Vol 7 Chapter 252: Candidate for death

The dwarf got on the ground, his big eyelids rolled over Ye Qingxuan, and he didn't speak. The weird props in his hand fell into the distance, and yelled: "The old monkey will assign someone, and you will shoot!" After talking about grabbing the dry tobacco bag, I enjoyed it.
The world can train a hundred miles like a son, and finally accompany a character with a smirk, of course, there is a lot to come by.
This person who was dragged by a hundred miles to become the "Tsun Xing Sun" not only looks like a man, but he is indeed the surname "Sun", but also the grandson of the "Tuk Xing Men" who recently met Ye Qingxuan. Latent uncle, Jiang Kun is nicknamed "Rolling Dragon" Sun Kun.
He and Barry were friends from childhood to age, partners in digging graves.
Real friends never know how to be respectful and courteous.
Sun Kun and Baili are nowhere near, such friends.
This time, I came over with a smile and smiled, wrapped around the other's shoulders, and laughed, "Old man, where did you dig?"
Sun Kun shook the rabbit tail braid, and said coldly: "It's two miles to the ground, and it's only half a mile away from the restaurant rented by the Twelve Patriarchs ..."
There was no thumb up, and he praised, "It's good, it's more than half done in one hour. It is indeed my old man."
Sun Kun swayed his head, smoked a cigarette, and enjoyed compliments beyond all reach.
Huh!
Mr. Tibetan Flower next to him laughed suddenly, and when everyone was surprised, it seemed that the world would not laugh and asked, "It's a rare old monkey to compliment others, but I don't know who you and this grandson are stealing?"
"Of course it's me!"
Bai Liwu saw the expression of an idiot and gave Mr. Canghua a big white eye. He turned around and immediately saw Sun Kun's unpleasant eyes and smiled quickly, saying, "Of course, on The ability to dig a hole is still my grandson first in the world. "
Sun Kun snorted and turned his head in satisfaction.
Ye Qingxuan looked at these elderly people with amusement, wondering if he and his brothers were getting old, would they also break their mouths like them.
Funny to say, this Lingyun Palace is one of the two detachments of Baekdo, and its behavior and approach are extremely different from Feng Yi's.
If Feng Yi is a security bureau that wants to get involved in everything, then Lingyun Palace is a nursing home that doesn't want to control anything. They all have deep respect and detachment.
Sun Kun turned his head and looked at Ye Qingxuan. He took a sip of dry smoke and asked curiously: "I said that since it is a secret to save people, why does it have to pass under the restaurant? The twelve veterans would seem useless, but There are still a few embankments in it, and if the action is discovered, you will have to sacrifice this strategy. "
Ye Qingxuan laughed: "That ’s why I asked my predecessors to take a shot. I ’d like to think more about the authentic design, and there are people from the Twelve Patriarchs who help me look at it, I believe nobody will find it easily."
Sun Kun nodded as he heard it.
Where the Twelve Sisters' Association was located, Feng Yi did not dare to search the building and check for safety.
There was no time to breathe a sigh of relief, and he said lightly, "Relax, you can't detect it. I pass the tunnel under the kitchen. The noise inside is enough to cover up any noise. When the old man shoots in person, I wo n’t believe it. It's a few minutes away from Shangxian. "
"Well, that's what it is." Sun Kun grinned and said, "In this life, I have only stolen the dead, and I haven't stolen a living person in the public. This trip, I will go with you."
All the troops of the Southern Dynasties evacuated.
Only a few people remained to cope.
Mei Yinxue was moved to a safe place in Lingyun Palace by Jiang Feiran, and Ye Qingxuan had no worries.
Jiang Shuihan did not fully trust Dai Junyu, the "Bieyi Umbrella". The first is the hiding of strength. In addition to the use of peripheral masters, the real top secret masters, including "Winning the Seven Beasts" and the top masters of the sky. Did not show up.
Feng Yi's siege of the Jedi was broken at the last moment by Jiang Shuihan's secretly arranged masters. Even if there were five or six days of masters playing, Jiang Shuihan led the people to completely evacuate.
It's just that the losses are still significant.
More than thirty people have died from innate masters, and more than two thirds of the rivers and lakes masters acquired by Jiang Shuihan have been damaged.
The old hatred has not faded, and the hatred has increased.
Ye Qingxuan is a sentimental person, and he can't make himself a cold-blooded animal that only calculates gains and losses. Whether it is an old acquaintance such as Min Ning, Ran Sanxiong, Xiong Yuanlu, or a side relationship like Sun Xiong, he can be moved. Thousands and angry over their death.
Therefore, it is inevitable to kill the enemy to vent the hatred of the heart.
The one who replaced Zhong Li Shangxian and became beheaded under the eyes of everyone, he was already selected in his heart.
noon.
In the absence of sunlight, the dark clouds drifted from the north like a galloping horse, and the wind chopped down some yellow leaves like a sharp knife ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Under the mountain of Fulong Temple, a must-go road to Luodu, one The little pub is located by the road.
As the most famous scenic spot outside Luodu City, the road to Zijin Mountain has always been many people. At this time, the autumn wind is bleak, and the heavy rain is approaching. The passengers blocked by the wind and rain appear extremely crowded and extremely lively.
There are many cars and horses parked in the yard, from time to time, various people in Luodu City wait in and out of the tavern.
Several dart dartists drank a few glasses of wine, deliberately opened their jackets, and revealed a strong chest. It is best to have a few scars on their chests to reveal Yan Zhao's blood.
A young man who looked like he had just returned from the city of Rhodes, rushed to an empty carriage, half of his pants were rolled in the autumn wind, revealing muddy cloth shoes, and under the guidance of the shop's second, smiled and drove the carriage I rushed into the courtyard and did not unload the horse. I drank under the thatched shed outside the shop: "The shopkeeper, a big bowl of hot noodle soup!"
Xiaodian came over and asked with a smile: "The autumn wind is cool outside, this little brother can't eat in the house?"
The young man glanced inside the shop, wiped a red face blown by the autumn wind, and touched his pocket again, gritted his teeth, "No, just a bowl of noodles, or not occupying the boss's table, that's all It's for the nobles of Shangzi Jinshan. I will leave after eating! "
Dian Er seems to see the young man's cramp, knowing that it makes him uncomfortable in the tavern, and may even anger the guests who come out to play in the capital city, nodded, and said, "That's it! I'll carry you Bench! "
"No!" The young man walked over to the side. "I'll do it at the door!"
Xiao Er shook his head and arranged for the food to go.
A few full-fledged martial arts people came out of the tavern with swords and swords, and did not look at the young man squatting in a corner, talking loudly with a loud voice.