Chapter 172 Men who insomnia, the spy of Lincheng (5,000 words to subscribe)

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Nympho

The danger comes fast, and it is fast, and the plot is also twists and turns.

No one thought that at the critical moment when everyone desperately fled, thinking that "my life is resting", in the team, the young brothers and sisters actually turned the tide.

Xiang Xiaoyuan's mood is particularly complicated. On the skin of wheat color, the agile and lively eyes are looking at the teenager who is gone, holding the "musket": "You ..."

"Thank you for Engong!"

Next to, the middle -aged martial arts punch fists and bowed deeply. Behind him, the two sons, and the businesses of the caravan, also made the same attitude.

The sound is huge, sincere and honest.

While saluting Jialang, he kicked the little girl gently: "Don't be stuck."

Oh ... Xiang Xiaoyuan reacted, and did it, just to do it, but it was the heart, but there was a little more taste.

When Qi Ping saw this, he raised his eyebrows and waved his hand: "You don't have to do this to the owner, can the injury be a big deal?"

Xiang Long claims to be a native of Yongzhou Xiangjiazhuang, so it can be called this.

Shock his head and said, "Little injury."

When he spoke, he was full of fear. He walked the rivers and lakes for many years, but it was a long time. He hadn't encountered such a dangerous time.

When I was young, the knife mouth licked blood. In recent years, the operating team has more accustomed to using a gentle means.

In the past, even if encountering a strong person, measure the strength of the two sides, and then open the identity of his practice of martial arts, the other party will not do it.

Where did you expect, he encountered a real monk.

Sighing a sigh, at this moment, Xiang Long couldn't help feeling a little older, is he already old?

"Dare to ask En Gong, the gangster ..." The calm Dalang asked.

Qi Ping laughed: "It's okay."

Nothing ... The caravans looked at each other, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"En Gong, then do we need to change the camp." I tried to ask.

Qi Ping asked: "Is there a more suitable camping place nearby?"

It is difficult to expose to the noodles.

When Qi Ping saw this, he laughed: "If you don't mind the bloody energy, you don't need to move."

This sentence, the implicit meaning is that the self -confident gangsters will not return, are they confident in strength, or are everyone be killed?

No matter what possibilities, they prove the strength of the two.

Why do you follow the team with such a young and powerful monk?

I want to ask, I don't dare, Qi Ping smiled:

"We went to the border to practice. You do n’t have to be nervous. Let’ s send someone to clean it up first. When you enter the city tomorrow, you can report it to the official. "

It turns out ... Everyone is suddenly.

In this world, the young monk goes out to experience, which is a tradition. They also heard slightly, and they dare not ask more, and they are busy immediately.

Nympho

Qi Ping and Hong Jiaojiao returned to the bonfire, feeling the surroundings, the gratitude and awe of the sight, the female Jinyi asked:

"Do you want to change a caravan?"

Qi Ping thought for a while and said:

"Temporary changes are difficult to find the right one. Moreover, it is not good. In case of encountering gangsters, it is also troublesome. When you enter the city, you will be separated." The problem is not big. "

"good."

After a brief communication, the two continued to eat, Qi Ping ate the warm barbecue, and looked at the team, a silent young man.

"What do you look at?" Women Jinyi asked.

"Nothing." Qi Ping shook his head.

He just felt that when the young man was a little weird, when the camp was just chaotic, he would have all his income. The young man remained calm and the first to run away.

But after confirming the safety, returned silently.

"Is it cautious? Or is it something else? Will it not be related to this mountain bandit ..."

Qi Ping doubts, but there is no evidence.

This is why he decided to stay in the caravan.

If there is a problem with this young man, if he leaves, the caravan may fall into danger again.

Qi Ping certainly did not protect the obligations of these people, but power and should give back the girl's goodwill.

Just like Hong Jiaojiao, he also shot to save people for the first time. Both people's bones were all enthusiastic.

Nympho

The night is getting deeper.

The camp is quiet.

Everything seems to have never happened, but the patrol is more young.

I did not bother the family again. The two were meditating and vomiting, and they returned to the true element. Seeing the night, they moved from the car to the ground, paved on the ground, and prepared to sleep.

The wild, camp, bonfire, starry sky ... Qi Ping was lying on the mat, his hands were behind his head, looking at the strange starry sky, I don't know what to think.

Next to, Hong Jiaojiao untied the start rope, so the three thousand green silk was like a waterfall.

At this time, the British spirit between her eyebrows faded, and she was more soft, and she was lying on the other side of the mat, pulled the red head rope away, and the two people sideways:

"Don't Yue Jie."

Know ... how old is it, do you still paint three or eight lines, is it a little girl ... Qi Ping despise it.

Then I felt that the woman next to me lay down and walked all the way, but for the first time, I could hear each other's breathing.

Hong Jiaojiao's wood was lying stiffly, and she couldn't sleep horizontally.

From time to time, he turned his head vigilantly and looked at Qi Ping. It seemed that he wanted to catch his unravity evidence, but he could only see that the teenager closed his eyes and was reflected by the fire.

"Qi Ping? Are you asleep?" She asked softly.

"kindness."

"..." Hong Jiaojiao leaned his mouth, turned his side, faced him back, after a while, and turned back, lying on his side, looking at him:

"Wait until the closure, how can you check it?"

"There must be a road in front of the car." Qi Ping still closed his eyes: "Just listen to me."

"oh."

Topic Terminator.

Hong Jiaojiao is a bit depressed.

The two are walking along the way. Most of the time, the topic is not deeply chatted.

She knew that Qi Ping was impacting the marrow washing situation, which needed water mills. On this road, Qi Ping most time, seemingly closed eyes, but in fact, he was cultivating.

Very hard.

This made her heart, and she had a little change of the view of this colleague. At first, she heard a demon in the yamen. She was dissatisfied.

Because, she is also a recognized genius in her own cultivation, otherwise it is difficult to stand in Fishi in Zhenzhuang.

Even if there is a dad's asylum, in this feudal etiquette world, a woman, if you want to get something, always pay more efforts.

Her appearance inherited her mother, but her character was quite small. She was a proud girl.

The so -called one mountain is not tolerated, unless ...

Uh, in short, the wicked wicked of Qi Ping is unconvinced.

Therefore, the case in Dongyuan had followed up.

Later, the more flat, what I thought was to compare with him, but always lost more and win less ...

I don't know when, the views have gradually changed, from recognizing the intelligence and talent of the young man, and now, I found that he really worked hard.

A few hours of Tuna every day, every day, this is not what ordinary people can do.

However, in terms of alignment, it is stormy.

She thought it was a young man's perseverance.

But only Qi Ping himself knows that it is only because he has lost a period of life, so he cherishes the new life.

Unconsciously, she closed her eyes, and the hair ends crossed the red rope between the two.
To be continued...