He didn’t struggle.
No more whining.
He seems to be waiting for the call of death.
He sincerely accepted the call.
He wants to die.
Breaking the oath and killing the old man was already in quiet inside.
Chapter 21 To be the second in that day
There was blood all over the front of Zhubing Pavilion, and the old sword in Puyang bowed its head and knelt down, and did not move in the rainstorm.
Looking at the bottom of my heart, I have long recognized Master’s sad figure. Before kneeling down, there was a sadness on the tip of his nose. He looked up at the darkness. Every day, there was nothing but that it would stop raining when I didn’t know …
Silver fox face Luo Changfeng has been holding the bow and arrow of God slowly falling.
Jiang full floor wiped her face and couldn’t tell the difference between rain and tears. Looking ahead, she rode a pagoda and smashed the autumn rain. He knew that the overall situation was finally decided.
The disciples who guarded the martial arts of Uncle Jiang’s family have been on tenterhooks ever since they chose the camp to betray their master. They knew that if the law successfully removed their respective fields, it was inevitable to imagine that now everyone relied on Puyang sword to fight for the first time. A young man with a silver fox face was armed and invulnerable behind the arrow, but the armor of Uncle Jiang’s family came one after another to plan for a long time but lost an uncertain variable. Many people were uneasy and swayed from side to side.
It was not until a disciple came to the news that Jiang Jia’s sister-in-law Jiang Liuer led reinforcements to defend the city in the rain outside Bingshan, and three thousand pagoda armour attacked Peng Jiuyi before and after World War I, and the 30,000-strong celebration army fled in a crushing defeat.
The news of body blow made the middle-aged Confucian scholar who looked quite elegant completely desperate.
He planned for many years, even at the expense of collusion between seven States, but eventually he lost his nephew’s hand.
He can’t figure it out!
He has been walking on thin ice for years.
It can be said that every step is determined by his careful deduction and calculation. These steps are not an Indiana Jones adventure, but an unbeaten trend in his heart.
But what is the reason for the situation to evolve into what it is now?
Three thousand pagoda armour outside the combat power calculation? Did not expect Jiang Liuer reinforcements? Mr. Accountant, does Shan Moyan appear? Or is it as powerful as the top ten arrows of magic?
Neither!
Uncle Jiang’s fifth uncle pledged his life and death. In this chess game, he single-handedly turned around the real situation. It was never a magic arrow. There is no denying that two arrows can be as powerful as a spiritual magic. After all, it is still cold and dead.
Dead things are not alive.
It’s a silver fox’s face not far away that breaks the set by jumping into the chess game.
I think even the mysterious strategist who contributed to the seven-state Tanyuan League did not expect that there would be such an outsider …
Disciples around the operation word fled in disgrace.
Hundreds of pagoda armored to surround themselves.
Mr. Accountant appeared in sight with a negative hand.
Without the painstaking efforts to develop eleven operators, such as Jiang Gu’s fifth uncle, his eyes were glowing with blood-red and he laughed. "Since ancient times, winners and losers! Good nephew didn’t let the master down! "
Jiang Manlou put away his form and can change it at will. The victory of life and death made him not feel much joy. "Let Uncle Wu down!"
Perhaps it was a man who said that he would die. After a long silence, Uncle Shan Jiang said, "Can Uncle Wu ask you something?"