Chapter 1133: Assassin of the National Teacher's Office! (1)

The first thousand one hundred and thirty-three chapters of the National Assassin!
"Good! I have to listen to this seat. What else do you have to say." The tone of the choice of the heart is getting worse. Wu Xiu’s heart is about to jump out of the eyes of the blind man.
I know that I have reached the end of my life and death. I have some words that Wu Xiu hasn’t thought about whether or not to say it. Can you say that at this time, he can’t take it anymore, and he’s a bit of a "national teacher, not a subordinate," Someone is destroying it!"
"Hey? Who is this person you said?" The face of Tuxin’s heart lingered with Mori’s murderous murder. It turned out that Jinxiu was his only taboo, and now he was defeated in Jin Sui, and he really wanted to hear it. Who else dared to be an enemy of him.
"Yes... is in Jinxiu!" [
"You are nonsense!" Wu Xiu's voice just landed, and the choice of heart suddenly screamed and slammed, and Wu Xiu directly flew out.
"Under the subordinates... even if there are a hundred courage, I dare not talk nonsense in front of the national teacher." Wu Xiu Gu did not have the pain of falling apart, and even climbed to the heart. In front of me, even the channel.
"Yu Jinxiu has been defeated by me personally. How dare he be an enemy of me again?" Painted his eyes and picked his eyes, his face murderous.
"The national teacher, the subordinates said that the truth is true, that is, Jinxiu took the body of Leng Weidong at the last minute. If it weren't for him, Leng Weidong had already been frustrated by me."
"Is this old boy not convinced?" Tuxin's eyes were a glimpse, and some believed Wu Xiu's words. If it is said that Jinxiu is not willing to lose in his hands, doing some small moves in the back and out of the air, disgusting and disgusting him, is also human nature.
"It must be! National teacher, what is the proud person in Jinxiu, this time lost in your hands, he must be hated by the national teacher." Wu Xiuyi, hurriedly followed Painted the heart and said.
Painted with a heavy heart, a murderous road, "The snake does not die and suffers! It seems that I really shouldn't be soft, I have to ask for his old life, maybe there is no such trouble!"

Applying a choice of heart, this is a little bit of the meaning of putting gold on his face. With the red dragon sword, the choice of heart can really be pressed at the half of the embroidered half, but it is only half a head, want to kill people, do not pay quite The price is absolutely impossible.
Wu Xiu is not a fool, and her heart is naturally clear. However, on the surface, she never dares to show it. She even nods and nods. "Adult, Yu Jinxiu is really a disaster. I think it is necessary to get rid of it early."
Deaf people are sick, they must be human! In the day when Jinxiu is not dead, Wu Xiu’s hunting dream can not be realized.
It’s true that I’m thinking about Wu Xiu’s suggestion.
Just as Wu Xiu was extremely nervous, and did not know what kind of decision would be made by the choice of heart, there was a sudden noise coming from outside the door.
"There is an assassin! Don't let him run!"
Wu Xiu and Tu Xingxin are shocked. For many years, no one has ever dared to sing the country.
A slight meal, Wu Xiu rushed out, painted and wanted to see who is so daring, calm face, and then followed.
In the courtyard of the National Teacher's Office, a dozen Qianlongwei, together surrounded an assassin dressed in black and covered with a black towel. Although he couldn't see the assassin's face, he looked at the slender body that he trembled from time to time, only to fear that his heart was extremely tense at this time.