Fusang people? I saw a group of Fusang people who were no more than 1.5 meters tall, with high hair and tying around them, holding a series of oriental swords, arrogant!

How could the Fusang people appear in Shengjing? Dulun Qizhen couldn't understand it. However, Dulun Qizhen had no good impression of the Fusang people.

They are cruel and easy to kill. The ancestors committed so many horrifying cruel and cruel killings, but they still don't admit that hundreds of people were killed, tens of thousands of people were pitted, and bacterial tests. Their brutal national character is no longer something that is perverted.

Before he traveled through time, he had heard the cunning and vulgar old man, the director of the Nagoya, that the Nanjing Massacre was a fictional story made by the Chinese, and they were friendly reception from the people of Jinling. This lies, the cave is better than our Lord Wei.

So we protested strongly, and the protest still had effect. At least the vulgar old man said that what he said was a personal remark and did not represent the Nagoya government. However, he still did not take back his words. You see, the protest still had some effect.

But now that I have traveled through time, I will make you protest if I have the opportunity. I will wear a golden curly wig and smile like a kind judge to these guys, "Protest is invalid." If you still have to oppose me, I still kindly say, "oppose dismiss."

The leading Japanese turtle, who was the size of a bean, glanced at Lin Meimei, who was still pitiful, and smiled, revealing her mouth full of fishy and stinky teeth: "My pays 500,000 taels, I want to buy her."

As he said that, he took out a thick stack of silver notes from his arms: "Take it, our Fusang Kingdom has a lot of silver."

Anyway, sooner or later, your entire Shengjing will not! The entire Northeast will be under the control of our Great East Japan Kingdom. It will be so stupid. You don’t know that when the firearms of the Rakshasa Kingdom arrive, Soga! From the Tangnu Wulianghai to the Outer Xing'an Mountains, you will fall into war. Oh West! The feeling of killing is so wonderful! I want Shengjing and even the entire Northeast to tremble under my Fusang Kingdom cavalry!

The madam obviously did not expect that Wu Dalang would come out halfway. She didn't know what to do for a moment, and she couldn't afford to offend people on both sides.

The young master in Jinyi saw the Japanese folding fan and said, "Iron Eagle, let's go." The young master has never been able to figure out what he can do. He followed without saying a word, but Gu Shunzhang was anxious.

"Young Master, then..." Before he finished speaking, the young master Jinyi had already left. Gu Shunzhang looked back at the desperate woman, turned around in his sleeves.

He left, what's the point of living? I'm not happy about my life, and it's better to die than to die.

Brother Gu, I will look at your back again. I hate, I hate that I can’t help you! You must remember in the next life, you said you would marry me, I always remember, you said you would marry me and be the happiest bride, and I will definitely be your wife in the next life!

Tears of farewell fell and fell on the red railing, like drops of blood and tears!

Dulun Qizhen thought to himself: "It seems that Gu Shunzhang has an affair with Lin Qingdai. Do I want to dig up his corner? Fuck it, just do it!"

Just as Dulun Qizhen was about to bid, a sudden change occurred, and a free fall object attacked him. "Ah!" Everyone exclaimed. Before Dulun Qizhen could figure out what was going on, he felt a powerful wind coming!

Look at it, the flying fairy outside the sky?! No, someone jumped off the building! Lin Qingdai?! Damn it! I haven't revenged your wild man Gu Shunzhang, how could you die?! But the free fall object fell so quickly. In an instant, Lin Qingdai's weak body was less than one meter away from the ground. Seeing that the fragrance disappeared, her beauty was weak, her life was thin, her blood was flowing into a river, and her brain was splattered!

The madam was also stunned. It was only 500,000 taels of silver. It just flew like this. She was so excited that she could not cry. The Fusang people would definitely not want a corpse. She didn't know that there were people in Fusang people who were really good at this!

It was a long time to say that, and Dulun Qizhen quickly snatched it out, but the distance was too far away, and he had not yet approached. With a "bang" sound, Lin Qingdai had already fallen down. Bloodlines oozed from the corner of his mouth, and his face was like wax, and his fragrance disappeared!

The madam was heartbroken, 500,000 taels! What a big figure! Now I have to pay for the coffin fee and the burial fee, and I will lose all the money!

The Fusang man was not stupid either. He quickly packed up his bills and said to a lustful subordinate next to him: "Jiriwala" and the Japanese words Dulun Qizhen couldn't understand.

The lustful little Japanese pointed at Lin Qingdai's body and chattered. Dulun Qizhen thought to himself: "No, they still want the corpse, aren't I miscalculated?"

Durum Qizhen understood the sentence "Bageyalu" and did he understand. Did the Japanese curse? It seemed that he taught his subordinate a lesson. The subordinate glanced at Lin Qingdai's body in a daze, his eyes were like wild wolf, full of enthusiasm, and he looked eager to try.

If it weren't for the crowds here, I would have to vent his twisted desire immediately. He walked to the madam's madam and gestured while pointing at Miss Lin's body. The madam also guessed the general meaning. This corpse was like a hot potato, and she couldn't even throw it away. She thought in her heart that it would be a blessing to meet such a group of ** Wu Dalang.

Of course, the madam took the opportunity to ask for the silver. Just when the Fusang warrior was about to call a group of companions, Dulun Qizhen said, "Stop, madam, I will buy Miss Lin's body for 1,000 taels. What do you think? I want him to be buried. You don't want Miss Lin to be transported back to Fusang by these short guys, and wandering without a master, right?"

These days, the most important thing is to be buried in peace and return to the roots of fallen leaves. Dulun Qizhen said this specifically, making the madam unable to refuse. In addition, his identity as Mr. Beile and one thousand taels of silver, he did not believe that he could not take back Lin Qingdai's body.

When the madam saw that it was the playboy Beile in Shengjing City, and now she is the supplier of her own cheongsam. She dared not to provoke her and said with a smile: "Mr. Beile talks, how dare I ask for money? Alas, Miss Lin and I are like daughters. Alas, Master Beile has such kindness, I can't ask for anything."

The madam is really good at speaking and even flatters. The Fusang warrior whispered and loved her, but the madam ignored her. If they still wanted to cause trouble, there would be many good players in this Chunfeng Deyi Tower, and it would be necessary to do this job.

The Japanese people had no choice but to leave in disappointment. The Japanese who had the idea of ​​Lin Qingdai's body looked at Dulun Qizhen, as if they wanted to see if this guy was also a fellow fellow and had the opportunity to exchange his experiences another day.

"Daidai! Sorry! It's useless to me! One day I will bury you, you are my wife, forever!" A man in a civilian stood in the crowd, with tears in his eyes, and turmeric at all joints of his fingertips was shining with force.
Chapter completed!