Heroic Wife Reborn

In the end, the flower slaves had the ingenuity at the beginning, or recovered their minds little by little in the following time. What is the difference between this woman and many drug people, which are grayed out with the bones of the flower slaves, and it is impossible to verify It is. What I have always dreamed of has already arrived, but I have never known it for a few years. Finally, after this thing was lost, I realized that what I had asked for was already in place. I couldn’t imagine the mood at the moment.

The boss of Qian Da was at this moment and found Huguo Temple.

"Take him in," Mo asked to follow the humanity of the big boss.

In a short while, the boss of Qian Da was led by a monk and stood outside the temple.

"What?" Mo asked the voice very calmly.

The boss of Qian Da was kneeling on the ground and cried directly.

The boss of the big money cried, and he asked if he had something wrong with his car. "What happened, you said," Mo asked with the boss of Qian Da: "I am not wrong, I will never blame you."

The boss of Qianda rushed a group of thieves into Huixin Qianzhuang to kill and rob, and cried and groaned with Mo. Again, the emphasis of Qian Da’s boss is that this is Zhao Qiu Ming and Zhao Xiangye!

Mo asked quietly after listening to the cry of the boss of Qian Da. After a while, he said: "You said that Zhao Qiu-ming’s people killed my monk in the Yongsheng Temple?"

"Yes," the boss of Qian Da insisted: "The master who went to Qianzhuang was killed."

Who has such a great ability to kill several monks in the Yongsheng Temple? Mo asked: "What are the thieves?"

The boss of Qian Da immediately thought that the girl who was pinching the stone would be the same as the girl who was kneading the dough. "There is a woman," said the boss of Qian Da. "The boss is a woman."

Mo asked to sneer in the temple, this is not Yu Ling and who can be?

The boss of Qian Da said: "Master, the nursing homes under the eyes saw Zhao Xiangfu who entered the thief."

"Know it," Mo asked with the boss of the money. "I don't blame you for this."

“Master,” Qian Da’s boss immediately said, “I’m grateful to you, “The car’s stuff is stored in the bank for the master’s price.” He’s a big business, he’s asked for a car’s gold and silver jewelry. The boss of Qian Da is still affordable.

"No," Mo asked. "There are heads and debts, and I will find something that I will lose. I will go back and work hard."

The boss of Qian Da did not dare to say more, climbed up from the ground and followed the monks.

"If Zhao Qiu-Ming grabs Miss Qian," Mo asked suddenly in the Buddhist temple: "I will let him put the lady back."

Qian Da boss squatted on the ground and thanked Momo. It seems that he had to pay half a car for the goods to give Yongsheng Temple a thank you.

After attending the boss of Qian Da, a waiter and a monk walked into the temple. Even the money has been robbed. When did they live like this night, the casualties and the heavy losses?

"Do you believe in Zhao Qiuming?" Mo asked his own attendant.

The servant said: "President, Zhao Qiu-ming is a person with two sides and three knives. It is not impossible for him to join hands with Yu Lingling."

"He doesn't have this courage," Mo asked, shaking his head.

"So, is this the jade and sorrow?"

"Yes," Mo asked.

"They are the emperor's room to be enemies with our Yongsheng Temple?" The attendant monk immediately glared at King Kong.

"Zhao Qiuming seems to be a person who can't help the wall," Mo asked. "The court of Fengtian is going to change."

The attendant glimpsed in the heart of the monk. If he asked this, he would understand that it was necessary to give up Zhao Qiu-ming.

"There are people in Zhaofu who ask for it, don't come to bring me here," Mo asked the whisper.

"Yes," the waiter should sing.

"Miss Zhao San lost her normality," Mo asked again. "I will bring this woman back to the Yongsheng Temple. The injury to Fenglin has nothing to do with the Zhao family."

The servant said: "Host, you are not saying..."

"I don't help him, but it doesn't mean that I want to harm him," Mo asked to see the small tea case broken under his feet. He said: "I don't want to have a conflict with Yu Lingling for the time being. Zhao Qiu-ming will send the Princess Linglong to step on the foot. It is."

"Hosting?"

"Yu Linglong may be my enemy," Mo asked and said to his own attendants: "But now, when it is not as good as the present, we will rest in Beijing and we will return to the temple the day after tomorrow."

"But hosting..."

"Go on."

The servant did not dare to stand in the temple again, and quit the temple.

Mo asked to go to the front of the Buddha and re-entered the three-column incense in the incense burner.

At this time, the Shaolin Masters carried the two monks and went to the front of the temple.

"Come in," and wait for Master Shaolin to speak. Mo asked to be in the temple.

When the monks carried the Shaolin Master into the Buddhist temple, they retired.

"How is the body?" Mo asked.

Master Shaolin looked at the master who stood back to himself, whispering: "The disciple disappointed Master."

“Why are you disappointed for the teacher?” Mo asked. “You just met an opponent who is stronger than you. There are mountains outside the mountains, people outside the people, and the teacher never thinks that you are the best in the world. Speak up?"

Master Shaolin bit his lip.

"I told you before the teacher, I want you to go to Fengtian to cross your robbery," Mo asked to put down the flint in his hand.

Master Shaolin said: "Is this robbery jade?"

Mo asked to turn to look at his little disciple and smiled. "After you left the temple, I found out that this is not only your robbery, but also a robbery for the teacher."

"What?" Master Shaolin moved, his face was completely destroyed by Jade, so this movement looked very distorted.

"We will leave Fengtian to go back the next day," Mo asked. "If you don't rob the number, then you can only find a way to break this robbery."

"What is the catastrophe that Master said?" asked Master Shaolin.

"Reversely change his life," Mo asked softly: "I am dying of the death of the Yongsheng Temple."

Master Feng Lin was staring at his master, and the temple was ruined. How is this possible?

Mo asked to go to the front of the Shaolin Master, and took a hand on the shoulder of Master Shaolin. He said: "If you are a teacher, you don't have to be afraid."

"Master!" Fenglin Shaoshi suddenly gave birth to a full grievance.

"I have raised your brother after all," Mo asked. "He hates me, but I won't hurt him."

Master Shaolin almost bite the lips and bleed.

"Go back to rest," Mo asked to let Master Shaolin go back.

"Master, we don't ask anything, just leave?" asked Master Feng Lin.

"When are you so strong and competitive?" Mo asked his little disciple to laugh, and even the smile that reached the bottom of his eyes was cloudless. "Do you want your brother to die, or is Yuling dying?"

"I," Fenglin Shaoshi said, and finally shook his head, said: "Fenglin does not dare to kill."

Mo asked his hand to take two shots on the top of the Shaolin Master. The look on his face looked like a kindly elder.

To the reader:

The second is more.