Chapter 53: 孰 孰 孰 孰 难 难 3 3 3

Thanks and pity: "Let you shut me up!"
Lang Qianqiu suddenly turned his head and said: "Why do you want him to shut up? So what he said is the truth? You and Anle both moved in the Golden Temple, one kills all my relatives, one fills my father, you all Are you kidding me?!"
Thank you for your pity: "Don't listen..." Grace robbed him: "Of course I am lying to you! You are so stupid, don't you lie to lie to you? If you don't want to hang a bar, when you are 12 years old, Xianle people Can you take your dog's life, but also let you live so big and soar?"
Lang Qianqiu said: "Twelve years old?" A big event that happened when he was twelve years old was that he was robbed by the thief and saved by thanking him. Lang Qianqiu said: "The thief who broke into the palace that year was sent by Xianle people??"
Graceful words: "Crap! You think that there are ordinary assassins who can rob their princes in the face of hundreds of royal warriors. Isn't it for me to help me?"
Lang Qianqiu nodded and said: "Help? Well, I understand. So, so my friends are fake. You Xianle people don't care about our goodness. You are a good-hearted king. You are all bad at heart. Life is coming."
He turned to thank you again and said: "So, what you said is also fake."
Grace makes a novelty, saying: "Come and come, let me hear what my sage cousin said to you?"
Lang Qianqiu simply ignored him. He only said to him: "You said that Yongan and Xianleben are a country. There is no festival in the royal family. It has nothing to do with the people. The people on both sides were originally a family. In our hands, we can have some Change. As long as the people have a good royal family name, it doesn't matter. Both sides can resolve the enmity, they can re-integrate, and they are all fake. They are all nonsense, shit, lie!"
The last thing that thanked me for hearing is this kind of words. Immediately said: "No! Not fake. You think about it, isn't it really changed in your hands?"
Lang Qianqiu received the words and his chest was undulating. Thanks to pity: "Are you not doing very well? Later, are the people of Xianle not well integrated with Yongan people? There are fewer and fewer disputes in later generations. How can it be fake?"
Half a word, no words, Lang Qianqiu said: "But...but my father and mother? The combination of Yongan and Xianle was originally their biggest wish, so the last person of your family was the King of Anle. Their wish is to be completed. But what is their end?"
Grace said: "You are crying and crying, but it is exactly the same as my sage cousin! You are looking for our old man, my mother has not yet found your ancestor to Laozi. What is the wish? It’s the fusion of the two sides, so it’s good for you. It’s good to say, and it’s fun. When you’re in front of you, you can’t see it. Is this what your Yongan dog means to step on the head of Xianle’s life?

Thankful and angry: "Sorry, you are less sick!"
Lang Qianqiu, while screaming with tears, stared at the sadness and said: "Kill my relatives, are you behind the instructions? What about the golden feast, do you have a share?"
Graceful and authentic: "Yes, I have a share, I have a good time, and your master also has a share. We all have three talents. Hahahahaha..."
Who knows, he laughed half, Lang Qianqiu epee suddenly went down. With a sigh of relief, the whole person was smashed for two!
This scene is very bloody, graceful two and a half body rolling on the ground, his upper body said: "No pain, no pain, no pain at all, compared to the palm of the cousin, you can be far away! Hahahaha Haha!"
Lang Qianqiu did not speak, grabbed his head and lifted it up. Grace is still sarcasm, thank you for seeing that Lang Qianqiu’s expression is a bit wrong, saying:
You can’t say a few words if you want to die!

