Chapter 150: 1 stroke

"You are the young prince of Li Guo, not your big brother, I can't lift my head?" Ling's eyes are so deep that they don't see the bottom, and they emit cold light.
After eating a piece of red bean cake, I wiped my hand with a scorpion and laughed at the evil spirits. "I didn't expect it to be seen for many days. Mu Qing's words are more. The general's king is always cold, and the words are like gold. How? Turned? 啧啧啧...... You wear white, quite tasteful, like... a wealthy man’s pet...

As soon as he finished, like a rabbit, he squatted to the other side of the yard. Looking back, people didn't even move their fingers, let alone to him.
This unscientific! The general of the Yan State, the beauty of the general, innocent, most hate others to take his looks and laugh. If you let me go before, say that he is a male pet, he will go half a life, but he will not be guaranteed. Today, people have no eyelids... This person will not be fake?
The palace touched the nose and went back to the stone table and sat down: "What? It hurts a lot? What was your previous swearing?"
"What? The last lesson has not been enough, sent to the door to find abuse?" Ling quickly walked straight from the lounge chair. The palace was stretched tight and looked at him with caution. But people just changed their posture and re-enjoyed the sun.
"You... don't put Xiao Wang in your eyes!!" The palace slammed the table with force and broke the seven-eight-inch-thick stone table into a gravel. "Hey! You thought you could Can you live in Xiao Wang? Can you still make 20% of your skills now? Now that Xiao Wang wants to kill you, it is as easy as pinching an ant!"
"Then you may wish to try!" Ling Mouth's mouth smirked like a smile.
The palace was in the heart of the drums. He carefully looked at the dust, the white clothes, and his face was slightly pale, the color was still good, and the breath of action was not chaotic, not like the appearance of serious injury.
However, if he is not injured, how can he not go out in this poor mountain village? This guy must be bluffing, horrible! Hey, grabbed the King of the Generals, and the 800,000 Ling Jiajun in the northwest of the Yan State is not afraid!
The old emperor of the Yan State was seriously ill in bed, and even the government could not be rational. His four sons, the second child is stupid, the oldest three, the old four, the old five weak... Without the myth of the army, the country is the sac of their country!
Hey, he won’t be stunned by the shackles! The palace was separated from the sea by the tide of the mountains, and the dust on the loungers rushed past. He made a move to get the other person's idea, so there was no room for this move.
Ling Moss used his eyes to stop the invisibility of coming to stop the palace, and the bright eyes looked at the opponent faintly. Just at the moment when the palace’s hand was about to touch him, it was so dusty. He seemed to be lightly swept away with his sleeves, and the palace was like a broken kite, flying out toward the back, and the wall made of stone on the back hit a big hole!
When you look at this scene, you will sigh: Xiao Wangye, I thought you were the king, but it was a bronze. However, people who are familiar with the palace are aware that this person has few rivals regardless of internal strength or martial arts. Only his opponent is too strong, there is no stage and space for him to play!
"Wang Ye!" Several guards headed by Liu Tongling quickly rushed forward to open the stone and dug him out of the gravel. "Wang, are you okay?"
The palace was lifted out by the guards, and a blood was sprayed on the flaming robe. He used his trembling hand to point to the lingering still lying leisurely: "Well... you are so ruthless! Actually, you are so smashed!" In the speech, the foam in his mouth, screaming The ground drops.
He rubbed his chest and coughed up more blood. The palace used the sleeves to wipe the blood from the mouth, and hated the big general who did not change the color. This guy always presses him. Isn't he the chance to turn over in this life?
"Go!" The palace gave a glance at the white man who had nothing to do, and was helped by the guards and left quickly.
"Master, is your skill restored?" I thought that there was a hidden evil, and I looked at my master with surprise and awe. Very poisonous, and besieged by a dozen martial arts masters, suffered heavy losses, the remaining half of the skill is not bad, did not expect...
His voice was still down, but there was blood spewing in the dusty mouth, dripping on his white clothes, and it was glaring.
"Master! Master!!" The hidden charm rushed over and held the master who fell to the ground, anxiously calling in the mouth.
However, no response has been received from the other party. Ling Mou noodles such as gold paper, breathing weak, dizzy. Dark red blood, continually pouring out along the corner of his mouth.
"Ha ha ha ha! I will say, how can the power of the generals of the generals rise so fast! Even in his heyday, it is impossible to defeat the king by one stroke. It turned out to be a bluff!" Returning to the Gujia Xiaoyuan The palace was separated from the shackles, and the help of the guards was broken. He took a few steps forward, and the smile on his face was smug and proud!
Where the hidden charm allows the other party to approach his own master, he is in front of him, but he is stopped by the four guards who are away from the palace.
Liu Tong led his own prince and walked toward the stunned lie on the recliner. Miyazumi is cautiously standing in a place five steps away from the recliner, arrogantly:
"Fortunately, this king is clever~EbookFREE.me~ I noticed that it was wrong, and I came back halfway. I was afraid that just the trick, you made the mystery, and suddenly improved the skill. If it is normal, it is a pity that you have a wound. In the body! Now you are eating the evil fruit? Look at what you are now, that is, the king does not do anything, you can not support today. Ling is dusty, Ling is dusty, you have this day!"
The victorious general of the Tang dynasty, who died in this backcountry, is sad! The palace is far from the heart of the heart, and the master is always lonely. In the future, when the dust is falling behind, where can he find a rival that is quite similar?
"Bad man, let go of my dust brother!" Just before the palace came to Ling, and bent over to check his injury, a crisp and familiar voice rang in his ear.
Just then, a hurricane slammed through, a huge black figure, like a lightning bolt around the palace, and the guards in the battle circled. The palace had not had time to see what the shadow was, and it was black on the ground and fell to the ground. Behind him, the hidden charm and the guards, fell to the ground.
"Dust brother!" Gu night leaped from the giant leopard and ran to the unconscious white figure. Seeing the sight in front of her eyes, her heart seems to be tightly held by her, breathing is a stagnation.