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Luo Changfeng appeared at the right time.
The alien plot was shattered in the cradle, and more than 13 people were successfully out of danger. If he refuses to show up at this opportunity, he is afraid that people can stop the real world war I.
The sword meeting will be held, and the Lord of Silver City naturally doesn’t want to cause complications.
The Lord’s mansion, Luochangfeng River, is full of buildings, and the owner has come from afar. The old man with crane hair, Qiu Beixue, and two people are sitting in a guest seat to discuss the alien infiltration of Tibetan mirror people. This is the first time in ten years that the alien infiltration has really been valued by big people.
An Hongdou is in the backyard with Mrs. Liujiajiang in the rain.
Zhu Da Nai, the sole husband of the younger generation, was invited into the mansion to gather in the wind pavilion where silver flowers were flying and planted all over the silver tree courtyard.
After washing and dressing, I changed my clothes. Thirteen young monks, Song Lingyun, met at a distance and saw Tianque’s new list. My younger brother Jiange said hello before going together.
At this moment, a feathered guard entered the lobby through the courtyard gallery "to ask for audience with Nangong Nine outside the city gate".
Luo Changfeng, who ranked second in Tianque in the past, is naturally not unfamiliar with Tianque Dixuan, and he is also secretly centered on the future.
Tianjige promulgated Tianque’s new list, and the top 13 knife-makers were from broken families, who carefully cultivated the future heavenly knives. Only Nangong Jiu was rarely heard of.
Tianjige commented that the talent of Daodao was not lost in the future, but Jack nife did not give too much explanation to the teacher. This Luo Changfeng once doubted whether Nangong Jiu came from Beixue Sharp Knife Beixue Mountain Villa, and now Qiubei Snow wants to guess wrong.
I was thinking, but I heard the old man with a heavy hair say, "This little friend is not simple."
Luo Changfeng asked, "How do you explain this?"
Duanqianjie took a look at Qiubei Snow. "As I expected, the younger generation who woke up outside the city gate just now is this person."
Autumn north snow cannot be denied nodded his head.
Luo Changfeng was quite surprised.
To some extent, Bai Yu, a knife-obsessed man, can be regarded as a mentor all the way. Although he has never met before, the first world war of Bailoumen made Luo Changfeng remember this name forever, and then he went to the building to learn knives …
Luo Changfeng learned to be a knife addict.
Knife-obsessed, knife-learning, self-breaking, smoker
A broken smoker learned from two broken families in Jack nife in his life.
Nowadays, some people in the younger generation can wake up the knife and bury it in front of the White House … Luo Changfeng has the illusion that there seems to be a kind of guidance for the hospital to bear.
Luo Changfeng said, "Please!"
Chapter 26 The teacher elder sister second teacher younger brother Younger
Nangong Jiu is an apathy.
She is cold in Tianshan Mountain and extremely cold in Xuan Bing.
It’s a kind of cold in the bones, thin and thin, and noble peacock blood runs in the body. Her cold is a symbol of nobility.
Noble people are usually very particular.
On life or learning from Nangong Jiu is very particular.
She didn’t wear men’s clothes anymore.
Before she came to the door, she specially found the best inn in the city to wash and bathe, carefully combed her black hair and changed into a blue peacock fairy skirt, even though the knife handle was wrapped in Zhuang Su silk.
She is beautiful, as beautiful as a peacock
She followed Ling Wei past the wind pavilion in Yinshu Garden, and people were stunned.
"Is that Nangong Jiu?" Liu Shisan was listed in the new list, ranking tenth in the Xuan, and Lin Chen, the negative sword brother of Jiange, mistook himself for the wrong person.
"She said she was coming to learn from the master", and Lifu turned around and said.
"Who is the teacher?" Willow thirteen asked.
"Nature is the owner of this mansion." With breathing, Zhu Da gave Liu Thirteen a lukewarm look.
Willow thirteen didn’t figure it out at the moment.
Should be the root didn’t go to think about his eyes staring at Zhu Daao place absentminded for a moment, ups and downs before some flushed eyes.
"Wait … are you worshipping my master?"
"Wouldn’t that be my school sister?"
Willow thirteen looked at all in amazement.
Lin Chen said with a bad smile, "I think it’s your senior sister who is more likely."
Dufu echoed "approval"
Zhu Da also laughed, "Tianque is always mysterious."
When the young monk wished to announce the Buddha’s name, he secretly rubbed his arm and ate cakes to relax his charm.
The dry well can be regarded as wronged. My little girl almost subverted her outlook on life after she got out of trouble. If she wants to be better to herself while she is alive, she can eat more, sleep more and sleep more. It’s not a waste of time to die sometime.
"Do you want a young monk?" Song Lingyun smiled at the young monk with a mouthful of cake stains and said vaguely when he was willing to take two pieces of snow cake.
The young monk was willing to take the cake with both hands, but Liu Thirteen was the first to put it in his mouth. He looked at Song Lingyun gloomily and said, "Aren’t you going to learn from the teacher?"
"Bye bye …" Song Lingyun nodded.
Willow thirteen nai sigh.
Wind pavilion all eyes strangely looked at my girl loose spirit rhyme little face is vacant nai good to the young monk when willing to help.
When I wish I could not bear to look at the back of Nangong Jiu, I woke up and said, "I heard that the patroness is also going to learn from the teacher."
Loose spirit rhyme suddenly stare big eyes.
I just wiped my mouth full of cake stains, clapped my hands and drank a cup of tea, so I got up and went.
Just ran out of a few steps and suddenly remembered something, then turned back and went back, pulling Liu Shisan in one hand and the young monk in the other, and ran to the reception hall.
Don’t forget to shout "Master …"
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Nangong Jiu first met the Lord of Snowstorm Silver City.
If we talk about the duke in front of her from the point of Dao Chi Bai Yu, we can calculate his peers.
But she wants to be a disciple, and that black silver hair will be her future master.
She looked at Luo Changfeng without fear and timidity. It was more gentle than imagined, and it was more painful than imagined.