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"Although the martial arts of the Demon Sect are mysterious, it is not a problem to be one-to-one with the martial arts of Sister Jin and you." "It's not a problem at all!" "Gongsun laughed." I don't believe in that evil! "It's better to be careful. I'll hurry back as soon as possible. It's all right for Zhu Yun to hand over the Ode of Great Mercy. Otherwise, I'll bring his men back." "Good idea!"! In this way, Sister Jin can stay out of it. "Here," urged Gongsun! Why don't you go! When the Swiftlet heard this, she quickly stood up, but before she could express her opinion, Shen Shengyi's men had disappeared from the stairway. Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, the Swiftlet stamped her foot and said, "Even if you go, you have to ask where Zhu Yun lives first." Gongsun smiled instead. The elder sister doesn't have to worry about him. Since Zhu Yun is a famous person here, you're afraid he can't help it? Shen Shengyi really has his way. In fact, this is not a way, but he has asked three Qingfeng Pavilion bartender. None of the three bartenders disappointed him. Zhu Yunguo is a famous figure here. The words of the three bartenders added up, and Shen Shengyi already knew where to go. As soon as he got out of the gate of Qingfeng Pavilion, he ran to the west! Shen Shengyi disappeared from the corner of the street, and two people turned out of the alley opposite the Qingfeng Pavilion. Black wind, black snow cap, two very young and very gloomy faces under the brim of the hat! Looking at Shen Shengyi's whereabouts,Carbon in Pulp, the two gloomy faces suddenly revealed two extremely fierce smiles! Snow is still falling, between heaven and earth two pieces of cold! Outside the city is more solemn than inside the city. A lantern on the withered tree flickered in the wind and snow, and the dim light made the shadows on the faces of the four people move. This is a mass grave outside the city, but these four people are not dead from the grave. The ghost is said to have no shadow. These four are just four of Swiftlet's men. It was snowy and cold, but there was sweat on the foreheads of the four men. It really takes a lot of effort to dig such a big pit. Without such a big pit, the four monks could not be buried. The body was buried and the earth covered. The wind has cooled and dried the sweat. The four big fellow from the heart gave birth to a chill. As soon as the hands and feet stopped and the words stopped, the four of them really wanted to rest. This kind of place is the most taboo quiet, a quiet is particularly spooky. Lonely lights on a snowy night,manganese beneficiation plant, graves in the wilderness, this kind of environment is already spooky. The wind was blowing in the treetops, the lights were moving, and the sound of the wind was like the call of a ghost. The four big men looked back subconsciously, their eyes opened wide and their pupils contracted! Under the solitary lamp, beside the withered tree, I don't know when there was a man in white. Pale face, cold eyes! Ghosts! The four big men were startled, but they immediately calmed down. The ghost had no shadow, but the light cast a shadow at the feet of the man in white. Thank you very much The man in white suddenly spoke, saying thank you, but his voice was colder than snow, colder than ice. The four big men were stunned. One of them asked tentatively, tin beneficiation plant ,gold shaking table, "Do you want to thank us?" "Exactly!" "Thank us for what?" Bury those four men for me! "You are the accomplice of the four monks!" As soon as the four men's faces changed, they stepped back, looked at each other, and suddenly pulled out their knives. The man in white was indifferent. Four big fellow sneer at however, one way: "We take this person to give gold elder sister." Although the other three did not make a sound, it was obvious that they had already meant it. Before the four men could do anything, the man in white over there said to himself in a deep voice, "Although you buried the four men for me, the way you behaved when you buried them and the way you dealt with the dead was really too much." A big fellow laughed and said, "You don't have to be polite to the dead." The other three big men also laughed to themselves. The man in white answered, "So I just said shoot more." "Even if you say thank you, I won't let you go!" "I'm not going!" The man in white slowly parted his robe, revealing a blue suit inside! Four big men at the same time-surprised! Ten swords crossed and slanted on the chest of the man in white.
The body of the sword was only five feet long, and the edge was still in the scabbard. The man in white pressed a sword with each hand, but his eyes showed the edge! This is a killer! Even the most simple-minded person who sees that dress, that look, will never think that the man in white is just an ordinary person. If I say thank you, you'll never get out of here!. The man in white shook his hands and clanged his two swords out of their sheaths! The four big men were all blue in the face, and one of them shouted, "Who are you?" "You're already dead. What's the use of knowing?" Four big fellow is not dead, secretly look at each other, suddenly shout loudly, separate four directions, wield a knife to kill! The man in white sneers! Cold laughter did not stop, and the man in white waved his hands, fell, and waved again. Several cold rays flashed through the air in an instant. Four muffled hums sounded on the snow almost at the same time! Only half of the four big men ran out, they fell to the sky with a stuffy hum, each with a sword in his throat, the sword of the man in white! Four swords, the white man's hands hang down, he has this confidence, this grasp! Only for a person, he does not have this kind of confidence, this kind of assurance. The wind is blowing again, and the solitary lamp is flickering. The face of the man in white was still pale, but his eyes seemed to be on fire! Flames of hate! Flames burned in front of the door and lanterns flickered under the eaves! The lamp is not lonely! There must be two blue and white lanterns when they are hung. Paper ashes were flying in the flames, and a girl in white stood alone in front of the door, staring at the burning flames. Eyes flash in the fire, tears. Blood in tears, hate in blood! Two men, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper, stood quietly behind the door. The girl in white suddenly looked up, but did not turn behind her and asked: "But the letters have all been sent?" The middle-aged man hurriedly replied,coltan ore processing, "It was sent out early yesterday morning. Three letters were sent one after another, including three people. If there is no accident, the three letters should have arrived one after another this morning." "All our men should be here tomorrow morning." "I can't wait." 。 ore-magnetic-mining.com
The body of the sword was only five feet long, and the edge was still in the scabbard. The man in white pressed a sword with each hand, but his eyes showed the edge! This is a killer! Even the most simple-minded person who sees that dress, that look, will never think that the man in white is just an ordinary person. If I say thank you, you'll never get out of here!. The man in white shook his hands and clanged his two swords out of their sheaths! The four big men were all blue in the face, and one of them shouted, "Who are you?" "You're already dead. What's the use of knowing?" Four big fellow is not dead, secretly look at each other, suddenly shout loudly, separate four directions, wield a knife to kill! The man in white sneers! Cold laughter did not stop, and the man in white waved his hands, fell, and waved again. Several cold rays flashed through the air in an instant. Four muffled hums sounded on the snow almost at the same time! Only half of the four big men ran out, they fell to the sky with a stuffy hum, each with a sword in his throat, the sword of the man in white! Four swords, the white man's hands hang down, he has this confidence, this grasp! Only for a person, he does not have this kind of confidence, this kind of assurance. The wind is blowing again, and the solitary lamp is flickering. The face of the man in white was still pale, but his eyes seemed to be on fire! Flames of hate! Flames burned in front of the door and lanterns flickered under the eaves! The lamp is not lonely! There must be two blue and white lanterns when they are hung. Paper ashes were flying in the flames, and a girl in white stood alone in front of the door, staring at the burning flames. Eyes flash in the fire, tears. Blood in tears, hate in blood! Two men, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper, stood quietly behind the door. The girl in white suddenly looked up, but did not turn behind her and asked: "But the letters have all been sent?" The middle-aged man hurriedly replied,coltan ore processing, "It was sent out early yesterday morning. Three letters were sent one after another, including three people. If there is no accident, the three letters should have arrived one after another this morning." "All our men should be here tomorrow morning." "I can't wait." 。 ore-magnetic-mining.com