Chapter 300: Revenge Daqinjun (11)

"It's me, I am back!"
Qin Yu calmed.
"All queues!"
Liu Guozhong tied the belt, stood up and screamed.
The soldiers put away the joy of their faces, and the standing of the scorpion became a military posture, and the look was restored to solemnity. The momentum of the original tiger warrior came back in an instant.
"All of them, welcome the return of the highest commander!"
Liu Guozhong put his hand on his chest and his eyes sharply scanned the crowd and shouted.
"Sir is good!"
At the same time, the soldiers put their fists flat on the chest, exhausted their strength, and shouted in tears.
"Da Qinjun, three hundred soldiers here, please the Chief Officer!"
Liu Guozhong turned to Qin Hao, please show.
"it is good!"
"Let me see how much you have fallen into this group, and go to Xuejiazhuang with me tonight!"
"With a knife, see red, only kill the warrior, do not hurt the woman, Li Fu!"
Qin Hao's eyes are cold, cold and cold.
......
Zhengqi Mountain Villa.
Since Xue Gaoshan was killed by Qin Yi and his sword, the owner was inherited by his eldest son, Xue Yong.
Although the loss of Zhengzheng Mountain Villa was heavy, it was a good thing for Xue Yong because he gained a reputation.
The name of the murderous Qin dynasty fell on his head, and the major sects even congratulated him.
At this moment, Xue Jiage danced to the level, and Xue Yong sat on the throne of his dad. The bottom is the representatives of the various parties who came to visit, and they were staggered and lively.
"Everyone, now that Qin Hou has been destroyed, I have already discussed with the Dragon Guard's Jiang Tang, and I will attack the Qin Gang site."
"I hope you will help each other at the time!"
Xue Yong raised his glass and smiled proudly.

The owner is assured that now you are the big man in the martial arts world. Who dares to disrespect?

"I will wait for the owner's order to gather, to seek the Qin Gang, and to avenge the dead doormen."
Tan Yihai and others have echoed.
"Well, you can rest assured that after the event, you will definitely not benefit from yours!"
Xue Yonglang channel.
While talking, the door was knocked open, and several Zhuangzhong disciples stumbled and ran in, fearing and shouting: "Not good, not good!"
"What panic, didn't you see that all the masters are here?"
Xue Yong yelled at the table.
"The owner, I don't know where a bunch of devils came from, and they came to Zhuang."
The disciple shouted in fear.
"Ghost? Where is the devil?"
Xue Yong asked.
"boom!"
Another few Zhuangzhong disciples were thrown in.
Then, I saw hundreds of geeks wearing black special suits and faces with ghost faces, and murderously rushed in.
Everyone is obsessed with the delicate long bow of the snow, and the blue-eyed glare on the arrow is obviously poisonous.
"Bold, dare to marry Xuejiazhuang, live impatient."
A Qingcheng school disciple stood up and shouted.
The voice just fell, one of the ghost faces shook, a sharp arrow flew, and instantly spiked, nailing the man's body to the big column.
The arrow is killing, and the originally irritating guests are all scared of chills, where they dare to make their heads, and they sit down honestly.
"Where is the hero, since I came to Xuejiazhuang, I might as well report it!"
"I have everything in the village, money, food, and jewellery. As long as I don't hurt, I can say everything."
Xue Yong swallowed and asked with courage.
When he was there, there was at least one master of Zhuangzhong sitting in the town, but when he arrived, Zhuangzhong had no such master.
"I don't want money, no jewelry, just your life."
The sound of ice and icy sounds, and the soldiers consciously let go of a road.
Qin Lan carried his hands and slowly walked in.
Xue Yong’s big eyes, carefully identifying this long-haired shawl, the youth with a blue face, always feel familiar.
"how is this possible!"
"This is never possible. Who are you?"
Xue Yong screamed.
He couldn't believe that it was incredible that a dead person would appear in front of him again.
"I am the one who wants you!"
He has not yet said that the identity of Qin Yu, Qin Hao's hand to the next pressure, Qin help three hundred warriors, arrows like rain.
"kill!"
The soldiers showed off the bright saber and flew like a tiger.
This is almost a battle without suspense!
Soldiers who have been grievous for a long time, in order to avenge their chiefs, everyone is killing their lives, and the knife is red!
For a time, Xuejiazhuang blood flow into the river!
However, this is just the beginning of revenge!
Next, the Wang family in Jiangbei, the Taoist school, the Qingcheng, Huashan, Lushan, and Sui, all have bloody!
The Daqin Army is like a demon. Wherever it goes, blood is not enough.
For a time, the martial arts community is heartbroken!
Until the 52nd, the major factions sent representatives of the elders level, and went to the tomb of Qinhou in Dongzhou, and the gimmick pleaded guilty. This disaster subsided.
At this point, the martial arts circles all know that there is still a revenge army in the Qin gang, and they dare not play the idea of ​​the Qin gang.
Dongzhou listen to Yuxuan!
Qin Lan sat cross-legged by the lake and concentrated on retreat. His repairs have been restored. However, the last time of the war, the loss of the yuan, but one time can not be restored.
This escape, let Qin know that it is necessary to speed up the process of repair, and create a handful of instruments.
It’s just that the world is extremely difficult to find, and the materials used to make the implements are even scarcer.
Can you get all the best! He was also unable to do anything at the moment.
"Hou, it’s time to eat, but this is what I cook for you."
Wan Xiaoyu carried a small bamboo basket, smiled and walked to a quiet place, and took out the dishes and rice.
"What is meat again?"
Qin Yu mouth.
"No, Miss Wen called two days and two days, let us have to raise you~EbookFREE.me~ Can you give me meat?"
Wan Xiaoyu is quite helpless laughter.
"Ok!"
Qin Lan shrugged and ate a big mouth.
The effort of a cup of tea is cleaned up.
Since the last time he was suspended, Wan Xiaolu and others have been frightened. He is now offering him as a treasure, for fear of any accident.
"Right, the fat man is coming, crying in the grave, rushing to the ground, do you want to see him?"
While Wan Xiaoying packed up the dishes, he carefully reminded him.
The death of Qin Lan has always been confidential. There are not many people who know it. Wan Xiaoyu and others have only recently known.
Therefore, even Chen Song, the lord, is in the air.
"Chen Song?"
Qin Hao slightly hesitated.
"This kid is very miserable. In the past few days, he was interrupted in the north of Jiangbei City, and he almost didn't die there."
Wan Xiao shouted.
"Well? What are you doing? Isn't it for you to take care?"
Qin Hao brows a sink, some unpleasant asks.
"Hou Ye, this is no stranger to us. You personally made an order, saying that this kid has to be tempered, and he has to go, this pot I can not back."
Wan Xiaoyu has some grievances holding a crisp chest and cold.
"You just look down on him, right? Take my words as a shield, just don't want to be a substitute for him."
"The legs are interrupted. Is this still a trivial matter?"
Qin Hao's face was gloomy and stunned.
Seeing Qin Zhen’s real anger, Wan Xiaoyu realized that this was a bit serious. His look was awe-inspiring:
In this way, I immediately went to discuss with the Tang dynasty and went to Jiangbei.

"No, I will handle this in person."
Qin Hao went cold.
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