Chapter 224: Return to 兮3

She did not speak when she heard the words, she knew this.
The news of the return of the Chinese and Western factory owners has always been a rather mysterious person. In the past, when the gold lord’s birthday banquet was held, it would still appear. In the past few years, it has not been exposed at all, and it is simply that the dragon is not seeing the end.
Today, if she did not play small, the old hurriedly jumped out, I am afraid that I would like to see Fiji, it is difficult to go to heaven.
"Is that thing in the West Factory?" After a moment of indifference, Haoyue lowered the voice.
Du Yiwen nodded and lowered his voice: "Yes, the news is absolutely reliable, but I don't know where it is hidden."
The fingertips of the month are swaying on the table, and the eyes are constantly turning.
When she came, Kim was the first to take revenge.
Second, I heard that after the Golden State can dominate the southwestern part of the mainland, it relies on a detailed map of the three countries in the southwest.
In the map, the mountains and rivers recorded are quite detailed. If there is such a thing in hand, the three southwestern countries do not have any topography benefits.
And they are one of the three countries.
How can such a thing fall in the hands of the post-Golden Kingdom.
The West Factory, only those who are trusted by the post-Golden Lord can enter. Now, she is not such a person.
"Run brother, flow brother, such a good night, come out to drink tea..." Just thinking, the voice of the outside cloud suddenly sounded, and then he heard the footsteps coming.
Seeing this eyebrows in the moon, he waved his hand gently, and Du Yi immediately transferred to the back hall.
Drink tea, good idea.
Starlight, this spring sky is really black and people like it.
Time passed by and it was a few days.
Big marriage, preparations in full swing.
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One is simply disappearing without a trace, and the cloud calls this outsider as their steward servant, and all the people who use it.
The tired cloud calls for bitterness, but the partiality is not to go.
I really don't know what the picture is.