Because she wiped her eyes with tears.
That reunion was a parting.
Li Feng’s swordsmanship has achieved great success.
He became famous in World War I.
He changed his name to Puyang Fengli, and from then on, he became a slave to the young Jiang family master.
He promised to repay the slave for a hundred years!
……
I don’t know what caused the resurgence of Puyang sword.
There must be Peng’s family or Peng Jiu’s unknown hands and feet, which are likely to come from the mysterious strategist of the Seven-Nation Alliance.
He would not foolishly believe the so-called position when he learned the truth.
The lack of five words in Jiyun Prefecture makes this old man violate the pledge of slavery for a hundred years. This is Jiang Manlou’s confidence and the first letter to the Puyang sword in front of him.
But he killed the master after all!
……
Uncle Jiang’s family is a very cautious reader.
Afraid of being late, he doesn’t want to talk nonsense again. "It doesn’t make sense to delay any longer, because now you have no reliable successor in Jiangjia to choose between suicide and being killed."
Jiang Manlou seems to be waiting for something. "Uncle Wu forgot that there are 3,000 red brothers in my nephew. Now that I think about it, they should have worn tailor-made 3,000 pagoda armor!"
Uncle Jiang said sarcastically, "There’s no denying that you are gifted. The whole Bingshan is the best proof that the talented person in the doorway can show you the right iron pagoda. But haven’t you ever thought that the girl from Yujia has been away for so long and still hasn’t seen you come in with 3,000 iron pagodas?"
Jiang is full of frown.
He has three thousand dahongpao.
The world’s 3,000 red robes are the first family in his life, and the young master is arrogant and evil, but I don’t know that these 3,000 people are masters, and it is a real coup for Jiang Manlou.
The courtyard is full of rivers and buildings. With the extraordinary talent of 3,000 red robes, the invulnerable pagoda is made. After returning to the valley where soldiers are hidden in Bingshan, it is really invested to make 3,000 pairs of armored pagoda, which is already armed with Dahongpao.
Jiang Manlou is even more convinced that at this moment, the real battlefield of the 3,000 iron pagoda can be one hundred!
This is his confidence!
But at this moment, I originally planned to help Jiang Manlou in the rain, but I led three thousand Tiefu to board the machine city tower.
All the machine centers in the machine city were stopped by Jiangmangong.
This guy who bows to his brother Jiang’s building on weekdays is now riding a horse with 30 thousand soldiers on his shoulder, and he has unconsciously entered Bingshan and arrived at the airport!
Dark clouds overwhelm the city!
Armored and dense!
The two armies are facing each other!
……
Jiang Manlou was silent for a long time and then said, "It seems that the valley of Tibetan soldiers has all gone to the fifth uncle."
Uncle Jiang Gu smiled knowingly. "Not really."
Jiang Manlou picked his eyebrows. "Who else?"
Jiang Gu’s fifth uncle doesn’t know Jiang’s mind’s eye "for example, you are waiting for someone"
Jiang is full of buildings, so I don’t understand, "My nephew can’t get rid of the little girl’s skin if he waits."
Uncle Jiang’s fifth uncle sneered, "There should be another accountant."
Revealed thoughts Jiang Manlou frowned again.
It seems that Wu Shu’s confrontation has fallen into the wind.
But besides the 3,000 iron pagoda, Jiang Manlou is most looking forward to the arrival of the accountant.
Mr. Zhang Fang, the first family in the world, is also a reader
This reader is a famous dharma master.
Very famous, everyone
He is famous for his ink face.
Also known by the world as a mountain ink face
A saint shows his face in ten days.
I don’t know if I practiced the double method after I became Mr. Accountant, or if I came to Jiangjia Qianshan, where I had already achieved great success. Mo Yan, a middle-aged man, stood outside the valley of Tibetan soldiers with a negative hand at the moment.
He was blocked in the way.
In front of him, he is not a servant of the Jiang family, nor is Peng Jiu leading thousands of charger, but the fifth uncle of the Jiang family carefully cultivates evil things.
Dressed in a red armor!
For eleven strange operators, the Red Clan was formed into an unknown evil law, and the strong man who had been in the ten-day vision was besieged.
Shan Moyan thinks about cracking!
……
Casting soldier pavilion is bitter in color, and a sword appears in Jiang’s hands all over the building.
That’s magic ink attack!
He didn’t say anything when he lifted his eyes to reinforce him.
But he won’t accept his fate
This is very similar to Luo Changfeng.
Two persistent guys stand side by side.
Jiang Manlou turned his head with a wry smile. "Do you still hold on?"
Luo Changfeng clasped Youlong, a green magic weapon, and grinned, "What do you say?"
Jiang’s fifth uncle waved his hand, and nearly a hundred disciples slowly surrounded him, while he himself withdrew from the Zhubing Pavilion under the cover of Puyang Sword.
The gate of Zhubing Pavilion is slowly closed again!
Chapter 19 The loud sound of the sun in the rainstorm
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