He treats people with gentleness and courtesy. However, this person can't be treated with common sense at all. He knows this reason well, so every time he goes to him, he will not want to be polite, and he will be rude. Lang Qianqiu dragged the upper part of Grace, and came to the big pot boiling in the mouth, saying: "Do you usually eat this pot with people?"
Grace was dragged all the way, drawing a thick blood mark on the ground, saying: "Yes. What do you want?"
When he had just finished answering, Lang Qianqiu would let go.
"Ah, ah, hahahaha-"
I don’t know if the sadness is screaming or laughing, being thrown into the big pot, and it’s hot and hot. Xie Pity did not expect that there would be such a scene, the pupil suddenly contracted, and said: "Qianqiu!"
Lang Qianqiu sighed: "What's wrong? Green ghosts, how many people have eaten, can't you teach him to taste cooked? He is my genocide, can't I let him suffer?!"
Of course. Therefore, thank you for nothing to say, he did not have any position to say. However, whether it is a prince of a mortal country or an Eastern martial in heaven, Lang Qianqiu has never done such a thing. He always wants to kill and kill, and disdain to use such cruel means, which is quite different from Lang Qianqiu, who knows what he knows.
Grace was thrown into the boiling water by him. After a while, when he fished it, he was not adult. He was cooked into something that seemed to melt the whole body. Some places even showed the bones of the forest, which was very embarrassing. But he seems to be very happy, still laughing, said: "Cousin, congratulations! You look at your good deeds, the wings are hard, will torture, will torture people!"
Lang Qianqiu was a loose hand, and the grace was once again put into the water. After throwing it this time, it seems that even the skeleton has been smashed by the soup, and the grace has never floated up. There are only a few pieces of Tsing Yi left floating on the water. Thanks for a long time, he couldn’t see him, and couldn’t help but say: "Sorry!"
His cousin, who used to open his mouth to the cousin, has praised him and praised him. However, after the breaking of the country, it turned out to be a madman. Take the lead to burn his temple, smash his temple, and build a stone statue of the squatting earth and the threshold of the prince. In order to make him suffer, he can do anything at any cost. For his behavior, thankfulness has always been tolerable and tolerant. If it involves other people, it will try to stop it. In the end, if you can't bear it, you can only hope that you will not see each other. Later, the two did not meet again for many years, and he thought that the sadness had already passed away. Who knows how long it has been, suddenly encountering an old man in this world, seeing the face that is similar to him, can't really tell if there is any trace of nostalgia in the heart. After all, the Xianle royal family who still lives in the world, only two of them are left. It didn't take long before I saw the face, and suddenly I saw him dying in front of him, and Lang Qianqiu, who was not willing to use it with even a stick, was killed by this cruel means. In a short period of time, the ups and downs were too big, I don’t know for a while. What do you think about it, it’s a mess. Lang Qianqiu stood beside the cauldron and bowed his head. At this time, Huacheng said: "Not dead."
Lang Qianqiu looked up at him. Huacheng Road: "You shouldn't think that you will avenge this? You at most have killed him a point
body. If you really want to kill him completely, you have to find the ashes of grace."
Lang Qianqiu coldly said: "Thank you for reminding me, I will definitely grab him and use his ashes to pay homage to my father and mother. After that, I will find you again to make a knot. Guoshi, you don't want to run again. !"
After he finished speaking, a sword fell, cracking the cauldron, and then left and left. The boiling water rushed out and the broken bone residue in the pot rushed to the ground. Thank you for pursuing, but I understand that it is useless.
He stopped the steps and stood there, with nothing to say. Huacheng walked up and said: "He just knew the truth and it is better to let him calm down."
Thanks to pity, said: "Why do you want to let him know? What is the truth is important?"
Huacheng Road: "It's very important. He has to understand which ones you do and which ones are not. Why do you want to do this."
Thanks for turning and slamming, cold channel: "Do you know what it is so clear? If you have killed a few people, what am I going to do?"
Huacheng is not spoken. In the chest, a burst of anger suddenly rises, and I don’t know who I am angry with. He blurted out: "What do I have to bite? His father wants to integrate the two races. Did I kill him? Anle King is the last blood of my family. Did I kill him? I am also alive." Is it not good for me to be alone? I am afraid of anything, even if I am all over, I can’t die! It’s just a good thing for me to do alone. I am a curse. Now it’s the Anle King. Rong also counted, all the Xianle people counted. Is it better to hate a person than to hate a group of people? Is it necessary to let him discover that the things I taught him in the past are all fake and empty? Do you mention the nonsense of ghosts?!"
Huacheng just looked at him quietly and did not argue. The two looked at each other for a moment, and thanked him for suddenly covering his face. "I'm sorry. Saburo is sorry. I am afraid of being crazy. Sorry."
Huacheng Road: "Nothing. My fault."
Thanks: "No, you are not wrong. It is my problem."
He sat down on the ground and hugged his head, saying: "A mess. A mess."
Shou, Huacheng sat down beside him and said, "You are right."
Xie pity does not speak, Huacheng Road: "Kill Yongan Wang, Bao Xianle survivors. Kill the Anle King, protect the two races no longer disputes. Finally, died in the hands of Lang Qianqiu, the murderer Fuxi. Three lives, for several Taiping The most cost-effective, but I do the same. Listen to me."
He was undecided and said: "You are right. No one will do better than you."
Silence for a long while, thank you: "I just don't think so."
He slowly raised his face and said: "I just think that a person has paid goodwill, but did not get good results. I think it should not be like this.
"Even if it is fake, I want to remember it. He is good to Xianle, and Xianle will be good to him. Doing the right thing is going forward. Instead of doing it now, I think he told him that he had believed before. All are fake, lie, deceptive. All is nonsense! I am just..."
He raised his right hand and looked at the hand and said: "...If you have enough, you don't want others to be taken again."
Huacheng listened quietly. Xie pity and consciously said another rude saying, "I am sorry. But you look at the things in this world, how funny. Yongan previous generations, the reverse of the application is not how to die, to Lang Qianqiu parents here, I am thinking Doing something good and doing something big is the end of the game."
The Yongan lord respected him as a national teacher. He has always respected him for five years. Even at the last moment of life, it is with the color of trust that has not faded. Thanks for looking straight ahead, whispered: "I really can't forget... When I stabbed a sword, the expression on his face."
Huacheng whispered: "Forget it. It is the fault of grace and peace."
Xie pity shook his head and buried his head between his knees. He said: "... everything is fine."
Lang Qianqiu's father was in the throne, and changed the style of the first generation to suppress the people of Xianle. Xianle people and Yongan people have been peacefully coexisting for decades. Seeing that there is a turning point, a precursor to integration, and the hope of staying away from the dispute, Anle Wang has chosen to be at this time.
On the way to the sneak, he found the night of Anle Wang. He wanted to warn him not to start the incident again. Who knows, the only descendant of his family, after learning his true identity, took him happily and asked him to join the revenge. And the great cause of rejuvenation. His eyes were frenzied, his voice was soaring, he was so creepy, he vowed to wash the golden banquet first, and then ruined his ancestors, and smashed Yongan’s earth-shaking, even if he broke the two batches of people who had already begun to release goodwill from each other, even if they sacrificed all of them. The remnants of Xianle, as long as they can pull the Yongan royal family and the Yongan people to the same hell, they are not hesitating.
However, killing is killing. Even if there are reasons for re-emphasizing, there is no more "forced", the fact is that he personally killed a Ming Jun who really wants to accommodate dissidents, and the last blood of his family to stay in the world.
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