Governor’s Illness

Xia Hou, along in front of the blade in front of it, looks on - the pale right hand of the knife, the stiff arm, the pale face and a pair of nocty eyes. The faint and bright silk is wrapped in his hands and feet.

Xia Houzhen and the double-eyed eyes of the empty cave, and saw the shock and sad himself inside.

"Your brother is very righteous, I force the lure, use the means, he refuses to help us to make agencies." Duan Jiu smiled and looked at Xia Hou, "Al, I have to let him be a puppet. How, Xiao Yan, how do you beat him? Cut your hand, cut your feet, or his head? He fleshy, it is harder to be hard than the steel, and it is easy to remove him. Just ... " The more you go deep, "So, your brother is like your mother, the body is separated, and there is no corpse."

Duan Jiu suddenly pulled the thaw, the silk buzzard in the thirty seven seventeen, holding a swelling first-line knife and smashing the face of Xia Houzhen. Xia Hou's hands were trembling, with the scooting step by step.

The remaining eight bang birds generally rush to the sink, black sleeves are like moth wings, and the cold light of the blade is hidden in the sleeve. Prescent to the ring, and back against the back.

"You go to help Aunt!" Shen Yu gasped.

Pole is not moving, only: "He can do it."

In the gap of the killing, I watched Xiahou, and he fell back in the knife of the seventeen, his body was bloody.

I bite my teeth: "He is going to lose!"

"He is a man, not a child." Presses the blade of the Mosh Roca, "Life and death, you must take yourself!"

17 times once again hit, Xia Hou is hung, and the blade of Yu Guang is once again flash again, as if the poisonous snake spits the red letter in the dark corner. The brain is big, and Xia Hou is quickly retreats, but it will be allocated by the left hand of the seventeen.

This is the fourth wound on his body. Blood immersed clothes, every inch muscles were screaming.

The face of the face is coming over, and the hand is coming to raise the knife. The body of the dead is too stiff, and the paragraph nine is good to manipulate his arm. Now, even if Xia Hou is jumping to the 17th, it can also turn around the arm without turning back, and send the knife into the body of Xia Hou.

Xia Hou turned over to hide, holding the tree. The shout sounded in the ear: "Xia Hou, attack!"

I asked questions and Mingyue also shouting him: "Xia Hou adults, attack!"

How can he counterattack? How can he break the seventeenth?

He wants to be a little fine, Houfeli must have a secret room, hiding in the corner of the people. When he walked from the wall, he was desperately breathed in the dark. His heart has a heavy sorrow, as if it is pressed thousands of bloody tombstones. He remembered this round face, never born again, with his money with his face to cheat the woman, but why he actually can not die without hand in the night map.

Stupid ... is really idiot!

The seventeen raised the knife through his chest, and the pain spreads half of the body. He watched the miserable face from the horizontal vision of the sweat.

"Xia Hou!" Shen Yu called him away. Eight seals the sinking road, he did not open it.

Section 9 stood in the moonlight, Xia Hou, there is a Buddha's general compassion.

"Small, do you know why you fail?" He sighed whispered, "Because you still have a child, the man should learn something, you will never learn. Your soft rib is too much, you can't do it. Friends, can't throw a relatives, but also don't have a lover, and even those who have already died, you can't do it. The more you have something, the more daughter, the more you easily be killed. "

Section 9 side said while tightening the tracting, the leftst seven twisted right hand lifted again.

"Small, since you can't let go, you will see them."

Xia Hou suddenly felt very tired, all the way, he thought that his knife was sharp enough to break the night. It can be originally broken, and there is a second weight, breaking the second weight, and the third weight. There is no night without the night, tens of millions. His knife sharply, and the day of rust.

His first opponent has a doubt. It turns out that this knife is invincible, and it is not possible to win.

It is also a knife, and the attack is nothing. And he has been tired of almost nothing, and the two knives hit in the air. The rebound is strong, so that he is unstable, and he is in his waist. He squatted, spit a blood, pour on the ground.

Do you want to die? This time, is it going to die?

Seventeen died because of him, he perhaps this life will also return this.

The moonlight sprinkled in the shoulder. I didn't know when I broke my mouth. He didn't forget it, and blood flowed down, blurred the horizons, the world in his eyes. He fell in the corpse, and he stepped into him.

Suddenly, in the muddy of the previous blood, he saw a note. Is it from what person in the fight? He reached out and grab the strip and launched in front of him.

Blood dipped ink, he saw a moderate sentence of model-cast-

"Boss, send me the last one, give me free."

He shook his body, lifted his head, and the seventeen face under the moonlight was pale, and the black eyes were empty, but it hooded into a deep sorrow, like the candlelight in the night, firefly.

Section 9 once again tightened the tracting, he knows that this child has been scrapped, no one can resist such an attack, his pro-love is his fatal bag, and one day will drag him. Today, it is such a day. He has also regretted that he looked at this child grew up, but he will finally send him to step into Huangquan.

Finally, in the face of Xia Hou, the section is tightened, tightening the double boxing, the tract is like a wing, and the whole body is squatting, just like a man danced. The sharp blade landed toward the head of Xia Hou, and Xia Hou is low, and there is no intention to resist.

"There will be no life, Xiaoyu." Duan Jiu whispered.

