Jingzhou, outside the county of Deng.
Twenty-six thousand troops are arrayed to the south of Deng County. Unlike the previous few days when the troops marched directly after arraying, today's atmosphere seems particularly solemn.
On the left, the demoted general Wen Daixing and on the right, the general Shen Dan, each led their personal escorts, carrying their respective flags. They went back and forth in the neatly arrayed military formation, shouting, calling out, waving their arms non-stop, and encouraging their subordinates - the qūzhǎng and dūbǎo.
Still
As Cheng Wu left, Han Yue's mind was a mess. With Si Kong Yanfei not around and no one to confide in, she went back to her courtyard, sighed against the big tree.
Xie Yuanque seems to be unaware of the destructive power of her words, looking at her indifferently before turning around and leaving.
Xiao Zitian is who she is. Does she not know herself? Normally gentle and lacking edge, who would dare to provoke her?
Now facing is Han Bai Mo, and she is well aware that she cannot drag Luo Heng into the mess any longer; Luo Heng represents more than just himself.
"Qiao, actually, you know very little about the prince's business," Su Qi frowned slightly and was not quite satisfied with Xia Qiao's current evasive attitude.
The light in the room cast a solitary glow, casting her thin figure in an even more graceful and melancholic silhouette.
As before, the person at the front drove a motorcycle, while the person behind did not hold a burning bottle anymore, but instead held a chopper. Using the momentum of the motorcycle, he swung down with a powerful chopper strike.
He walked into the room with a smile. Lin Rongshen saw that I seemed to have something to say to Sister Tan, and he didn't linger in the room any longer because his phone rang at that moment, so he went outside to answer it.
Zhou Yigong sat in the carriage listening to the buzz outside, because of anger, the extra flesh on his chin shook straight.
These seven peak disciples have lost their courage to resist and scatter in all directions. There are some good things about this, which makes it difficult for Di Xiaotian to exert his massive killing radius under such circumstances. Under this situation, Di Xiaotian, whose speed is relatively slow, kills much slower than Gushan Yun.
As Xuan Gu Lao Zountzu's profound Dao gradually ascends, the Heavenly Sky's trinity flower rotates and accelerates, and the innate purple qi flows without stop. Heavenly Sky sits in a lotus throne, his countenance reverent, and his whole body suffused with purple qi. The top of his head has brightness and darkness alternating, making one feel suffocated. The terrifying aura fills the middle thousand world.
The old man originally thought that Terius would be grateful and emotional, but to his surprise, Terius did not accept his gratitude. He felt a bit embarrassed and touched himself awkwardly, wanting to say something more?
Upon finishing his speech, the league judge turned his body around and bowed remotely in the direction of the Imperial Court of Chi Li.
"You think about it, I'm going up to watch TV," Anqi said and took the popcorn to go up to the second floor.
Regardless of Mu Yin's choice of words, YAN QING now only wants to beat Mu Yin severely and stomp on the face that has always been calm.
After Luo Shuquan hung up the phone, there was a knock on the door at the entrance. He went to open it and saw Chen Zhihan standing there.
"Humph, Mr. Sima, you are indeed very capable, but in my opinion, it's not that easy to kill Fan Tian!" Yang Tingting stared at Sima Nanfeng with fierce eyes.
At this time, Ye Feng came back with several pieces of raw meat with blood. He put them on a skewer and grilled them over the fire. The bonfire crackled, and the fat from the meat dripped into the fire, making a sizzling sound.
Lu Ya was surprised that he had been blaming himself for Tai Hao's death all this time. Although the words from Shao Hao had not absolved him, he was still very curious. He had been avoiding talking to his older brother about this, not knowing what Shao Hao's true thoughts were.
He faintly felt that the real master in the manor was the old butler, even if compared to Zhang Hong, the deputy sheriff, he was still somewhat far away.
"Aah! Worrying! Even Lianjiang public has been bound, and this time we are really in danger!" This is the sigh of the northwest horse family gang leader Ma Long.
"Actually, on the other hand, I also did it because I saw Ming Chairman suffer so much. I wanted him to be relieved as soon as possible, and death is indeed a kind of release for him." Ling Cun continued speaking.
