Chapter 3200: That sword's style

Looking back at a smile, Bai Meisheng, Liu Gongfen no color.
This is a beautiful poem, what a mood is so impressive.
But now the old face of the hundred miles, with the white beard and hair, actually made an extremely charming look.
You see that the corner of the eye is flying, the eyes are light and hooked, it is called a charming, but there must be a demon in front.
Hansen and Qin Bai had a chill in their faces, and their faces turned strange. In particular, Qin Bai, his impression of the hundred miles of the world has always been the old-fashioned old-fashioned academics, dreaming will not think that he will have such expressions and movements, people are stupid.
I saw the beauty of the world, and the pinch of the orchids turned around, and there was a slap in the middle, and there was a wave in the middle of the waves. There was such a little bit of sorrow in the waves, which was simply a model of the waves.
Hansen, Boa, Qin Bai and Jia Xiangzhen are lined up in a row. Zhang’s mouth is wide open and he looks at the excitement of the world. He should be dancing.
If the dance is a beautiful woman to jump, it will make people feel pleasing to the eye, even the unintentional thoughts in the heart, but an old man twists his hips there, and also makes all kinds of teasing actions, even put a The legs are stretched out, and the hand is gently stroked. This picture is really stunned.
Jia Xiangzhen had a shudder and only felt a sense of discomfort in the stomach. Now she finally knows why the sword was not strange when it was said that the sword was not alone.
"Jian Taifu said that he also ate the loss of this sword, is it..." Jia Qizhen’s mind showed a strange picture, which made her involuntarily shudder.
In fact, Hansen is thinking about the same thing. He really wants to know what kind of picture would be if the sword is not solitary.
The next second, the more amazing picture appeared, and the hundred miles of the world jumped and took off his robe, like a striptease girl who teased the enthusiastic audience, and threw the robe to Hansen.
Hansen’s chins are about to fall, and they quickly go to the sides, and no one wants to touch the robes even a finger.
Qin Bai looks very strange, wants to laugh and some do not dare to laugh, the face is red, and there is a faint rush to escape.
He was too surprised to be too surprised. He couldn’t imagine the usual Bai Litai Fu who had trained him like a grandson. He even had such a side. He watched and hid his heart: "What about the future? Is there a righteous gesture in front of me?"
"Mr. Han, what do you think we should do? Do you want to control Baili Taifu first?" Jia Xiangzheng himself controlled his expression and looked at Hansen.
Han Sen looked at the horizon that was still jumping off the edge, and said for a moment: "I don't see any suffocation and murder on this sword, and Mr. Sword has said that it is generally not dangerous. I think we are still Don't act, lest you anger the sword, maybe there will be even worse results."
Jia Weizhen nodded in a strange look: "Yes, I don't think there is anything wrong with Mr. Sword. I just don't know how Baili Taifu can return to normal."
Between the two talking, there was only one white trousers left in the singularity of Baili Taifu, and a dry old flesh was still there to show off.
Sideways facing Hansen, one foot on a large stone, while Hansen they winked, while touching their old legs, the scene let Hansen, they almost could not help but spit out.
Suddenly, the hundred miles of the world hit a spirit, keep this position and move, the eyeballs began to straighten, as if the ghost was on the body and then left.
The eyes of the hundred miles of the sky straightened and Hansen, they looked at each other for a few seconds, and a loud and screaming voice was heard above the open space. The voice was simply listening to the wounded and smelling tears. When the night was crying, the children would stop immediately. Cry.
After a while, Baili Tianya had already dressed, but his old face was white for a while, and stood there without saying a word, it was like a great blow.
Both Hansen and Jia Xiangzhen know that it is best not to talk to the hundred miles of the world at this time, so they don’t even have the meaning of comforting one sentence. Now, to comfort, it is equivalent to adding fuel to the fire.
"Cough, Jia Taifu, or do you want to try to pull the sword?" Hansen proposed.
Qin Bai quickly joined: "The right pair, Jia Taifu has a profound conception, and may have the opportunity to get the approval of the sword."
Jia Xiangzhen saw the shackles hidden under the pure eyes of the two, and thought that if he made those gestures like the horizon, he could not help but be a red face.
"The two guys are really hateful." Jia Xiangzhen knows what the two of them are thinking, but they can't say anything, they have to pretend to be nothing, look at Hansen and say: "I am with Baili Taifu. It’s hard to tell, since I can’t do it, I can’t do it. I’m Mr. Han, you can teach the Prince’s sword in a short period of two days, and your sword’s intention is to be Very high, I can see that this sword is not able to surrender.
"Right right, Han Sen, this sword must be only you can pull out." Qin Bai also followed.
Hansen’s heart is also somewhat contradictory. The sword is a good sword. If he is not mistaken, the sword should have broken the boundary. Otherwise, it will not be easy to affect the horizon and let the hundred miles disappear directly.
Such a sword, if it can be used as its own, is naturally better, but it is obviously not an easy task to conquer such a sword.
"Since all come, I have to give it a try. Moreover, there is no suppression of the rules of the universe. How strong the sword is, it is impossible for me to get lost." Hansen thought, and nodded and said: " Yeah, let me give it a try."
"Mr. Han, you have to be careful about the power of the sword. The general material force is completely ineffective against its power invasion." He said that he stood on the side of the hundred miles.
"Thank you for being a hundred miles." Hansen really thanked him. In this case, Baili Tianya was able to remind Hansen that he was indeed a German elder.
However, Han Sen thought of the appearance of the past hundred miles, and the image that had just been established in his mind collapsed instantly, and he had to bear with his face without change.
"One inch of Acacia is a bit gray, is this poem to be born, or is it later engraved?" Hansen walked to the front of the sword, thinking in his heart.
The blade of the blade is a peculiar existence of semi-military semi-genetic species. If it is born with engraving, it is not strange. On the way, they have seen many soldiers with natural lettering and quirky mantras.
However, seeing these words, Han Sen feels that there is a slight mismatch with the temperament of the sword itself. Maybe it may be that someone is engraved.
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