Luo Changfeng, who is wearing ten robes, is the first time to see Jiang full of buildings so sad.
Luo Changfeng’s eyes fell on Jiang Guxing’s five fathers, but it happened that the famous Jiang Gonggong boy was glancing at a person from the corner of his eye.
Pretending to buy Tiefu from afar, Peng Jiuwei nodded his head.
Silver Fox’s new face, Luo Changfeng, frowned, thinking about Jiang’s family involvement, even though he has been involved in seven States. It is not clear who the recently famous allied strategist is, and it is very simple to reach out to the valley of hidden soldiers in Bingshan.
Is the thought of los Changfeng suddenly felt an extreme white mans lit up the eyes.
He suddenly raised his head and squinted.
A sword light fell from the attic like a meteorite in the darkness dozens of feet high, and the tip of the sword was kneeling beside the four-wheeled vehicle with tears all over the floor.
Los Changfeng heart an urgent busy shouted be careful.
He stretched out his palm and looked at the distance to take things. Generally, he just looked at the four-wheeled vehicle and closed his eyes. The master was wary and pulled it all over the building.
A sudden fear of the sneak attack and the sword light suddenly smashed the floor in the pavilion.
Firm but gentle raging!
"The peak of the spirit!"
The thought flashed through my mind and I had to move the mountains and rivers, and the nine gravity Luo Changfeng flew a sword from nowhere with a call.
Luo Changfeng sword is to meet a castle in the dark.
Suddenly, something happened, which made me feel completely scared. Like everyone else, I protected the old man’s cold body. He lifted up his eyes and looked at the dark place on the top of the castle.
There is an icicle oil lighting method. You can’t see the figure that attacked Jiangmanlou, and you can’t see Luo Changfeng.
There are two criss-crossing swords. You come and I breathe to the extreme. Kung Fu has collided with each other for dozens of times. There are more than a hundred castles in the firm but gentle style. On whether the icicles are carved with animal patterns or made of special stone, the hard ground has left shocking sword marks one after another.
Jiang full floor frowned.
A castle in the dark suddenly shot out and two sword lights scared everyone to retreat.
I don’t know who broke the sword in two pieces and fell into the fireworks moment. It is possible to erupt in the furnace. The flaming red chain locks the bow and arrow of God. It seems that I feel the provocation from broken arrow, and the temperature in the furnace has suddenly increased. It is a moment of kung fu that broken arrow melted the molten iron and was swallowed up by the three-foot long arrow.
Astonished, the river is full of buildings, and an ancient dragon rhyme comes to my ear.
When I saw a dragon shadow with perfect body like ice, it appeared in the depths of the pavilion, and after the dragon roared, there was no light and shadow. Instead, Luo Changfeng’s body fell like a broken kite
Heavy fall Luo Changfeng coughed up blood.
The man who killed Jiang’s master and secretly attacked Jiang’s building was not really fierce and finally leaked the truth.
It was a stooped and emaciated figure coming from the darkness.
Is an old man.
An old man with a slave tattoo on his face
An old man with a sword in his hand
The old man walked behind Jiang Gu’s fifth uncle and waited there respectfully like a slave.
The pavilion was silent.
Occasionally, Luo Changfeng coughs up the atmosphere of life and death.
Jiang looked back at the wounded Luo Changfeng full of apologies.
Yuan God insisted on stepping into the house of robbery until now. He knew that his comrades had done their best. Before that, Yi Long was a magic Youlong to protect him. Anluo Changfeng did not hesitate to move the Youlong cold gun. This kindness was very grateful. I remembered it in my heart.
Eyes full of bloodshot Luo Changfeng barely got up and looked at Jiang full floor and shook his head to signal his hindrance.
Jiang manlou wry smile.
Then he turned his head and looked at his father, who was well known to Si Mazhao. "I know your ambition but I overestimate your conscience."
Those practitioners who plan to see the arrow from afar have watched a good show in a daze, and the first family is fighting for a good show.
Many faces show wonderful looks.
However, for the father who has been planning for a long time, it seems that he is not willing to let the Jiang family fight scandal be exposed to heaven and man.
Jiang Gu fifth uncle waved.
For many years, Jiang Mangong fought and cast soldiers, and the attic door plausibly invited all outsiders, including Peng Jiu and his party, out of the valley of Tibetan soldiers, out of the machine city and out of the mountain of soldiers.
Looking at suddenly spacious and cool, many pavilions, Jiang Gu’s fifth uncle’s mood seems to be comfortable.
He looked at the four-wheeled car and killed his father. He laughed and burst into tears: "Conscience? How many things have my Jiang family done all these years, but the old man has a conscience when he cherishes his grandson? "
After a little silence, Jiang Manlou said, "But you shouldn’t have killed the master."
It’s really eye-catching for Wu Shu to pay for inheriting his family’s ancestral business and building the Yangtze River.
If it weren’t for Bingshan’s business dealings, it wouldn’t be so easy and more difficult to escape from marriage and meet Luo Changfeng and others in the hospital.
Sometimes Jiang Manlou seriously thought about it, and the master said what he thought, but the master decided that Jiang Manlou’s future must be the master of the first family of calligraphy, and he didn’t want to hear more about it.
In addition to not disappointing the old man, Jiang is full of buildings.
Uncle Jiang’s family seemed to cry and laugh and said, "How can I kill you if I don’t kill him?"
Jiang full floor looking at what has been completely strange five uncle secretly shook his head.
He looked at the old man who had quietly protected himself for many years: "What about you, Puyang Sword Head? You want to kill me, too? "
Since Jiang was born, he has been arranged by his master to protect the safety of Jiang’s parents, Sun, and has given the swordsmen the old surname Puyang.
He is a slave master of Jiang family, the closest slave, and one of the few strong men in Jiang family.
The emaciated old man with facial tattoo doesn’t talk much, maybe it’s slave temperament, or maybe he doesn’t know what to say to this teenager who has watched him grow up with his own eyes.
In the face of Jiang Manlou’s doubts, he was silent for a long time and said in an extremely hoarse voice, "The old slave is from Jiyunzhou."