He is going to collect the wire, but it finds that the silk thread is not movable. He was surprised to "", looked up, but he saw Xia Hou, holding the blade of the seventeen, blood along his fingertips, but he seems to not hurt, tight Holding it, stand up slowly.

"Section 9, you won't understand," Xia Hou is light, "they are not burdens, not getting tired. I am more powerful."

In the vision of the fairy, he seems to have seen the autumn mart and he sit in a wide roof for many years, looking at the hills gorgeous red glow. The side of the autumn leaves is soft and quiet, as a silent flowing quiet years.

He turned his head, gentle smile, "Xiaoyu, you know why gamma so many children, I want you to inherit my clothes? Because I am in your eyes, I saw the starlight." His hand walks, The sky is gradually secretly, and a star is lit, and the endless lights in the night, "Remember, even the deepest night, there must be the brightest star."

His arrogant love is his star.

Xiahou squatted the blade of the seventeen, waving the black knife right hand. The air issued "", "", a silver light, which flashes around the seventeenth and then disappeared, and the body of seventeen is inch, and finally fell in Xia Hou. Xia Hou, put him on the ground, then stand up, and walked in the section.

His step is getting faster and faster, and finally become flying. The black knife has been wrapped in the long night, and the sharp whistlement is rolled out, as if it is a pneumophoresis of countless soul. At that moment, if there is countless soul, there is a recovery on him, and the section is surprised to find that there is a countless pair of familiar eyes open in the eyes of Xia Hou, it is like a winter flame.

Xia Hou is flying, the foot of the tree, and the soul like countless is whistling from his feet. He heard the dead whisper whisper in his ear, it was autumn leaves, and Mr. Dai is 17. It is his mother - Xia Hou.

"Xiaoyu - us, together!"

There are countless hands while holding the Spring Lotus, with Xia Houzhen. The knife is smashed, it is like a federal moon. Xia Houzhen has passed the body and the section of the nine, and the whole world flows through the fans in the whole world.

The knife stopped.

Xia Hou Yu stands up in the moonlight, looking up to the sky and quietly. The night wind flows in his ear, and the call is far away, and it is not clear.

The ground is inserted with a broken blade, which is the "geese return" of the section, and the moment of the knife is cut off by Xia Hou, flipping into the ground.

From the place where Xia Hou, a few steps away, the section is low, touch the bloody mouth of the waist, "What is this recruited?"

" · ." Xia Hou said, "Not a gamma, my homemade."

"No wonder I can't get it." The nine low low smiled, "You are a real man, Xiao Yu."

He stepped down. At the end of the mountain, I suddenly sounded Shen Xiong's horseshock, and the fire illuminated half of the night. They heard the impact of the armor, the sergeant's sink. The assassin is toned, no longer love the war, stepped on the body of the companion and blood, and the birds generally enter the forest.

Soap boots have trap in front of the nine, and his eyes gradually become god.

He is old, many things can't be notified. When Xia Hou, Xia Hou, waved the sky, but he seems to have seen people who have not met. Many years ago, the stronger assassin has also swayed like a knife, and the blood drops the knife, a lotus flower.

They used to be a friend.

"Hold ..."

He still remembers that the sky is covered in the snow, the ferry and the eight bodies are gradually cold in the snow. He is in a coma, "He has a wife in Galam," there is a child, and the child is the most suitable former. Yao Luo, please spare him! "

"For the Daowa, I would like to be a secret eye of the rumor. From then on, the rebellion, I am all!"

He is holding a hard time in the wind and snow, the snow is too deep, has never been an ankle, did not have a calf, they poured in the snow, and cold.

For example, he opened his eyes on his back, "How come you ..."

"I am worried about you, quietly."

"Everyone is dead ... all died ..."

"It doesn't matter," he held a close shoulder, looking into his body's eyes, "We are still alive. As, we have to work together ... live!"

He also remembered that in the rain in the mountains, he took the dry smoke in the futon, and knocked on the wooden fish.

Mars flashes in the cigarette pan, his hoarsely opened: "The old guy, do you really think about it?"

"Think of it." Hey closed, "Pole is the sharp sharp knife in the history of galan."

"If he does not fail?" He sighed, "As, it is a better way to be a better way from Yan Luo."

"That will forged Xia Hou, Xia Hou is scrapped, and it will be selected from Galan Village. There is always a knife."

"You want to be a small, you will become a second, Xia Hou, will not agree."

The sound of the woodfish suddenly stopped, in the rain of the rain, the heart is long, "" Older friends, I have to take a way of Shura, will you help me? "

The Mars in the cigarette pan is glitter, like a flashing fireworks. He is silent, finally said: "Yes, we are friends, heart."

The vision is gradually bleak, he suddenly thinks if there is no betrayal, maybe everything will not be different. Unfortunately, this is a road to Shura, and everyone is hard to look back. Hands and feet becomes cold, like a stone. It turns out that this is this feeling. When I first died, was this feeling?

He suddenly had a sadness in his heart, which is like a cold sea tide, and he flooded him. He can't help but think, if you walk, can he get some?

No, he has already been rebellious. He reached out in the dark, but he did not catch anything.

Suddenly, there is a warm hand holding his hand. He opened his eyes and saw his tether.

"There will be no time, Mr. Section."

Tears scratched over the corner, he smiled, closed his eyes.

"There will be no time."