Martial King’s Retired Life

v7 ~: Heroes Are Real 10

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day.

In the morning, the ray of light climbed to the gray eaves, and the upper part of the forest—an arc of the crescent moon sinked into the sky.

The light in the wine bottle floated, the stars gradually disappeared, and the cool breeze blew up all night.

It seems to be the interest of the host family.-In the case of the quiet placement of the Fang Xiangluo, the house was surrounded by green smoke, as if the distant mountains were close to each other. The three walls were full of celebrities and paintings, which were supposed to be cheesy, but the host's family hadn't even looked at them. There was a bit of fairy tale under the blue smoke.

Here the host swallowed his lips with tea. He-in a scrimmage suit, was very imposing in his tea-raising gesture, which made people almost doubt that his glass was filled with decades of hard work, but not incense.

The man sitting opposite him had a surname of Ming who was extremely famous on the rivers and lakes. Both friends and enemies make people doubt how he is still alive, but after knowing who he is, he feels extremely reasonable.

The man named Ming reclined on the bench, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were reddish, and it seemed to be a sign of anger or anger. He also lifted a long-slender porcelain white glazed jade cigarette pouch in his hand and smoked it from time to time, which seemed to keep him calm.

He said lightly.

"It needs to be considered.

An old man with a white-faced blanched sneered dissatisfied.

"You are such a mother-in-law at a young age, did you cut off the devil with the sword, and burned the pride of the palace? Did you live in seclusion with the marriage?"

The man with the Ming surname did not refute, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, and those extremely beautiful eyes were shocking.

"Do you really force me so?"

Another slightly younger Taoist, although not as handsome as the white-haired old man,-he would know that the line is high and deep, but it is a fairy-tale bone, and he would see majesty in his mouth.

"It's so funny. Brother Ming, the three of us waited for a night-just for you. You behave like this when you, the three of us, are vegetarian.

Suddenly, he took a palm shot on the table, and Humu shot two sharp Qimang suddenly.

"It's too bad to bully!

"Brother Golden Crown, my own brother, don't be mad about these little things."

The scribes smiled and consoled them, showing the generosity. But everyone with a good eye knows that he has locked up the spirit of the man with the Ming surname

The disagreement is the end result.

Brother Ming, everyone is waiting, you think enough. Is it time to give us an answer now? "

This person's name on the rivers and lakes is by no means lower than that of the Ming surnamed man, so is his skill. Therefore, what he said is full of weight and cannot be easily ignored.

The man with the last name Ming was caught in the long examination, and it seemed that he did not even notice that the tobacco burned out.

Finally, at the moment when the eaves ran away from the moon and the morning light broke through the window, the man sighed.

".. You are fighting hard, so don't blame someone."

The scribe said with a smile: "Please one-please do not finish the word, but the man with the last name is now exploring the table, the speed is extremely fast, and the timing is ingenious. I missed this hand. My heart was upset and remorse, but I didn't expect to wait all night, but I missed it.

But at this moment --- a white-haired boy suddenly probed into the room.

"Master, is it done?"

Japanese SF Light Novel

"Emma! Stink!"

The man with the surname Ming was shouted with trembling—shaking, and then smashed the things he had just put into his hands as if he had been burned.

"Fuck! It's a whiteboard again!

Gold Crown: "Hu!"

Zhang Tianshi: "Hu!"

The scribe jumped directly from his chair.

"Cut Hu !! It's all! I'm knocking! I've waited for you one night-at night, your **** will finally hit you !!! Give money and give money, you don't even want to run one or three!"

Golden Crown Road people shoot thighs:

Zhang Tianshi swiftly met the bill: "The old man has only lost a little bit, it is miserable without you. '

The man with 100,000 hands commanded the emperor to order seventy-five books and six doors, and the scribes who supervised and managed the entire Kyushu martial art laughed, and Meng shot the table.

"Minghua, you can't help it! You still want to change cards! Give money for money, Grandpa won't let you lose your pants, I won't have a surname

The man with Ming surname was annoyed and gave money reluctantly. He spent the night attacking for a change of cards at this moment. He was almost bankrupt before the cards were changed to smoke.

The Minghua language with tears in his eyes, pointing at the white-haired boy, his fingers trembling, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Pinch, pinch, pinch ..

The teenager looked puzzled: "What is Master pinch? Your shoulder hurts?"

"It's my business ?!" the boy looked aggressive.

However, the Minghua language covered his heart, and he looked like he was in a state of anxiety.

"You, you, why are you here again? !!"

The teenager pouted.

"Don't you say that you have to tell me something important to call me to Sichuan? But you have been playing Mahjong since I came. You see that you have been playing for three days. 7. Your eyes are red, you ca n’t teach?" __

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