The eyes of thankfulness fell back to him. Gazing for a moment, thanking the pity: "It looks graceful, you have lived wonderfully over the years."
After he finished speaking, Huacheng went to the skin that he disguised. The three people who saw the door coming to the door finally showed their true meaning, and the eyes of the graceful eyes grew bigger and bigger. Lang Qianqiu said with a sigh: "Cousin?"
Although he had heard "We Xianle" in the words of Rong Rong, it has already been guessed that the identity of the Green Ghost was Xianle, but he did not think that he had such a relationship with Xie Li. Grace staring at the face of Cheer, slowly glance up and down, it is a strange and greedy strange look. When his glance point fell on the back of the heart of the sword, suddenly burst into a burst of laughter, said: "The original, this is the case! Heart is you, you are the heart. Hahahahahahahahahaha!"
Although I don't know why he laughed, Lang Qianqiu felt extremely uncomfortable and angered: "What's so funny?"
Graceful and sinister: "I laughed at my good cousin, doing your best! I just said that your stupidity spans a hundred years, I am sorry, I apologize, you are a teacher, you are a teacher, you are smart." Where are you going?" He turned to thank you. "You ran to Yongan as a national teacher. When you were finally killed by your apprentice, it's not wonderful? Isn't it funny? I said that you deserve it? You are really guilty!"
He said that the word "criminal", the flower city is the Thunder. Grace was very resistant to the game. After seeing the show, she was even more excited and excited ten times. The face was slammed into the ground and shouted relentlessly: "False! Be guilty! Be guilty!"
Every time he said, Huacheng made a palm on his back. The scene was extremely bloody. Xie pity intercepted the hand that Huacheng had not yet fallen. He said: "Sanlang, forget it!"
Huacheng Li said: "Why do you forget?!"
Thanks to pity: "Nothing, don't care, this person is just sick, difficult to get around, I will deal with it. You don't care about him."
He patted the shoulders of Huacheng. For a long time, Huacheng finally whispered: "Good."
Grace pulled the head out of the ground, and rolled hard to the side, shouting: "What kind of fake heart do you pretend? I really don't want him to beat me, you should stop him from the beginning! Now let him count No one will praise you generously!"
Thanks to pity: "I stopped him just because I didn't want to dirty his hands. Are you mistaken?"
Hearing the words, the bloody face flashed a trace of anger. Immediately, he smiled slyly and said: "Oh, my cousin, your relationship with Huacheng is good? I said why the younger brother of the Chinese New Year is going to visit you, but the subordinates who sent it did not come back. It turned out that you are on the flower city!"
Xie pity did not know at all, and Yu Rong had sent a subordinate to find him. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he just met the Flower City and brought the boy back to the Bodhisattva. Those subordinates who wanted to come to Grace were solved by the Flower City. Thinking of this, he could not help but look at the people around him. Grace again said: "Also called Saburo, hey, really familiar. Cousin, you are the great priest of heaven, how to hook up with this monster, not afraid of humiliating your identity? After all, you are so perfect, So pure and innocent, your holy light shines on the earth, hahahahahahaha..."
Most of the priests in the heavens feel that they are a bit yin and yang, but if they let them listen to it now, they will see what is really yin and yang. In the past, they were really envious. And the grace is not only read, he still does, he holds the heart: "The cousin of the prince, for many years, the younger brother is really thinking about you all the time. You see the stone statue I made for you, I will leave it At the side, you can always see your heroic posture, how, plastic is good, do you like it? It doesn't matter, don't like it better, I will give you more plastic, hahahahaha... ..."
When he mentioned the stone statue, the face of the flower city was chilly. If it wasn't for the pity, he would discourage him. I was afraid that he would step on it. Xie Pity is very clear about the temperament of Grace. This person is very sick. The more intense your reaction, the more excited he is. The more he jumps, the more he must do it. He smiles and says: "Plastic Ok, it's not so good, it's hard for you."
Sure enough, Grace immediately pulled down his face and said coldly: "Follow you, I will still look at you in the past, who will give you a copy? You can fly again this time, mostly Holding Junwu's thighs, crying and licking your knees. Just look at the heavenly court, which sergeant is not more decent than your scenery? Flying for two hundred years can put you under your feet, almost eight hundred years old. It's a failure to mix people like this."
Xie pity smiled and said: "Cousin is quite a failure. It is no more than a cousin, only eight hundred years is fierce."
Thanks to pity, it is too clear how to cure him. Huacheng laughed at the side, and the face of Grace was really green. He glanced between a few people and suddenly said: "Look at this posture, you should not ask for a flower city to come to the whole house today, to give you an outrageous thing?"
Thanks for your pity, think about this posture and feel that it cannot be refuted. Graceful said: "Hey, listen to me, you are not good, wow, he is like this. Isn't it being influenced by the holy light above your head, blinking? Oh, I found out, he seems to have been Eyes! Hahaha..."
The voice did not fall, his eyes were black, his cheeks were sore, and his blood was so mad that he was beaten again. However, this punch is not a flower city, but a pity.
Thanks for the quick shot, cold and cold: "I have never beaten you before, it does not mean that I will never fight."
This punch is awkward, so long, and the grace can finally come out. He lay on the ground like a fury dog, laughing and laughing: "Prince cousin, you hit me, you actually beat me! God, we are noble and kind, sad and sorrowful, helpful, even the ants are reluctant to step on the death of His Royal Highness Prince. He gave me a look, he still beat people, he actually hit someone! It's awful, it's incredible!!!"
