don't know the water. They are dead, and the soldiers on the ship can only sway the knife to cut the fingers in the ship.

After boating, the broken finger in the cabin even throws it with hand.

The body blocked the river for a moment, and the blood is dyed.

Its shackles are sad.

Li Wenguang borrowed the flourishing and fierce, and recovered his old nest, Liangzhou lost land. Here, there was no longer used to borrow from the land, and he was in the northwest.

Chu State Chu An Hou has grids some of the land of Wei Guo, which has gradually become the southern hegemony.

The army of Mochi is in the west of the army, passing through the Hutun Guan, and the stone door, accounting for a belt of Fengdu.

In Zhengzhou City.

Cheng Qian leaf is standing in front of a huge box, watching the red march line.

That is the route that Moqiao has walked all the way, and the bridge is so far away from her.

"Why is the leader who does not live in ink to occupy Wang Jing. Instead, all the way we are in the West.

" is the capital of the emperor." Cheng Qian leaf lifted his head and his sight fell on the country.

"Although the emperor has been dead, this city is different for the people in the world. Our Jin Guo will have a lot of power, but if we look up today, we don't have to have to make yourself to become the sky."

Zhou Zixi came to Cheng Zun's eyes. "In addition to Fengdu, the Lord really wants ..."

The eyes of the two gathers to one place.

"Hanzhong."

"Yes, I want to be the Chinese in Korea."

Zhou Zixi quits from the main hall, and his heart has a sense of exciting.

The main public is self-proclaimed, and the planning and expectations of the country are far-reaching than anyone.

And between them, there is such a consistent goals and dreams.

He followed the lead until now, seeing the country gradually became the appearance of them, even better than they imagined.

Today, Jin State has become a strong country in the majestic, truly has the strength of the Central Plains, with the ability to realize their dreams.

Perhaps, Zhou Zixi is standing on the node of a time at this moment and looks at the beginning of a prosperous world.

I am fortunate, I have to meet this Ming Jun, Zhou Zixi is sitting on a wheelchair.

For us, these courtiers, different leaders bring a completely different fate.

He slowly came out of the palace and came to the tile.

Dusty room, hanging the young assassin.

Ah Ah stood in front of her barely passenger, clicking on the punaming tool in his hand, sighed,

"Is it still unwilling to say? With that, one of you who died. What is the use of stubborn?"