Chapter 581: Wuzhen Weinan

This is the key to the success of this war, relic!
Without the relics, Qin Yu and the three hundred Qin army will be killed in the hands of Nanlin Temple.
Xuankong is known as the first person under the five, although it is overstated, but at least it must be a master.
A great master, the strength can be like the Tianzhu column, the town unified party, it is also a thousand troops are also difficult.
Not to mention the many masters of the sci-fi generation!
If you get a relic, Qin Hao will kill the Xuankong and defeat the thief.
If he can't get it, he won't hesitate, he will choose to retreat immediately, regardless of his name and gains. He will find this place again in the coming day.
Annan Valley, Duanjia Day Camp.
The abbot of the Shenlong Temple, the master of the cold and the head of the Duanjia family, Duan Yu, lived in the first place, and the elders of the Temple of the Dragon, the Temple of the Gods, and other representatives of the sects.
"Morning wind, are you sure that Qinhou has gone south, instead of taking me to play?"
"Why is it three days, still not meeting with me?"
Duan Yunong cold road.
As a descendant of the Dali royal family, Duan Yunong was used to watching the heavens. He was still full of facts and waited for three days. This is something that has never happened before.
"Yeah, my second brother, I see what Qinhou is, but it is a generation with a false name. You are really a treasure."
"We should solve the horrible things by ourselves."
"You don't want to think about it. Why does Qinhou promise you to go to war and offend Nanlin Temple? What good is he?"
The person on the first big chair on the left was the first to go.
This person is in his early thirties, his face is white, wearing a carved red cloak, holding a folding fan, hanging white jade at the waist, and being spotless, exudes a touch of aroma, a good family son.
He is the eldest son of Duan Yunong, Duan Chenfeng's half-brother, Duan's son!
"Yes, we can still be afraid of his Nanlin Temple, the abbot master, I will go to fight with these thieves, and vow to take back the relics of the ancestors."
Moco smashed the table and grew up and shouted.
Moko is a minority in the land, and Kong Wu is a good war. He is a famous master of power in the land.
But seeing his face full of tigers, eight feet tall, burly mountain, making a heavy tooth shovel weighing six hundred kilograms, the strength has been into the master, there is a million pounds of power.
"Moco can't be nonsense, Nanlin Temple has injured several of our Shenlong Temple masters, and now they are coming from the temple, and it is not that you have a battle?"
The master of cold and bitterness is full of wrinkled faces, and more and more sorrowful.
"Yes!"
Moco's abbot was extremely respectful and suddenly took the lead.
While talking, a disciple hurried in and whispered: "Duanye, abbot, Qinhou came."
"Pass him to come in." Duan Yunong Road.
"Father, I have been a guest in the distance. I have worked hard, and I asked Qin Hou to help out. You should personally welcome it." Duan Chenfeng bowed his hand.
"He is yours, or go by yourself!"
Duan Yunong snorted and was not happy.
"Yeah, I heard that Qin Hounian is only eighteen, a hairy boy, and it is worthwhile to go to the Duan."
Moco and others have joined.
"Okay, I am going!"
In the face of the accusations of the full house, Duan Chenfeng is extremely helpless.
"Second brother, I will go with you!"
The green the side, the mouth is soft.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she would pass through the border in the big account, and it would be clear and moving. Although it was veiled, the white skin and the moon-like scorpion are still heart-thinking.
"Well, Biyue, you have to go, it would be better."
Duan Chenfeng was overjoyed and the two went side by side.
Biyue walked out of the big account and saw the boy who was bathed in the moonlight.
Moonlight sprinkled on his delicate side face, there is a kind of pretty and beautiful, the long, thin body and his indifferent look, just blending in one, in the moonlight, the figure is very long, like a lone The peak is so arrogant and cold.
Not close to him, Biyue can feel a bitter cold.
"Hou, you are finally here, but I am looking forward to it."
Duan Chenfeng greeted him and thanked him.
"I am coming, it is a good thing for you, but for others, it may be a disaster."
Qin Lan turned around, and the cold scorpion was as sharp as a sword in the moonlight.
"Hou, you are not here to help us? You are coming to the relics and take possession of yourself. Is this your real purpose?"
Bi Yue calmly looked at Qin Hao, asked softly.
Qin Yan's eyes narrowed into a seam and fell on this beautiful face.
Although she wore a veil, the face of the country was also in his eyes.
"You are very smart!"
"I like you a little."
Qin Yu’s evil spirits smiled and he took his hand.
Biyue felt a move in her heart and looked at the straight back. She looked down and meditated.
She is the first beauty in the world, but it is the dowry of this family!
Maybe this is a great opportunity for her to change her destiny.
"Second brother!"
Biyue looked at Duan Chenfeng, but shouted it so softly that the latter had read everything from her misty scorpion.
"Biyue, I am not sure, but we don't have any cards in our hands, it is better to gamble."
Duan Chenfeng thought for a moment and sighed.
After that, the two chased Qin Qin and entered the big account.
When Qin Yi entered the big account, he felt the cold hostility of everyone~EbookFREE.me~ He smiled a little, scornful, and lazy, and turned away.
The style of the martial arts is particularly serious in the conservative martial arts world. It is really disgusting.
"Mr. Xiao Qin, so eager to go, is it not the market? Can you ask your Ge Ge geometry?"
Duan Yunong asked to be proud.
"eighteen!"
Qin Yu faint.
"Haha!"
"It turned out to be a kid who was still stinking. The 18-year-old was also a lord. I think the Jiangdong martial arts community is indeed no one."
The teachings of a martial art school are ridiculous.
"presumptuous!"
The Qin dynasty was cold, and the claws were separated from each other, and a purple yin dragon snarled out, and the man was wounded on the ground.
The yin dragon fills the body, and the strong and fierce insult directly destroys the heart of the person.
The smile on the poor man’s face has not yet dissipated, and he is killed by Qin.
"you!"
Looking at the bodies on the ground, everyone in the big account was full of horror.
To know that this person is the cultivation of the late refining, almost the master, but also the number one, but did not want to be killed by Qin Hao raised his hand.
"The surname Qin, you are too much, in the end is the enemy is a friend?"
Duan Yunong was angry and shouted.
"Friend, are you also worthy?"
Qin Xiao sneered.
"Let's go, you will come to the poor!"
Moco held the crescent shovel and slammed it up, rushing over like a lion.
"蝼 小 Junior!"
Qin Yu flexed his finger and shot it on the Zen stick with a precise and accurate shot.
Moco only felt a wrist and a hemp, and the crescent stick that weighed a few hundred pounds broke down. There were a few steps back under the foot. A fart was planted on the ground, and it stood still.
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