Vol 3 Chapter 1780: East China Sea Thief

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When the young man heard this, he quickly waved his hand and said: "No need, don't you, please, everyone, please just ask, there is nothing else."
His cold sweat and flu, his footsteps involuntarily retreat, did not want to be stumped by a stone under his feet, fell a dog to eat.
When he got up, the masters had disappeared.
He rushed to call another guard: "Quick, go to inform the patriarch and say that the people she has been waiting for!"
It’s just a pity that, no matter how they cut corners, they still couldn’t reach the public good before Xia Yuanqiu and others, and they lost their jobs.
The middle-aged housekeeper angered: "What useless things, what do you use? Even a word can fall behind people, roll, don't let me see you again!"
The two guards have aggrieved grievances, people have wings, or masters, how do they get the first two small shrimps?
Gongliang Mansion.
"It's still the same as before. It seems that the Gongliang people are not spending less on this!" Wen Zituo looked at the scene in the house, still exactly the same as two hundred years ago, as if time has never passed here.
Jiang Wuxi said: "You remember so clearly, the impression is so deep, it is estimated that there have been many times!"
Wen Tuo Tuo said: "There have been two visits, one is to send the wounded patriarch to come back, once is the official business in some colleges, no private things you think, don't guess."
Jiang worries shrug: "How about guessing? Anyway, why is jade already gone, even if it is still, is an old woman, what are you worried about?"
Jiang’s worry-free words just fell, and a fierce wind suddenly hit him.
Wen Tsuo is on the side of Jiang Wushou. He waved his hand and gently removed the power of this wind. Shen Sheng said: "Who is behind the tricks? Get out!"
A thin, blue shadow appeared in front of everyone, an old man, thin and like a bamboo pole.
"Don't you dare to smack the roots of your tongue and filthy my family's patriarch, what should be sin?" The old man was as sinking as water and his eyes were gloomy.
Zhu Xidao: "The mouth grows on ourselves. What do we want to say? What? You still need your consent?"
The old man was stunned and shouted: "Yellow mouth child, you are looking for death!" The second words no longer say, he pulled out the sword, picked a sword flower in the air, and stabbed straight toward Zhu Xi's face.
Zhu Xi has never grown up as a vegetarian. The strength of the old man is strong, but he has not yet reached the realm of repairing the gods.
Although it seems that the peak of the refinement and the repair of the gods are only one step away, the strength is disparity, but it is not so simple.
Zhu Xi’s body was slightly on one side, lightly avoiding the old man’s stab, and the long sword passed in front of his eyes. He stretched out to clamp the sharp and thin blade, and then he tried hard. A crackling sound, the old man's personal sword was broken.
For a well-known master, this is undoubtedly a shame on the face, he did not even make the opponent's move, the weapon has already been folded.
"Who are you guys?" The old man screamed and dropped the broken sword. He took a big step back and asked with a frown.
Xia Yuanqiu said: "We are here, please come and see your patriarchs."
The old man seems to be enlightened, and he is busy asking: "Are you just catching the East Sea thief of King Biemen?"
Xia Yuanqiu raised his eyebrow and smiled: "How? In your eyes, we look like a thief?"
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