Scriptures of the Great Emperor

Yanshi Village, a quite atmospheric stone courtyard, is full of debris.

Zhu Mingyu glanced at the hilt of his waist, his eyes glanced in a pile of debris, and there was a sense of accomplishment between his looks.

This is the thing of Linfu!

Although he looked down on the Lin family, he planned for three years!

For three years, even if he was, he felt a little emotional.

He finally dismantled the unsightly room. This is the case. It took a lot of effort and it took a few days before the things inside were shipped.

But the secret of this matter, the Lin family can be jealous, things can be lost, but they must not be related to him.

Everyone knows that he is about to participate in the election. If the Lin family's things are obtained by him at this time, it is easy to be guessed. Once he is suspected, he will really alarm the big man of the Tianying tribe, and he will completely lose the opportunity!

Of course, this possibility is extremely small, but even if it is a small possibility, he must not have a slight negligence.

He must go out of the wilderness!

In order to do this, he even let a soldier's **** heart rush out, and they get these things late at night.

"Congratulations to the son, congratulations to the son, waited for five days, the son finally got the tortoise tortoise!" The old man in the carriage on the same day quickly made a mess.

"It is three years." Zhu Mingyu corrected his face without expression.

"The right pair is a small old man's slippery, three years, can let the son wait for this tortoise shell for three years, the sick scorpion even if dead, should also be grateful to Dade." The old man quickly chased up and flattered.

But he didn't notice... Zhu Mingyu's face gradually gloomy.

"This time the son got the tortoise tortoise is destined to be destined. It seems that even if it is the genius of the Tianying tribe, you can only admit defeat when you encounter a son. At that time, you will be able to worship the supreme and become the top powerhouse..."

The old man is still talking, he noticed that Zhu Mingyu's face was a bit wrong, thinking that he was not good enough, and exaggerated a bit.

The more the Zhu Mingyu listens, the more gloomy the face is.

"The son is brave, in the future, the world will be invincible, no, now..."

"roll!"

The face of Zhu Mingyu finally sank completely, pulled out the long sword and slammed it.

With a bang, all the sundries were broken into two halves, and the hat on the head of the old man was directly smashed into slag.

"Male... son"

The old man was completely scared, and immediately squatted on the ground, and the soul almost jumped out.

"The son, the little old man is wrong, the little old man is leaving!"

Said, he is going to climb and leave.

But at this time, Zhu Mingyu’s eyes slammed, “Come back!”

"Thank you for the son..."

Upon hearing this, the old man stopped quickly and then ran back to Zhu Mingyu.

Zhu Mingyu took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes, sullenly said: "You immediately go to Hu Bingchang, let him come!"

"Yes! Don't you say..." Just as it should be, the old man seems to think of something.

"Things are not here, it is possible to be in the sick scorpion, even if you turn over the mine hole, you must find him! If he has not died yet..." Zhu Mingyu's face sank, and the body naturally exuded a kind of suffocation.

Who is he, planning for three years, is actually such a result, you can not be angry!

He even has a vague feeling that he can't get that thing for a lifetime!

hateful!

"Little old man understands."

Feeling the murder of the red fruit in Zhu Mingyu, the old man slammed a bit and said quickly.

He has been with the sons for so long, when he was so angry with the sons.

In his eyes, Zhu Gongzi is a big man who can't shake his confidence. It is the last anger. It was also the time when the Tianying tribe came from the master a year ago, and it is far less than the present.

Thinking like this, he is going to run out.

"Great things! Big things happen!"

But at this time, the youth suddenly rushed into the courtyard, and shouted and rushed into the yard, just in time with the old man who went out.

"Oh!"

The old man was dizzy, but the young man just shook, but did not look at him, and went straight to the front of Zhu Mingyu.

"The son, the patriarch let you go!"

"what?"

Zhu Mingyu frowned.

At this time, he had already angered the pressure, but he frowned.

The young man in front of him is a red man behind his father. Generally speaking, there is nothing significant, and his father will not let him come and call himself.

"I heard that Nie Lida heard that her father was injured and wanted to come back to the province!" Seeing Zhu Mingyu frowned, the young man added.

"what!?"

As soon as I heard this, Zhu Mingyu changed color again.

Nie is the daughter of Nie Zhan, and Nie Zhan is buried in the mine disaster. If it is really troublesome, he can't clean it up!

"The son, do you still have to go to Hu Bingchang?" At this time, the old man stood up and swayed and hesitated.

"Don't let him come."

Zhu Mingyu frowned, and then took two more steps, a big head.

The thing he was most worried about was still happening. For this incident, even if it affected the speed of the sword, he also adjusted all the people who mined the mine. But God knows what nerves Nie Zhan has made, and he has nothing to run over the mining.

Other people in Yanshi Village had a good time to say that only he could not have an accident!

"Don't say anything about this matter, I will go to the patriarch's side first." After a little hesitation, Zhu Mingyu immediately shouted.

"Yes!" The old man nodded quickly.

......

"Strong punch!"

In the middle of Nie, Nie Zhan screamed, and the whole body was like a tight string, slamming it out, a prance, a fist banging on a huge stone mill in front of him, a gust of wind turbulence, huge The stone mill was smashed by more than ten meters.

"Get up!"

Nie exhibition stepped back a few steps, then another violent drink, the right foot stretched back, the body leaned back and bowed, and a series of "啪啦" and "啪啦" bursts between the bones, and then suddenly picked up, as if turned Several avatars, a few thousand stone locks around me, soaring in the air, and then three punches out, a few bursts of sound, it is separated by more than ten meters, Lin Biao's ears are shaking.

He was shocked at the back.

That huge grinding disc is a stone grind of 30,000 jins, almost equivalent to the strong force of the blood.

I didn't expect Nie Zhan to be so powerful!

"Call~"

"Boy, what do you think of me?"

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