Chapter 321 (2/2)

Now someone is rectifying salt in the dark, just adding fuel to the fire.

I let the carriage go twenty miles, but I didn't think much. There was only one way he could use it.

It's just a straight road, about ten miles long. It's the road I've walked three times, so I remember it clearly.

I have been walking and stopping to confirm that my feeling is one aspect, and waiting for this road is another key aspect.

Slow down the wing step by step, as long as it doesn't stop.

This well is not difficult. Three breaths was enough, and then I did another thing.

The only way to get rid of my current passive position is to fix the rope on the and let the wing go straight forward.

Without my own control of the carriage, he could do a lot of things.

For example, slide down the axle and climb onto the axle under the trolley.

Take off the Black Mink coat, tie it on the axle, leave me a set of white clothes, then take out a white handkerchief and wrap my hair.

The carriage passed slowly through the noisy car. The sound of the wheels moving on the ice seemed very, and everything was normal.

Does the killer think he's wrong? Of course not.

After more than fifty feet, a white shadow finally appeared.

The shadow is not on the road, ~ but on the east side of the road.

Although they were lifted up, the steps were very light, and there was almost no sound on their feet, the white shadow was moving forward slowly.

There is no doubt that this is a tracking expert with a lot of experience in this field.

Suddenly, the white shadow crossed the field of a hill bag, and a piece of red black awn flew out of the snow.

Like a match, like a flash of lightning, straight into the white shadow.

Because the white shadow bent down, his throat was parallel to the ground. The white light flashed through the snow, less than three inches from the throat.

It turned out that when I put my head and body in my good hands, I fell directly on the road. When the carriage drove forward, he rolled one by one to the grass on the roadside.

When I was in the carriage, because the coffin blocked my sight, I struggled to observe. Since there was no place behind me, he soon found a figure in clothes.

A hill bag is in front of us, which is a difficult opportunity to cut.

Tracking your shadow, as long as you don't give up, you will come to this hill bag. There should be a pause from the bottom to the hill bag on the top.

I was right. The self colored shadow came to the top of the hill and stopped for a while. This is because he must determine the position and distance of the carriage before he can determine the next movement.

The strike of Lei Zhiwan fungus is the essence of sword stabbing the sun

That white shadow doesn't match well.

In this light stone fire, he should be able to make the only correct decision in a field: let him point and hold a sword with his right arm.

A sword was left to wear each other's right arm. I no longer hesitated. At the same time, a long sword in my right hand carried the grassland fire and covered the other side of the five big holes in front of my body.

This throat locking sword has indeed passed down!

The white shadow cried, and then his legs sang. The whole man leaned back and fell off the mountain bag.

With a plop, the white shadow sealed the right shoulder of the cave with three fingers in mid air to prevent blood from spraying.

When I saw the man's face, I was surprised: ”is that you?

-Isn't that me?

The white shadow smiled for a long time. At the same time, with a wave of hands, the white robe had flown out. Wanfu building was waiting for Lao Xiangjian!

What is this 40 year old camel son? He is obviously a 2667 year old handsome son. He is handsome, Xingya, handsome and extraordinary!

Handsome men and beautiful women are admired by people.

My own appearance and figure are also excellent, but it is also beautiful for handsome men and Yuanliang women.

Seeing this man's appearance, I shouted from the surface: ”such a person must come to experience.” unexpectedly, he is high above the top and disguised as a low post. Your Duan Li and sour power will make the next generation respect me!

Back then, the throat locking sword only lost its crown and has always been famous for shaking Luojiang. Now it's really embarrassing for promeng to listen to such comments.

Unfortunately, it's almost four o'clock now, and there is no audience.

Otherwise, an outsider, under unknown circumstances, will think that brother he is definitely a good friend. Otherwise, how can he talk and laugh like an old friend again?

I touched the blade with my left hand, still smiled and said, ”I'm even more surprised that I haven't changed my name.

Pu has never traveled all over the region. Even if Lu Nian is spoken, no one knows that there is no name at all. In addition, it is reasonable for a big Wenfu to change his name or not.