He is so excited that he is so mad. Lang Qianqiu has never seen anyone who is so strange in his words and deeds. When he saw his one-man show, the whole person was shocked and muttered: "This... is this person crazy?"
Thanks for being pity, I don't think it's strange, saying: "You heard it, this person is crazy, his mind is not normal, and what he said is not credible."
At this time, the graceful laughter stopped abruptly, suddenly and positively, sneer: "You don't rush to tell people that I am crazy. I ask you, how the Anle King died!"
This question is only asked by Huacheng, but now he is asking for pity, and Lang Qianqi suddenly cares.
Thanks for your pity, I didn't answer it immediately. Grace slowly climbed up and sat down against the stone statue. "After euthanasia, I cut down his body and looked at his belly. His internal organs were shattered by the extremely fierce sword. There is no trauma, but coughing and vomiting blood. This method, the ordinary swordsman can not do it. I originally thought that it was the Yongan thief who invited the alien alchemist to do a good disguise as an euthanasia. Now think about it, there is another person. Do this kind of thing. This person, of course, is my good cousin of fairness and justice. After all, our Captain Valkyrie, the Prince of God, is a holy and wonderful Tianshan Snow Lotus..."
Huacheng stepped on the foot, and the sadness was so screaming. Lang Qianqiu only felt that his head was going to be blown up. He held his head full of blood and said: "Shut up! What do you want to understand? Who is the murderer? What happened? What happened to Anle Wang? What happened?!"
Graceful words: "How can you still think about Lang Qianqiu? I can take care of seven seven eight eight eight. It seems that you really don't know what your master is. I come here, I will give you a good cut. Cousin: The predecessor of the former fairy country, Prince Edward, ran to you, Yongan, as a national teacher, and taught you five years of swordsmanship..."
He said a few words, thanked the long sword, and did not go forward, Lang Qianqiu's epee stopped in front of him and said: "Let him finish!"
Thanks to pity: "I know that he is a madman, you still listen to him nonsense!"
The heart of a sword swayed, the sword body is distinctly slender, but it is a shock to get a few slashes. Who knows at this time, a curved silver front picks up gently and skillfully, hooks his sword, and opens it. Thanks for his pity, said: "Sanlang!"
Grace saw that Xie was not willing to let him say more. He didn't want Lang Qianqiu to listen more. He just wanted to go back and seized the opportunity: "The King of Anle is a good man of our music, he listens to me. If you are willing to make a good deal with you, the Golden Temple will end up with a thief's dog life in Yongan. You will be hit by your master and run away. And you will arrive at the Jinjin Hall and order the national ancestral home. This is the preface, absolutely That's right..." Xie pity tried to block his mouth several times and was stopped by Huacheng. Thanks for your compliments: "Sanlang!"
However, Huacheng did not say a word, just did not let him go. The more you thank you, the more you want to grab it. The faster you can, the faster your mouth is: "But my sage cousin, seeing the murder of the sage, I will definitely think: How is this done? This is not right. So I went to find the King of Anle, I want to Education and education, he found it unreasonable, and the plan of peace is great, not only to assassinate such thieves, education can not, his heart is a cross, he personally killed the only blood of his own royal family! - Finally, you seized your master and nailed him to the coffin. My cousin's magnificent national career was finally over. Cousin, I am right?"
He snorted at the foot of the stone statue at the foot of the earth, saying: "I still don't know you! You love to do this. The ancestors are on, look at what kind of children and grandchildren have given birth to you. It's not only that there's nothing left in the world, but it's still a great grandson in this world! Thank you! You are the star of this family, you are a god! Your birth is the greatest misfortune of Xianle, why are you not dead, why are you still alive? In the world???"
Lang Qianqiu said: "But I saw him killing my father with a sword. How can this be explained?"
Graceful said: "If it wasn't for your old man's eyes and water, I could only think of an explanation. That is, Anle did indeed kill you, but he didn't die."
Lang Qianqiu said: "He...has he added a knife?"
Grace screamed: "What are you talking about! I am a good cousin, but a good person, how can I make up the knife right away? After he goes up, he is definitely embarrassed to make up the knife immediately. I must definitely mean something, first save people. Oh, I am afraid that you have hurt yourself."
Lang Qianqiu said: "What makes you harm yourself?"
Grace said: "What is the next thing to do immediately after a person who was almost killed was rescued? After you saw so many people in the Golden Temple, what was the first thing to think about??"
Lang Qianqiu has not completely figured it out, saying: "...take the murderer."
Graceful said: "Isn't that right? After my good cousin saved your son, your old man will take a breath and will definitely say this: 'National division, fast, is the king of Anle, go kill me. Anle Wang! 'No, no, no, no, he must have said something more powerful, such as: 'National teacher! Call the millennium! Call everyone! Let me kill the people of the country. I want them to be buried!!!'
He imitated the violent and desperate tone, and it sounded so horrible that Lang Qianqiu's face was white. Grace continued: "Even if you don't kill at the time, your aging mother still has a nest of thieves and relatives who can teach him to kill him in front of him. In the future, he will have to take other domestic Xianle people in the future. Your good master one I can't listen to it, I don't think about it. No, this old boy can't stay. Of course, he will slap a sword and give him a cool heart. He is such a person, a pair of saints who can't tolerate the sand, but Laogan is doing something that harms others and harms others; wants to please both sides, and the result is not falling, hehe, hahahahaha..."