No, brother is too pretty?

This is not great.

Old stubborn and sticky.

It attracted Qin Qiong.

Who will come to the Ming Dynasty?

Asked, brother is the most beautiful? Wang Langjun was not in a good mood. He left the old stubborn and walked out of the lobby and arrived in the yard to teach the workers to make the eight-immortal table.

Once you are busy, you will be busy until supper time.

The chicken stewed mushrooms were just served on the table, and General Qin was welcomed. He picked up the chicken stewed mushrooms and snatched away half of them.

After eating, I shouted that I would not leave anymore.

Who can I ask for this?

Have idle food and play rogue?

What does it mean?

Can't beat it.

He didn't dare to ask, and when he asked, he would take an apprentice, forcing Wang Langjun to lock himself in the wing room and spend the unbearable night. He asked his heart, where is the road?

After a long time, I slept with the light...

I don't know how long I've slept.

"Bang"

The rear window exploded.

Wood chips flew and rushed in.

"Swoosh swish swish"

The wood chips were tied to the thin sheets, stinging the skin. Wang Langjun was startled and grabbed the bamboo pole leaning against the edge of the bed and shouted: "Who?"

"Boy, someone wants to kill you, why don't you come out to greet them?"

This boy lacks vigilance. Qin Qiong stood in the bushes behind the Eight Immortals House, holding a sword to the dozen masked men in black who were forced down from the hillside, and loudly reminded him.

Is there an assassin? Wang Langjun was stunned and thought to himself that he was confused. He fell asleep and almost got killed. He was soaked in cold sweat that he was afraid.

The anger also rushed upwards, jumped out of the back window, and approached the masked man in black.

"Bang"

An explosion came from the east.
Chapter completed!