Chapter 159: Wulin Conference 4

The strategy of the cold weapon era is not something that modern times can understand. The control of the scene, manpower and material resources can be achieved in a day.
Therefore, although Murong’s reputation is in full swing, he has a few pounds and two, and he understands in his heart.
Therefore, since the border is now nothing, then she will do what she is good at.
If you want to hold the sky for Xuanyuan, you don't have to fight at the border, and the most dangerous time, then the offense is the best defense.
This is her motto.
"Du Yi, you give me..."
"Friends of the package inn, Xiaosheng Yunzhao, admiring this martial arts conference, hereby come from the snow holy country, do not want to be late, the land is full of life, not even a place to settle.
Hey, why are you so crowded, this friend who has wrapped up here can let Xiaosheng stay, Xiaosheng is absolutely quiet, and will not harass his friends.

Haoyue’s instructions have not been said yet, and suddenly there is a clear voice coming out of the inn, a little helpless, a bit complaining, and a lot of pleasing.
It sounds like a poor and sour student, literary, sour.
When Haoyue listened to the words, he bowed his head and looked out the window.
Her first day, the first room, is located at the highest point of the inn, and the entire street can be seen clearly.
At this time, outside the inn, a man wearing a light blue cloak, standing at the back wall of the inn, screaming at her constantly, full of bright smiles.
The eyebrows fly into the hustle and bustle, there is no Xuanyuan's demon beauty, and it is not like the lonely city of the night. It is very splendid and very sunny. This man is a group of illuminators, just like the sun.
Haoyue confronted this person, and the inexplicable light in his eyes flashed slightly, and his fingers tapped twice on the window.
Du Yi immediately behind him bowed, damn, they actually did not investigate that he also came.
"Let Xiaosheng stay, I don't want to sleep on the street." The sad face of the face, Yun Zhao looked at the smile of Haoyue.
I saw this slowly smile, this person, interesting, since I want to come in, come on.
At the moment, he said: "Yes." The faint voice is far from the air, and the cold is still.