Chapter 137: National Teacher (1)

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The soft palm swept away from the tip of the gun, leaving a glaring blood mark on the white skin.
The blood of the drip, along the palm of the monsoon, dripping on the ground, a little bit of bloom, like a cluster of flowers.
The warfare stunned his eyes, and some of them did not see through the monsoon smoke.
Su Shi secretly sneered, thinking that the monsoon smoke is scared, looking for a dead end.
"Look at the difference between you and my colleague, if you honestly hand over the long love, and then hand over this person named Yang Lan, I can spare you not to die." Cold opening.
The monsoon smoke said: "If I don't?"
"Defend the Grand Princess commander..."
"dead!"
The low voice of Warfare is full of murderousness.
Along the side of Linghe and others have already emerged from the cold sweat, Rao is self-aware, but they are all ready, before the fire shot, all rushed to save the monsoon smoke.
Gong Zhengyu's brows are lightly wrinkled, and his eyes look at this scene in front of him.
"Oh? Then you kill and see." The monsoon smoke is not scared, the smile is still.
No one noticed that the cluster of flowers that dripped under her feet had quietly entered the hard marble floor and disappeared without a trace.
"Then don't blame me, you are welcome!" Fighting Fei snorted, and the hand holding the gun suddenly pulled back, and he was ready to give a fatal blow to this little girl who didn't know how to live!
Almost at the same time, the monsoon smoked on the side of the body to draw a circle out of thin air...
Of course!
At this moment of the moment, a black shadow suddenly broke between two people!
"Not rude!" A cold drink followed the appearance of the shadow, echoing in the hall.
A little familiar voice, so that a shot of the upcoming shot of the war is suddenly in the air.
The monsoon smoked awkwardly and looked at the black man who suddenly appeared.
It was a cold young man who looked like a twenty-seven-year-old, dressed in an inky-colored light armor with a black long bow on his back.
"Xuanwei?" Warfare was shocked to see the black man who suddenly appeared. An ominous premonition suddenly spread in his heart.
The black-haired youth, known as Xuanwei, indifferently swept away the warfare. "In front of the national teacher, do you dare to be so rude?"
The hand of Zhanfei holding the gun suddenly trembled.
Su Shi and Thunder’s heart even mentioned the blind eye in an instant.
Almost in the moment when the voice of the youth in black was landing, the three people turned their heads and brushed their heads. They saw a pure white figure standing at the entrance of the hall!
The three did not hesitate in the slightest, and immediately slammed on one knee, and the cold sweaty body oozes from their backs, and the sound of the earth is crisp.
"See the national teacher!"
With the voice of vibrato, echoed in the hall.
The monsoon smoke raised his eyes slightly, and the doubt looked at the pure white figure, and the scorpion shivered in an instant.
It was a beautiful and suffocating beauty man, dressed in a white robe, with gold silk piping, and outlined the airy but not luxurious clothes. The ink was more conspicuous under the plain color of the shirt. He just stood quietly in front of the gate, but it seemed to press down everything in the world, like the moon in the night, exuding the radiance of elegance and elegance, making it impossible to remove the line of sight.
Guoshi, Star Building.
Among the empire, the true spiritual leader is that the emperor saw him and allowed him to make three points.