Go back and change your number and reset it.

There was no value in continuing to go to the Sword Picking Gym. It was already getting late, so Lin Mosheng got in the car and prepared to go back to rest.

This is the real teacher.

A thug in a suit came to his senses and said flatteringly.

"My disciple is wrong. I understand. I sincerely ask Master to accept me as my disciple!"

He couldn't help but think of the words of the devil Bo Xun to the Buddha.

An Tubo glanced at his master with a dull look, and then said calmly while cooking noodles, "I think now, I can just snatch them away and put them on my bed, or even let their husbands or boyfriends stay on my bed."

Watch the battle from the sidelines.”

One by one, reporters watched Lin Mosheng in the distance.

Only the members of the club who were in contact took care of the business of the seniors out of courtesy.

Forehead?

Ueyama Sachi thought for a moment and immediately understood, "Are you worried that these newspapers won't be printed?"

One on the left and one on the right, their figures were like reflections in the water under the cover of thick fog and moonlight, holding sharp blades and pointing at Lin Mosheng.

It is a ticket for their Yamaguchi group to the world under the sun.

Although the last fig leaf of Tokyo Kendo has been torn off tonight.

The black bear spreads its wings and catches Miyamoto Ichiryu in the strong wind.

The former is to spread obscene ideas, and the latter is to inherit classical culture.

Everyone's eyes focused on the source of the sound, and Koizumi Shou said loudly, "Master, like a dragon, cuts through the long night of swordsmanship!"

Everyone filed in.

"Why."

"You failed!"

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Shangshanxing personally drove Lin Mosheng.

It was precisely because he knew Lin Mosheng's true character that the scene in front of him was so compassionate that it made him fearful.

There was already a two-meter-tall 'Roshan' sitting next to him.

While the two were talking, the car in front suddenly stopped.

Ueyama Yuki stated a fact.

Hold up the sword with one hand and make the fearless seal with the other hand.

"He is Chinese and cannot stay in Tokyo forever."

Three huge five-pointed star arrays emitted a strange light.

Lin Mosheng nodded and looked at Koizumi Shou, "If you are willing, just learn the sword from me."

Kamiyama Sachi stopped the car far away, then walked over alone, opened the red door cloth, and ordered a bowl of soy sauce ramen.

I don’t know when the road in front of me started to become densely foggy.

If hara-kiri is effective, what else should I do?

You are committing suicide out of fear of crime!

Compassion, majesty, and incredible power, thirty-two kinds of beauty are added to his body, just like the great virtue worshiped in the temple, holding up the sword of wisdom and cutting it down, all worries are gone.

"In the evening, when various newspapers write manuscripts, you collect these manuscripts and use your own newspaper to print a collection."

It is the corpses of Shirou Shirou and Ichiryu Miyamoto.

However, when Lin Mosheng went to the next kendo gym, the other party closed the door tightly and did not even dare to show his face.

I saw that this swordsman was no longer as arrogant and playful as before.

If you don't sell it more expensively, it will make this matter less convincing.

Ueyama Sachi's face was as gloomy as water, and he took out the walkie-talkie, "Asshole, what happened?"

Suddenly, a black light pierced Lin Mosheng from the front. It was the 'Black Tigers' who had reported ghosts before and were trembling with fear.

In the suburbs of Tokyo, in an ancient temple hidden by mountains and forests.

Sachi Ueyama immediately understood what Lin Mosheng meant. Indeed, if this matter became known to all countries, even the Tokyo Kendo Federation would not be able to suppress it.

Zen!

Everyone was calm and this was the only word that came to mind.

Just like, just like.

Tokyo has a prosperous side, but also a dirty side.

As the saying goes, if you open your mouth above, you will lose your legs below.

Shangshan Xing was glanced at by Li Wen with a smile, and felt the hairs all over his body rising.

But the ramen here is really delicious, real hand-made.

After being stunned for half a minute, Shang Shanxing next to him touched the hot blood on his face, which was left by the assassin just now. He looked at Lin Mosheng in horror, "Sir, I will never do it!"

Koizumi Shou originally thought that his future as a swordsman would be gloomy and his sword would be dusty.

This is absolutely no fault of our own.

"Do you control it, or does he control it?"

This is like the difference between the free "Jin Ping Mei" and the hardcover version of "Jin Ping Mei".

Lin Mosheng glanced at Koizumi Shou with approval, saying that this apprentice has done well.

He laughed loudly and patted Sachi Ueyama on the back like an uncle, "Originally I thought you needed my care, but now it seems that you have grown up."

While he was eating ramen, he chatted with Sachi Ueyama about the past of his dead father. When he got to the point of true love, he even lamented that Sachi Ueyama's father was too stingy, which was why he was so angry with him.

Ueyama Sachidu listened silently without saying a word.

After finishing the last bite of ramen, Li Wen paid the bill, opened the red door curtain, and walked out first, "Don't let me down."
Chapter completed!