Tang Niu ha ha a joy "don’t thank me, thank my adult."
It is Tang Niu, the black-faced man at the height, who looks at the refugees who have received the food and smiles with satisfaction. That moment is far more enjoyable than winning the battle. "Adults still have a way."
Tianlong camp got a reward and came to the door to send gifts. Similarly, many windson ordered people to sort out and keep records, sell things and exchange a lot of food for the refugee valley outside the city.
"Silly cow!"
A woman drinking lightly Tang Niu turned around and a figure approached to move lightly, and a blue garment fluttered in the wind like a flying swallow falling from a height.
"Uncle Tang, can’t you send this rice?"
"Give each person a big bucket and stop."
Tang Niu replied with a foot and ran straight to Feitianyan, knowing that something must have happened when Xiao Niang appeared at this time
"Little Niang hasn’t become beautiful in a few days."
"I don’t have time to talk to you and go to see Mr. Lin with me."
"Chengzou"
The two men turned and ran straight to the periphery of the capital. One of the refugees was carrying a bag in his hand, and his eyes were completely different from those of others, not falling on the high platform, but leaving the back.
Chapter one hundred and fifty-five Interests
Businessmen can sell everything, including the soul, without cursing everyone, but the interests you face don’t touch your bottom line, and once they touch everyone, justice will change.
On the hillside outside the capital, there are two heads: an old man with a robe moving with the wind, and a woman behind him who can see each other’s faces clearly from the back. It can be judged that he must be a complete beauty.
"Must you kill Zhu Biao?"
The female stereo sounds beautiful. If you don’t hear it with your own eyes, you will definitely connect such a woman with a beautiful voice and a killer.
"Definitely" The old monk couldn’t help sighing when he finished. That sigh was an ill-fated Zhu Biao.
"Zhu Biao must be a good emperor. Wouldn’t it be better to have peace and happiness for the people?"
"You are wrong. You calculated that Zhu Biao was not a big man. The master is the real dragon. Unfortunately, it takes three disasters: people, blood and wind to get the real dragon back."
When the old man finished, his eyes fell into the distance. Although he was senile, his eyes were particularly bright. They seemed to see through everything.
"people? Blood? Wind? Is this meaning? "
The woman looked at the old man with a puzzled look on her face. The old monk ha ha a joy. "The secret can’t be leaked. Zhu Biao must die to complete the great cause of the master."
"I understand that the instruction has issued a’ blood wind’. I will definitely have a chance to start this trip with Taitai."
"Everything is ready. Windson is the teacher who is most worried about returning to Beijing, just like a different person. Once it gets in the way, it will never be soft."
"Don’t ask Master to spare the’ blood wind’ for mutual affection."
A cold hum old man with an irate look on his face was so scared that he hurriedly bowed his head and bit his lips, no matter if he knew that Master would be angry, he still had to say that sentence.
"Don’t forget who raised you and gave you martial arts master’s great cause at all costs. This is your mission to protect the dragon in four winds."
"Master raised and taught the benefactor not to forget", saying that the whole person knelt before the old man, and it can be seen that he was extremely afraid of the old man dressed as a monk on weekdays.
"Well, this time it’s up to you to approach windson halfway. If windson doesn’t kill people, he will kill windson himself."
"no"
The woman knelt down with her eyes wide open and revealed that she didn’t believe in the moment when she loved her brother the most. The interest would be even more cruel if she killed him, but she had to do it herself.
"Don’t you dare disobey instructions"
"I dare not"
At the moment when the white cloth rolled and shook, the woman was pale with a red handprint, which was the most clear meaning. The most mysterious killer group of the blood hand alliance was all alive for killing people. Once entering, no one can leave unless it disappears completely.
"Fire phoenix listens to close to windson, and once windson moves to affect the overall situation, he kills him." Say that finish, the finger gently shakes the blood fingerprints, and the blood color is more vivid, like magic, and a big fire word appears on the finger shaking surface and is thrown into the female hand in front of the kneeling.
"Brother takes orders"
"Go ahead"
The arm was lifted and the robe was washed white, and it shook. No one thought that the master of the bloody hand alliance was actually an old monk. If it was not for that, it would be impossible to connect the two together. As the woman left the old man’s face, the anger dissipated and slowly walked from the hillside.
Blood handprint killer organization blood hand alliance forest wind identity gradually lang mysterious identity behind there must be an unusual force to support forest wind to enter the Royal Guards. It is this force that should be used. Perhaps it is the blood hand alliance method that predicts the change. Tianlong Camp escorts people to the North, which is bound to be dangerous. Besides the upcoming killer, is there anyone lurking around Lin Feng?