"Can you hold on?"
"Hold on"
"good"
"Hang in there and watch you get rid of this beast."
"good"
"it’s not time for women to be kind at this time."
"good"
Xiao Qiushui just visible for Xiao Yi people.
Xiao Yi people sneer at the sword and point to Xiao Qiushui.
"I regret it," Xiao Qiushui said. "I regret why I waited until my sister and second brother fell down."
"Same" Xiao Yi humanity "It’s the same when you shoot"
platform
Zhu Shunshui said, "Xiao Yi people, after all, have been working hard for ten years. It is unusual for Xiao Yi people to eat rice for ten years."
Zhao Shidao said, "But martial arts doesn’t mean eating at all. It doesn’t mean making an appointment with yourself. If you live a few more years, you will be able to beat the tortoise."
Bitter cold
A deep red rose in the east from the beginning after the fish-belly was white.
The morning light is red with blood, and everything is as quiet as a lonely grave with the evening breeze.
Xiao Yi suddenly drew a sword.
The flame suddenly went out.
This is a demonstration of Xiao Yi’s "Sirius Killing Method" when the sword was absolutely imposing!
Just then Xiao Qiushui slammed his sword.
At the same time, Xu Yang suddenly jumped into the quiet horizon to reveal the golden awn!
That jin hong-Xu Yang Ying Jian took an arc to illuminate Xiao Yi’s eyes!
-I can’t see it! ! !
This is a big shock. The right hand hurts, and the thumb and fingers have been cut off. The sword should fall.
Xiao Qiushui didn’t pursue him again. He stared at the cloud changes and recalled Tang Fang’s soft hair or thoughts (this sword should be called "Tang Fang")
Xiao Yi people opened their eyes wide in horror and turned back. Xiao Qiushui accused the sword of falling to the ground and still didn’t pursue it, but suddenly he knelt down and cried, "Brother, I beg you to come back to Huanhua …"
Before he finished his words, Xiao Yi knelt down and sweated. "I was wrong …"
Xiao colchicine has not been seen by his eldest brother since childhood. He is busy kneeling down to help him smell Xiao Yi’s tears
"I was wrong …"
Xiao Qiushui didn’t know for a moment whether comfort was good or not. Xiao Yi sobbed sadly, "… I was wrong to kill you when you were not good at martial arts!"