Huang County.

The dark night is quiet, the sea breeze blows the pier and hidden with a smell.

As the marine terminal, the ship does not stop. Only late night, most of the vessels are stopped.

Qi Guoxing fish salt is next to the pier, there is a salt field.

However, at this time, this salt field has no one, and a needle will drop.

The door opened, and a few people hurriedly dismustted the quiet of the salt field.

For the first, carry a box, just from the sea boat, the face is not very good. Just, calm.

"Boss, what should I do next?"

Qi Wang's Navit leader has always been carrying the box behind, and he has never relaxed. He understands that things in this box are the importance of Qi State.

"Let's get to eat, settle down, wait for the command above."

"How long can this?"

"Maybe it will come soon."

The leader of the near-demand said that there is no bottom in his heart. Because Qi Wang is ordered to bring this box out, it can notify him who will come.

Tian's family is quite large, and there are many internal forces sent.

At that time, Tian Li kicked the son, destroyed high, and the country, leading to the weakening of the internal rule of the country.

Tian Hao passed to Tian Chengzi, and Tian Heng bitter in the field is not prosperous. It is not possible to replace Qi State's old people. In order to strengthen the land, the door of the Old Palace, let go of their own door, and more than one night. More than 70 sons.

Although these people can't inherit the throne, they can help Tian Hao master the championship, county, and then theae, the talents and other families, completed the replacement of internal ruling power, laying the foundation of Tian's substance.

In the present, Qin Guofeng swept the world, and the old order in each country was broken.

People's heart thinking, it is the person who is the blood of the same faith. It is not necessary to trust, let alone those who don't have blood.

Maybe it is Qi Wang himself, don't see what this box is entrusted?

However, several martial arts next to the near-guard leader did not think so much.

"I saw the soiled of salted fish outside, I went to take a few boiled, make the rest of the cake, enough."

Several mysteria went out and was busy.

The leader of the near-guards sat down, and the surrounding salt was dried, and it was a bunch of stacks.

His mind is complicated and more considering more. Although Qi Dang is now in the world, although it is not weak, it is now, it has become a place in the world.

When did the Qin army come, maybe when Qi State is dead.

In view of this, Qi Wang lives this box out from the phantom. It is because I understand that the Qin Jun is under the soldiers, the more rugged fortress, the more blinks.

In the phantom, Luo Network did not come out at all. Bring it out, it is risky, and you can feel eager to make Qi King feel.

The soup is floating, and the leader of the near-demand shouted.

"Tast taste, these salted fish may not be marinated, have to add some salts."

The leader of the near-demand did not respond. He is vigilant, carrying a box, walking out.

But under the dark night, the cooked fish of the pottery, a martialist has been lying down. In addition, it is also dispersed in the vicinity, and it is dead.

The leader of the near-demand is very shocked. In the past, he saw that he saw these miles. Obviously, these miracles were secretly assassinated in the process of smashing firewood, taking water, and fired.

Although the other party is not bright, it is a good fortune. They can't do it before they dying, they can't do it. It can be seen that this assassin is superb.

The most important thing is that the swordsmanship of these mutilations, the leaders of the near-demand recognition.

"Black and white Xuan!"

At this sound, the assassin holding the black and white sword fell on the top of the kitchen, under the moonlight, long hair, a young face with a few flavors.

"Do you know this sword?"

The Navit leader stood up and looked up at the teenage assassin who was less than three feet in front.

"The front owner of the sword, I have seen it, and I have been over."

Said, the leader of the near-demand strokes the chest, the chest, the wounded wound, and still hurts.

"the host?"

In Luo, it is a slave, and the young sword passengers are somewhat unfamiliar.

The leader of the near-Hand smiled and did not disdain.

"In that year, Lin Luo Houzhen lost Shandong six countries, Ronalb assassins, with many nobles in the six countries were also implicated. This, the front master of the sword is one of the knives in Lin Luhou."

Said, the leader of the near-demand raised the knife in his hand and pointing to the born Assassin.

"Lin Luhou went, Xuanzang dust seal for many years, no appearance on the rivers and lakes. Now in the world, I want to ask, you inherit this, the sword master, or return to Luo?"

"The killing of the world, the charm!"

After that, the young barefriend's hands in the hands of the boy, and the long sword is in the sword, and the sword is launched!

"Is this this?"

The leader of the near guard looked at the familiar sword, lifting the long knife in his hand, as a result.

For so many years, the leader of the near-Hand has been comparable to it. At the beginning, he was defeated.

But this time, it is different.

The long knife in hand collides with black and white Xuanzi, and the fire is exploding.

Only one instant, the knife left with the sword.

The leader of the near-demand quickly changed the posture, facing the teenage assassin. This opponent and the mystery of the year are not much.

It is gently, so there is such a repair, and it is no wonder that the network will give this sword to him.

Just, who is he?

The leader of the near-Hand is not thinking about thinking, the juvenile assassin is legs, the shape is in front of it.

At recent, the long sword of the juvenile assassin is faulty, and the successful launch is shocked.

The momentum is just fierce, the movement is fierce, and it is very different from just now.

The leader of the near-Handa will be able to constantly resist the opportunity to fight against the opponent.

Finally, wait until the boy's assassin sword will have a total, the leader of the near-demand is picking up, crossing, the knife is half a month.

The boy's assassin smiled, and the white blade lifted, blocked the blade, but couldn't eat the knife, and the body retired from behind.

The leader of the near-Hand did not let go of this opportunity, and the long knife waved, went to the born assassin, but saw the opponent's face, showing a strange smile.

It is like a prey that falls into the trap.

wrong!

The leader of the near-demand is alert, and this location is somewhat wrong.

A cold blown, another black shadow turned out from the wall. If you have a lot of beasts, a sword is stabbed behind the leader of the near-demand.

After the heart of the cold, the leader of the near-Hand hurriedly hit the knife and wanted to avoid this sword.

At this time, the boyfoot is bulky, and under the front and back, the leader of the near-guards are seriously injured.

The long knife plugged in, stopped the decline, the leader of the near-Hand was half-in, and he looked at another assassin with a mask, and the sword in his hands.

"Stunning!"

Xuanzang, the horror is actually coming!

This is the lack of assassination, it is really a style of Luo.

This is a familiar feeling that Luo Network has become the original Luo.

"It seems that Luo Jing has been almost twists and turns!"

"Tian Luo Land, no hole."

The boy's face is full of arrogance as a heaven.

"Is it?"

Even if you are seriously injured, but the leader of the near-guard still can't stop.

"The person who resembles Luo's wild beast, what do you want to do?"

This problem, even if the person is questioned, there is no answer. The leader of the NG supported the body to stand up, and feel the pain of the wounds of the wound in the blood, in the face of the fatal threat, his heart did not think of the jealous name.

Lin Luhou!