This is the first time they haven't met in more than three years. Today is the first time they have sat together in more than three years and chatted. But most of the time, Li Qingyun is talking and Li Qingyun is listening.

First, from Li Qingyun to Wuwu War School, how did he become the dominant school? Finally, he was transferred from his father to the brigade.

They talked about Mr. Xiaofeng, Mr. Xiaofeng, Mr. Xiaofeng, and the collision between the wine glasses and the wine glasses were mixed together. From noon to the world, there was a bottle of wine that was scattered on the fourth floor. The two brothers talked for the afternoon and drank for an afternoon.

"Mr. Yu, I owe you all my life, Li Qingyun!" Li Qingyun cried in pain while lying on the table, talking with his big tongue.

Li Qingyu didn't say anything! Consolation. Sometimes anything comforting is not as effective as it comes out. Men will not caress them gently, but they will not feel sad. They cry and feel a lot.

In his Mr. Yu, Li Qingyu has been listening to his brother's words. His brother's side is his best friend. They were transferred to the brigade together. It turned out that a young man with a bright future came to kill Mr. Nakano from the assassin of the Guangwu Empire to block the sword for Li Qingyun.

In the past three years, Li Qingyun has been at the forefront of every battle with the Guangwu Empire. He knew that his Mr. Yu would not come back, but he hoped that the Guangwu Empire would repay her with his life. He wanted to kill him Mr. Yu together!

Maybe I was tired of crying, and Li Qingyun's voice became smaller and smaller, and he whispered more and more. At the end of the day, there was no sound at all, and he was already asleep on the table.

Li whispered silently, drank all the wine in the cup. Then he drank a glass by himself.

The first time he thought it would be boring not to get drunk. The first time he wanted to get drunk, and then he could cry like a big brother.

Unfortunately, he really isn't drunk!

After drinking the last pot of wine, Li put down his glass and looked sadly at the night sky outside the window.

Not to mention that Yunshan was frightened by the wine bottles all over the ground. He only knew that a can of wine had grown and sent to the fourth floor, but he didn't know that he had so much area.

He stood at the entrance of the steps, took a rough look at the situation on the fourth floor, and finally took a photo of Li Qingyu's slightly lonely body. Yes, that was loneliness.

He was not more familiar with this feeling because he often felt it.

Not to mention that Yunshan avoided the wine jar, he walked to Li Qingyu, sat down, and looked out the window. Li Qingyu had already discovered Mo Yunshan, but he had no sound at all. In this way, they quietly looked at the vast night sky, looking for their own sustenance. Only Li Qingyun, who was drunk in his dream, made a sound from time to time: Mr. Yu!

Time passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye, the color turned black.

It's almost fifteen, so the moonlight tonight is round and penetrates.

"Miss Yunshan, can I make a swim here?"

"Yes!" Afterwards, I took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the space ring and placed it on the table.

He took the pen and asked, "Miss Yunshan, can you mention the poems on the wall here?"

"Yes!"

Li Qingyu smiled, walked to a blank wall with his pen, and wrote a book here.

Mo Yunshan followed behind and knew that Li Qingyu should touch the scenery. He was curious about what poems Li Qingyu would write in this situation.

After saying the last sentence, Li Qingyu finally laughed happily, disappeared, and walked to Li Qingyun to take him out.

Li Qingyu wrote a poem, but a sentence, a sentence, a sentence, a sentence, and a sentence. He once wrote it at a family gathering:

When is the moon? I ask for wine from the sky. I don’t know if there is no palace, and what year it will be today.

As speculated, the murderers did come from the same organization as the first two killers, because they all had a new version of "Jin Damei" on their space rings.

Yes, Jin Damei!

Li Yi glanced at the three limited editions lying on the ring, and couldn't go to the mud department. I wonder what kind of killer organization this is. Are they all so hungry?

I thought I could get the secret book of the last killer this time, but the result was haha...

But…is there any secret to this limited edition?

Not a necessary study manual for organizational members. Do you have to hand it in hand? No, that's not true.

But I ignore what I think, and I will try it when I come back.

After waiting for a long time, Li Qingyun quickly left, and Li Qingyun carried him on his back.

One thing is, let alone Yunshan is coming, I feel relieved inexplicably when I see the murderer's cold body. I quickly thought of this problem, because if I take a closer look, it is not difficult to find that the murderer killed him with a blow.

This is Dan Zhuangyuan Chou, who was killed by a big death once, but was it actually a big blow from his superior or Li Qingyu killed?

Not to mention that Yushan was very sad for a while. He jumped to the roof of a nearby house and disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, Zhao Wuji was excitedly circling around the table in the room. According to the agreement, Xued would start talking to Li Qingyu tonight. This time they sent a powerful Dan Yuan Chou. He didn't believe that Li Qingyu could be born this time.

"If you dare to point to the woman I like, don't blame me for being so fierce!"

Suddenly, the door was knocked. Zhao Wuji opened the door, let alone Yushan flashed by.

Not to mention Miss, Li Qingyu is dead?

Zhao Wuji thought that not to say Yushan was good news, and soon discovered that not to say Yushan's eyes were inappropriate. He saw the murder!

“…Miss Moore?”

"Are you serious?" Don't say that Yu Shan Leng said.

When asked, Zhao Wuji was confused. Not to mention Yunshan frowned. Although he wanted to kill Zhao Wuji with a knife, he resisted. Does Zhao Wuji like to conceal Li Qingyu's national borders? His own identity is not easy to be killed.

If Zhao Wuji was killed, Zhao Tianzhi would not be angry. I am afraid that the emperor would feel trembling and uneasy. When their blood drops were in trouble.

"This time it's not important. The blood drops left by Li Qingyu after coming to kill will not be responded to in the future. I have interrupted many times, goodbye!" Afterwards, although Zhao Wuji's face turned pale, Yunshan left directly.

None?

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, so he would not have been the one who failed to kill!

Dan is sore and thick and kills Li Qingyu. Are you kidding?

Zhao Wuji's face changed, and he waved his hand and pulled the tea set on the table to the ground. With a crisp sound of "clip-fing", he finally copied the table.

"Master, are you okay?"

"roll!"

The man knocked on the door and asked if he had been scolded. Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, regained his calmness, and said, "Li Qingyu, I, Zhao Wuji, you will never die!"

"Ah... his wife is! Li Qingyu wiped his nose, "Which sister misses me again?"

"Forget it, just learn the limited edition..." Li Qingyu took out Jin Ping Mei and started learning.

Look at the middle layer of each page, then soak him in water, and then the dyed black face that Li Qingyu looked at, and then it was black, so he burned dog eggs and roasted, almost muddy, okay!

Fortunately, Li Qingyu is very rich. There are still two books left.

Li Qingyu took out another book. This time, instead of using water blisters, he placed him directly on a charcoal basin and baked it with fire. Soon he burned because he did not withstand the temperature of the flame.

Li Qingyu put him into the charcoal basin without any wood. He smiled and laughed, but this was really a lie!

The last one!
Chapter completed!