"you!"

Fang Fenghou heard that he was furious, his face was irony and green.

But no matter how intimidate he is, the soldiers of Laoshan are unmoved.

At the end, I had to snort, and returned to the manor.

After one hour.

Xianyang City.

Eight Gongzi Mansion.

Xun Ziye listened to the bad person to report the situation, and suddenly showed a bright smile. He said, "It seems, they can't sit still!"

No one can predict that the danger is predicting the reaction before the danger is coming.

As Xunzi was tight step by step, he had already expected it, but it was not in a hurry.

"Wei Zhuang!"

Xunzi drank a light night.

The hall is in the hall with Jian Jiu, Master Xiaomeng communicates with kendo.

Taking fingertips as swords.

Wei Zhuang, who was fighting fiercely, heard his eyes slightly condensed, and silently improved the power of the sword finger.

Bang!

With Jian Jiu, Master Xiao Meng separated.

It seems that the three people seem to be evenly matched.

"The son ordered it."

Wei Zhuang's words are cold and indifferent.

"Let the countercurrent sand eradicate the details of the Marquis Jiji arranged in Xianyang."

Xunzi night's eyes were fun, and smiled, and said: "You don't have to kill, stay with one or two."

"Otherwise, how do they know the situation in Xianyang!"

The words fell leisurely.

The inside is full of teasing.

The corner of Wei Zhuang's mouth raised slightly, and a smile appeared, admiring: "Good means!"

"Then go down to do it first."

The next day!

Under the intention of Wei Zhuang, several people pulled out several people from Shaofu.

And deliberately let people spread some rumors.

For a while.

Above the streets and alleys, the rumors quickly spread.

"I heard, after the four powerful organs of the southern Xinjiang land, Mr. Gongli created some powerful organic creations, saying that he must be equipped with the Xianyang City defender!"

The member of the countercurrent sand, Han Fei, turned into an ordinary scholar, and said mysteriously.

"What, this is the matter?"

As a partner, Lin Yiyi said curiously: "Brother Taiwan talks!"

Lin Yiyi is a man, but his name is a little strange by his parents.

The two sings one by one.

Quickly attracted the attention of the people next to it.

Han Fei smiled proudly, and said: "Say it well, and listen to me carefully."

As the momentum gradually rises.

The fine works sent by Marquis Jiji came back towards the countercurrent Sama car.

"I'm afraid, it is likely that the eighth son is used to deal with Hou Ye!"

Thinking in the hearts.

"It's them, action!"

Cold flying and Lin Yiyi, who are mixed in the crowd, have stared at these details.

As the carriage was transported to the Camp of the Shoucheng Army, the creation of the organs has not moved out.

In the hearts of the preparations, there is a pity that the detailed information of the creation of the creation of the organs has to be returned.

I don't realize that I have been stared at.

Those who work and good things have been dispersed.

After almost the tens of interests.

"That's it!"

Han Fei and Lin Yiyi flickered in the eyes of the two, and killed it in a quiz.

In the alley.

Before the details did not respond, I saw that the good people in the two talents were killed.

Running!

He returns to Gunshan!

The two used the horizontal four sides of the vertical and horizontal veins of Guigu and a hundred -step flying sword.

The fierce and overbearing Hengdian technique is extremely fierce, and the sword is rising.

Puff!

A sword sealed throat!

On the other side.

A tender silver robe boy, indifferently looking at the details of the fear in front of him.

As soon as the sword waved in his hand, his figure was like a ghost.

call out!

puff!
Chapter completed!